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Chapter 1554 The Holy City of Glory, the dazzling blue light that engulfs everything! (The strong sea monster leader adds 5 updates)

 "Little Gretel ran to the Dragon Tomb?"

The Elf Princess smiled softly and followed the Lord of Thunder's eyes as she looked out the window with a bit of envy in her eyes.

She has been on Yongju Island since she was born and has never traveled out. The farthest thing from the island is to patrol the three hundred miles around Yongju Island and take care of the islands around Yongju Island.

Like the Lord of Thunder, he traveled as far east as the Orc Kingdom and as far north as Dragon Island, almost all over the continents. Apart from envy, she could only eagerly listen to the stories to satisfy his appetite.

And even the Lord of Thunder has never been to some places, such as Sky Dragon City and Dragon Tomb. The former is because the Dragon Clan did not invite him, and the latter is because he is not allowed to enter. Without the Dragon Clan to guide the way, he cannot find the direction at all...

"This boy, how long have you been at Dragon Island?" The Lord of Thunder's tone was strange, and it was extremely rare to have a bit of sourness:

"It's the Sky Dragon City, and it's the Dragon Tomb... I've been to the Sky Dragon City twice! Not only can he go to the Dragon Tomb by himself, but he can also take others with him! He can take ten people with him!

Really, he is not doing his job properly, what about his own research and his own advancement!"

The elf princess pursed her lips and smiled. Her husband was talking to both the inside and outside of his words. Although he was complaining and picky, he was also full of pride:

Where he failed to go, his apprentice went! What he failed to accomplish, his apprentice accomplished!

When he was 19th level, he set off to Dragon Island and set foot on the legend there. His apprentice arrived at Dragon Island at 15th level, where he was treated as honored guest by a group of giant dragons. He wanted a mage tower to have a mage tower, and he had to go into the dragon tomb to search for treasures. Legend

The dragon personally escorts you!

"Okay, don't talk about the child. If you really want to go, I can go now. Can I accompany you to Dragon Island? You just said that after you advance, you want to walk around...

…”

"Then don't worry yet." The Lord of Thunder immediately turned around, took his wife's hand, and shook it gently:

"Aren't you about to become legendary? Wait until you advance and become stable before going. Otherwise, you will be busy on the road and will ignore any opportunity to advance..."

"I think... it's better to go out for a walk first." The elf princess' eyes were soft, and she held it back. She had been stuck on the threshold of advancing to legend before, but she just didn't get the chance.

After the brother's curse was cured, the situation is getting better day by day. The Well of Eternity is now being rebuilt in the secret realm. According to the news from there, when the Well of Eternity is repaired, it should be the day when he will advance to Legend.

With the weight of a thousand pounds on her shoulders lifted, she relaxed and felt that the threshold for advancement was loosened. But it was not certain when she would really cross that line. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe ten years later?

"Walking around, looking around, and gaining some knowledge." As for the opportunity to be a disciple, there is no need to mention this. It would be awkward to mention my husband.

Anyway, it’s not the first time. I was able to step into the third level of Legend before. Firstly, I accumulated it. Secondly, I also did a lot of projects on Yongju Island and saw a lot of scenes that I had never seen before, right?

"Besides..." She leaned gently on the shoulder of the Lord of Thunder, and her cloud-like hair brushed her husband's cheek, bringing a fragrance of vegetation:

"I also want to have a child as soon as possible... I heard that it is not easy to have children when you reach Legend..."

Their mother gave birth to four of their brothers and sisters, all four of whom were born before the legend. There were so many elven elders on Everlasting Island, and only a handful of them were born after they advanced to the legend.

As a couple, Christine is already a legend, and a third-level legend. If she advances to legend again, they may not have any hope of having children in their lifetime.

Although legends have a long lifespan, there is a difference between having descendants and having no descendants...

"Don't think so much." The Lord of Thunder immediately hugged her tightly:

"I've reached the third level of Legend. Even if I can't give birth to offspring, it's my problem, not yours. Besides, giving birth to offspring will put a lot of burden on the mother's body. Maybe you won't be able to bear children after you give birth."

Fa has crossed the threshold of legend.

Compared with children, what I value more is being able to be with you for a long time..."

The two of them snuggled together and were quiet for a long time before they separated again and went to research, calculate, and study separately. As for whether to go to Dragon Island, when to go, and when to advance to Legend, that is a story for another day.

"Little Grete actually went to the Dragon Tomb?!" The news spread to the Elf Secret Realm, and Byrbo was also a little envious. Dragon Tomb, the legendary Dragon Tomb!

If he was on Dragon Island and doing research with his junior brother, would he be able to take advantage of it?

Unfortunately, he can't. He hasn't finished the research here yet, and the Well of Eternity is still the last bit. Moreover, even if the research is finished, he can't run to Dragon Island——

He wants to go back to Nevis to take over the position of teacher! By the way, he also wants to bring the ore from the Elf Secret Realm back to Nevis and try to build another Well of Eternity in Nevis or somewhere nearby.

If the construction is successful, the Magic Council will no longer have to worry about energy, and the Mage Tower can be built with great fanfare!

At least one more Great Mage Tower on the scale of the Tower of Babel can be built. Over time, the number of legendary mages in the Council may be doubled?

When the time comes, the number of legends will be equal to that of the Glory Holy See opposite. Who is afraid of whom? If you don’t accept it, just do it. If you don’t believe it, start by relying on faith. If you rely on those legends who have fixed magical skills, you can beat them, those legends who delve into the mysteries of the world!

——By the way, during this period, the Vatican's lackeys didn't bother them. Have they made new progress in the ore?

"Brother Sanders, you did a good job." Archbishop Farrell clicked seven dots on his chest, paused, and then clicked two more. Opposite him, a man wearing a tight velvet jacket, bloomers, and high-top riding boots spoke respectfully.

He bent down:

"It is my honor to serve the Lord..."

"Ten ships, ten ship owners, you are the only one who has cleared this road." Archbishop Farrell stretched out his hand pleasantly and lightly touched his shoulder.

Captain Sanders hurriedly stood upright with his strength. The next moment, Archbishop Farrell held a gold bookmark and handed it to him with a smile:

"With this merit, you can go to the church to exchange for a holy object, or exchange for a batch of special supplies from the Vatican, such as holy water, holy oil, etc. The Vatican hopes that you can make more contributions to glorify the glory of the Lord.

"

Captain Sanders immediately reached up to meet the bookmark with both hands, held the bookmark, and treasured it in his arms. When Archbishop Farrell retracted his hand, there were several gems in his palm, which were radiant and dazzling.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange these supplies and make the second boat trip immediately!" Captain Sanders beat his chest loudly:

"With the protection of the Holy See, I have the confidence to send more ores to my lord to increase my lord's glory!"

"Go." Archbishop Farrell nodded majestically. After seeing off the ship owner, he immediately changed his expression and commanded his subordinates:

"Quick, quick! Load these ores on ships and transport them directly back to the Holy See! We're just waiting for this. Cardinal McCaughlin has asked me many times!"

Unfortunately, the Holy See's research on the power of the sun has been stuck in stone recently.

The amount of ore shipped from the Kingdom of Brolin was so small that it was so sad that the miners dug out a mountain and carefully sifted through it, only to find enough selected ore for one cart;

These carefully selected ores can be mixed into fine steel to make weapons and armors, and they are completely ready for use; if you want to use them as spell materials, you need to further refine them.

The Glorious Holy See spent a year or two, exhausted seven or eight old craftsmen, as well as magicians who defected from the devil's side of the Parliament, and then refined the ultra-high precision according to the plan vaguely revealed by the Magic Parliament.

powder.

And from a cart of ore, only a small bowl of powder can be extracted...

The team that went to the far east of the Great Wasteland did successfully find the ore. However, that mine was occupied by a nest of large birds. The male bird with brilliant feathers was guaranteed to be legendary, and the female bird with duller feathers was almost less than legendary.

The exploration team died at large, and failed to successfully mine the mine. When I asked the locals again, the answer was that they never went to the mountains to seek death, but always picked up ores in the riverbed downstream...

It took a full two years for this exploration team to come back and forth. Even if the Holy See sent another team over to kill the big bird and start mining again, it would still be two years later to get the ore back.

Already.

At this moment, a ship of ore shipped from the Black Continent undoubtedly solved the urgent need! More importantly, a specialized appraiser has identified that the grade of this ship of ore is quite high, and it is richer than the ore of the Brolin Kingdom.

At least ten times more!

The ocean-going ship changed to an offshore ship, hoisted the flag of the Holy See, and headed straight for the Glory Holy City. Before they arrived, the entire port was under martial law. The Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition and Cardinal McCallion, who was responsible for this research, were waiting on the dock in person.

Seeing the ship slowly docking at the port, Cardinal McCollin couldn't wait to fly up to the cabin, entered the cabin and grabbed a handful of ore. Feeling the surging power inside, he was filled with joy and praised loudly:

"Okay, okay, okay! - With these ores, we have an extra weapon to deal with those devils!"

This ship slew monsters and indigenous tribes from the interior of the Black Continent. The ore, which it brought with great difficulty despite all kinds of plagues and diseases, was carefully unloaded to the port and then sent to Glory as quickly as possible.

In the mountains near the holy city.

There, in a processing site built specifically for this purpose, craftsmen specifically looking for this are already waiting. As soon as the ore is delivered, it is sent to special equipment for crushing, washing, sorting, and refining...

Half a month later, a small box, a small box of fine powder, was tightly sealed and sent to the north of the Holy City, Cardinal McCallin's research institute.

In the heavily sealed and heavily guarded research institute, Cardinal McCallion carefully opened the box and poured the fine powder into a special container:

"The defense capability of the small box is really poor, so it should be placed in a special container for easy storage... The most important thing is that if it is placed in a small box, it will degrade too quickly..."

The black fine powder is stacked bit by bit at the bottom of the heavy stone box with multiple seals. One centimeter thick, two centimeters thick, five centimeters thick, ten centimeters thick...

"boom!!!"

The dazzling blue light surged, surged, and with unparalleled light and heat, swallowed up everything in an instant.

Tearing the seal, tearing the stone trough, tearing the cardinal's cassock, tearing the walls and ceiling of the room. The huge fireball, still unsatisfied, continued to expand and roll outward——

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"My Lord! Has my Lord arrived!!!"

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