Chapter 135 Chapter 135 Half-elf. (Nutrient solution 60,000 plus more...
Su Cheng lowered his head silently.
Before she raised her arms, another pair of slender, beautiful hands with distinct joints had already reached out to her chest and unbuttoned her clothes with neat movements.
Ian quickly pushed the button out, then pinched her collar to straighten it, and then patiently and carefully buttoned it again.
His fingertips were hot, burning on the slightly cool skin through the thin shirt.
Su Cheng: "...Did you just get here?"
Ian looked down at her and smoothed out his slightly messy collar. "I want to tell you that you don't have to worry about anything, although—I thought you didn't care."
Su Cheng sighed, "To be honest, even if you saw it, I wouldn't mind, but you have a strange temper, and you can't be sure which scene will irritate you."
"No," he said firmly, "Everything today was a surprise I wanted to give you. Although this wasn't how I imagined it to turn out, it was within my expectations. Besides, if I cared, I wouldn't have cooperated with you."
Su Cheng looked up in confusion, "Why are you cooperating with me?"
He blinked. "Aren't you trying to piss me off on purpose?"
Su Cheng: "...No. Can you please stop making a scene for yourself? I'm not that angry."
He laughed. "I know. I thought you wanted to spend some time with the unicorn in private—"
"Alright, alright," Su Cheng interrupted him. "It's all over now. I still want to thank you. He cleared up some of my doubts, and I don't have to worry about him suddenly coming and killing me one day. Well, it's hard to say."
Ian remained noncommittal. "Charles is certainly not a stable man."
Su Cheng couldn't help but glance sideways, "Does he allow you to call him that?"
He gave me a teasing look, "No, he doesn't like anyone calling him that."
Su Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "Okay."
Let’s not talk about others for now. Even if the God of Purity is very unhappy, can he kill the gods in the same camp?
Su Cheng: "...You are such a person with bad taste."
Ian remained noncommittal. "Occasionally I do find some pleasure in making others uncomfortable—"
Su Cheng silently took two steps to the side, "It's also very dangerous."
"But," the blond young man leaned over and put his arm around her shoulders, "you kind of like me like this, right?"
Su Cheng really wanted to tell him not to be narcissistic, but she realized that her hobbies were actually quite broad.
Su Cheng: “…”
She decided to pretend nothing happened.
Apparently, her silence had revealed the answer. Ian let go of her hand with satisfaction. "How was your time in the Holy City?"
Su Cheng said it was fine, "But Zhan En seems to want to see me——"
The god in front of him smiled and nodded, "Then go."
He lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead.
At that moment, a kind of burning and pure power penetrated into the body.
It was like crushed sunlight that soaked into every inch of muscle and bone, and like a surging hot wave that wanted to wash and purify all the flesh and blood.
Ian straightened up, revealing a slightly unhappy expression, "...The scent of that tree is truly indelible."
"Then you should get used to this," Su Cheng said casually, "I have more aura."
Ian reached out and ruffled her hair, then stared at the thick, black, curly hair. His gaze paused, as if he had thought of something.
"So you're not mad at me anymore?"
"Yes?" Su Cheng looked at him strangely, "Why do you suddenly care about this now?"
"...I just hope you can stay in a good mood and do what comes next."
"?"
He didn't say anything more.
Su Cheng soon arrived at the agreed location.
The Hall of Thousand Knowledges is located relatively close to the center of the holy city. This giant library has a history of thousands of years and is composed of countless stacked white circular corridors. Each layer of arcades is a semi-open-air structure, like countless close-fitting petals.
The top is a light well made of milky white crystal, which scatters sunlight evenly to all the curved corridors. From a distance, it looks like a holy altar surrounded by a light track.
It covers a large area, but it is not the tallest building in Solan because there are magnificent temples built for each god behind it.
Su Cheng was not sure where Zhan En was waiting for him, and it was not easy for him to release his mental power at will. After all, there were too many masters in this place.
So she decided to go in and take a look.
At the entrance, she met the same young men again.
They recognized her, too, and gave her strange looks, obviously still unsure of her identity.
Su Cheng immediately realized that they were not well-informed. After all, most of the high-ranking officials of the Holy See knew that he was coming.
The silver-haired boy walked among them, still like a cold and pure snow lotus, with the kind of fragile beauty that could be destroyed by a storm at any time.
He was so handsome that even though she had no idea what was going on, she still took a second look at him.
The next second, the boy frowned slightly and looked over.
Su Cheng: “?”
His companions seemed to be very protective of him, and they all immediately looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Su Cheng didn't finish reading the plot related to the Saint in the original novel. He only remembered that he met her by chance outside. The Saint herself was affected by some kind of power and fell into a weak state.
So Lin Yun took advantage of the opportunity.
Otherwise, with his millions of words and little real ability, he would not be able to get close to her at all.
But in any case, it has nothing to do with the current situation.
Su Cheng actually admired his beauty - but it was no different from looking at a beautiful vase for a second when seeing it outside, she didn't have any further thoughts.
She was about to leave immediately.
"Your Mightiness."
The silver-haired boy called out to her softly, "Please wait a moment."
Su Cheng took a deep breath.
Some boys at this age may still be changing their voices, but he has an extremely beautiful and soft voice, and even ordinary conversations sound like singing.
She turned her head and looked into those misty light blue eyes, and was suddenly stunned.
The color is like the cold mist at dawn in early winter, or like the ice surface kissed by moonlight, light and fragile that will break at the touch.
However, at the moment of their gazes, she seemed to see something else.
There seemed to be a faint light hidden deep in the pupil, like a silent white hole in the depths of the galaxy, and a string deep in the soul was touched by it.
Then it arouses a strong urge to fall into the icy sea and sacrifice oneself.
She couldn't help but want to get closer to him, to know the story hidden in those eyes, and even wanted to save him and protect him——
etc.
Su Cheng suddenly woke up.
What the hell was that just now?
"Feel sorry."
The silver-haired boy opened his mouth, a look of confusion appearing on his face, as if he had done something wrong.
Su Cheng looked at him thoughtfully, "Why did you call me?"
She was now full of questions, and her tone wasn't very bad, but it wasn't very gentle either.
One young man couldn't help but raise his voice, "Hey, you were the one staring at me first—"
Su Cheng glanced at those people.
The man's face turned pale and he immediately shut his mouth.
Su Cheng turned his head and said, "I'm too lazy to say anything. If you want to retaliate, you can just stare at me. I don't mind."
The silver-haired boy shook his head slightly, "No, I'm sorry, I can't control that kind of power... I just feel the aura of Her Highness Cesia on you."
"You're not wrong," Su Cheng nodded. "You said you can't control something? That wasn't the power of the God of Purity just now, was it?"
The silver-haired boy looked a little flustered, as if he felt he had said something wrong. "No, that might be a blessing from His Majesty the Goddess of Love..."
Su Cheng looked at him thoughtfully.
The God of Love is an ally of the God of Light, not a forbidden evil god, but the book always describes him as an ancient god, and says that he and the God of Desire are twin brothers.
From this perspective, if the God of Desire is an ancient god, then the God of Love must also be one.
Is it just that these two ancient gods both defected to the God of Light and the God of Darkness, so they avoided the fate of being banished into the void and given the title of false gods?
Su Cheng: "Oh, so you are not only the God of Purity, but also the favored one of the God of Love?"
The silver-haired boy nodded and shook his head uncertainly, "No, maybe, um, I, I just dreamed of Him."
Su Cheng wanted to ask more, but his face flushed and he ran away quickly with his head down.
Su Cheng: “…”
Cesia's followers are indeed very special.
The other teenagers were looking at her with complicated expressions, and it was obvious that they had heard the conversation just now.
The breath of the pure god?
What does this mean?
They racked their brains but could not figure out the truth. They just thought that she was either also a favorite of that prince, or had also received a blessing.
Moreover, if it was an ordinary blessing, the influence of that power would usually not last too long, nor would it attract the attention of the quasi-saint son.
This is Solan, after all.
Many of the clergy here have had more or less contact with the gods.
One of them seemed to finally remember something and couldn't help but whisper to the friend next to him.
"What?"
They watched the black-haired girl leave, "Is that the one?"
"Maybe. I heard that back in Amber City, His Majesty the God of Purity revealed his power because of her..."
"So is she His beloved?"
“…I don’t know.”
While they were discussing this, Su Cheng had already found Zhan En.
"……Your Mightiness."
The blond-haired, blue-eyed archbishop stood at the entrance of a ground-floor corridor. Occasionally, passers-by would talk to him, and he would respond gently.
Then he waved to Su Cheng from afar.
She walked over and said, "Good afternoon!"
Zhan En responded with a smile, and after a brief greeting, he led her through the huge library and into the hall next door.
He showed her some classrooms and prayer rooms, pointing out that this was where the worthy, those chosen to wait for the opportunity to become the chosen ones of God, studied.
Su Cheng: "...Are they also going to enter the Echo Plane to participate in the trial?"
Zhan En nodded slightly, "Yes."
Su Cheng tilted his head and looked at him, "There was a mess during the Silver Moon Empire's trial. Have you figured out what happened?"
The Archbishop sighed softly and gave you a look that showed you understood. "In this land of the Northern Continent, the heretical evil gods may do anything to undermine stability and order."
Su Cheng: “…”
She forgot that there were people coming and going around her and that the corridors were full of clergymen. This was probably the only answer she could get.
Zhan En suddenly glanced at her and said, "Do you still want to participate in the Divine Grace Trial? Of course, this time it is held by the Holy See, and the teleportation array is also inside the Holy City."
Su Cheng: “?”
"So," the Archbishop continued nonchalantly, "you won't encounter any lesser gods from the Dark God camp this time."
Su Cheng looked at him speechlessly, "Then I believe——"
Even if the Dark God's subordinates wanted to go crazy, they would not likely come to Solan to cause trouble. It is not necessarily that they are unwilling to do so, but that they lack the strength to do so.
After all, it is the holy city of the Holy See. It is protected by the God of Light himself, and other lesser gods are always paying attention to it.
If the enemy is allowed to come and go freely, the authority of the Holy See will be greatly undermined, not to mention anything else, so they will never allow such a thing.
But she is not a devout believer in the God of Light, so it doesn't matter even if she enters the memories of those "evil gods".
only--
Although the trial journey is quite interesting and has gained a lot of knowledge and skills, once you come out of it, it seems that you will have to face some troubles.
Su Cheng couldn't help but hesitate.
While they were talking, the two of them walked through the corridor on the side wing and passed a crystal-carved archway with countless intricate runes engraved on it.
She looked up, "...what a strange combination."
When Zhan En looked over, Su Cheng explained, "I mean, the combination of the ancient elven language and the spatial magic patterns above feels very creative—"
The archbishop smiled silently. "That was the work of His Majesty the God of Light, but it happened thousands of years ago."
Su Cheng could vaguely feel the invisible ripples of space fluctuations, especially when they stepped into the door, as if there was an invisible barrier isolating them from the outside world.
Suddenly, the view became clear.
The dome of the temple in front was dizzyingly high, and a platinum-colored galaxy seemed to stretch across the top.
Billions of tiny points of light were condensed in it, slowly rotating with the surge of light, softly illuminating the entire hall.
The ground is made of snow-white jade, and it sparkles with flickering golden light as people step on it.
On those lofty white stone pillars, runes like liquid gold were solidified, and the faint humming sound of magical power transport could be heard from within.
Then she saw the magic circle.
Dozens of large magic circles are precisely arranged in various strange and regular geometric arrays, and each magic circle occupies an independent square or circular area.
The diameter ranges from five to ten meters, occupying most of the space here, while of course leaving ample aisles.
She could see various precious materials of extremely high purity in the core of the magic array - mithril, refined gold, and various rare magic crystal powders, which were melted and inlaid, and the lines of the array ring were filled with colorful brilliant light.
Most of the magic arrays have been activated, or entered the testing state.
Su Cheng could tell that these were all teleportation arrays, without exception. This kind of high-precision magic array required constant maintenance and debugging, and had to be tested multiple times before use, otherwise it would be easy for something to go wrong.
They walked through the spacious corridor. The surrounding magic array seemed to detect someone approaching, and the lights gradually brightened, then quickly dimmed again.
Then the two of them stopped in front of a huge golden magic formation.
Su Cheng looked at the array core that was burning like a star. The moment he approached, the light became more dazzling, and every line seemed to come alive.
The runes inside began to rotate and even reorganize, and layers of magic circles floated up, changing from a flat surface to a three-dimensional layered state.
She heard a sharp sound of space being torn apart, like glass rubbing against each other.
Su Cheng: "...What does this mean?"
Zhan En was silent for a moment. "These magic arrays are open to qualified people. Different magic arrays contain different memories. They will react to qualified people with certain characteristics."
The so-called qualified people are, in a sense, also those who are prepared to be favored by God. They are people specially selected by the Holy See according to the characteristics required of the favored ones of certain gods.
These people may not be able to become God's favored ones 100%, but the probability is higher.
Especially under the premise that "the Seven Gods of Glory need to regularly supply followers to the Holy See as combat power", it may be easier for the lesser gods to choose a few suitable ones from among them.
But the main gods are more willful.
"Oh," Su Cheng understood, "so whose memories are placed in this magic array?"
Zhan En looked at the teleportation array and said, "It should belong to His Majesty the God of Light himself."
Su Cheng: “???”
Does she possess any qualities that the God of Light values?
Judging from the information in the original work, the one favored by the God of Light mentioned above is the next Pope.
However, the succession of the Pope seems to have happened several months or years later, and was not an early event.
Su Cheng: "...Can I come in? Isn't this for your internal staff only?"
Zhan En lowered his eyes and looked at her. "If you want, you can. Even if you are not a clergyman, as long as you can make the magic circle react, you will be qualified to participate in the trial."
Although generally speaking, if you are not a clergyman, you cannot enter this place.
Su Cheng was a little hesitant at first, because she didn't really want to provoke the God of Light.
After all, in order to allow people to show their true nature, the trials of those favored by God will modify people's cognition. Once she enters, she will forget what she is doing.
You will never know that the person you meet is the God of Light.
However--
She suddenly remembered that the Dark God had mentioned the next journey.
Su Cheng turned his head to look at the center of the magic circle and saw a twisted vortex of light. A vague human figure seemed to emerge from the depths of the vortex.
"……Yes."
In a trance, Su Cheng heard a strange yet familiar voice.
She was stunned for a moment before realizing it was a dancing partner from the carnival.
Although he doesn't talk much, his voice is very distinctive.
"…The answers you want are inside."
The man continued.
Su Cheng turned his head and looked at Zhan En.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed archbishop still stood there quietly, with no reaction on his face, completely unaware of the arrival of the Supreme God of the hostile church.
…though only in her mind.
"Zhan En," Su Cheng said uncertainly, "After I go in, will I forget everything about the first trial? Otherwise, it will be easy for me to associate it with the phenomenon of 'I traveled to the past' and understand that I am in the trial rather than actually traveling through time - well, you know what I mean."
"You're very perceptive," he mused. "Theoretically, those who have participated in the Divine Grace Trial multiple times will have different perceptions of previous related memories. You won't recall the Divine Grace Trial clearly, but certain events before it will still have an impact on you, and you'll remember the knowledge you learned. It's just that the learning process will be temporarily different."
Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, and when he felt the attraction of the magic circle, he did not move.
The surging golden light rushed towards her from the core of the formation, bringing with it the strange sound of space contracting and collapsing, and swept her into the tide of energy.
The black-haired girl disappeared into the hall filled with flowing light.
The surrounding magic circles fell into silence one after another.
Zhan En stood there for two seconds, his emerald green eyes emitting tiny threads of molten gold as he stared at a certain spot in the air and drove people away in a cold tone.
"You can go now."
…
Su Cheng opened his eyes drowsily, his consciousness emerging from the bottom of a deep lake, heavy and sticky. Every time he tried to concentrate his thoughts, it felt like paddling upstream.
After a few seconds, the long-term and continuous mental training took effect.
She finally woke up a little, and then felt the warm and soft light falling on her eyelids, and various noises rang in her ears.
Su Cheng looked up at the dense tree canopy above his head. The intertwined branches were stacked layer upon layer, the emerald leaves were fresh and shiny, and dust particles were dancing in the air.
Birds were singing on the branches a little further away, the sound of a brook flowing over pebbles came on the wind, and the scent of moist soil and fresh grass penetrated into my nostrils.
There's a hint of fire embers.
She sat up and found that she was lying on a thick, dry blanket that smelled bitterly of hay and had a rough, white dye on it.
Su Cheng was just about to look around when he suddenly noticed something extra in his hand.
——Just around the base of the right hand, where right-handed people most commonly use to hold a pen, a white light pattern emblem appeared.
A coiled, two-headed snake.
Su Cheng: “?”
When she first looked at it, she thought there was a bug crawling on her hand.
The snake's tail was coiled in a spiral, and its head was raised upwards, with two heads on the left and right.
Their status is not quite the same.
The head on the left is stretched out, as if looking for something, while the head on the right is hanging quietly, and seems to be slightly lowered, as if observing.
...a two-headed snake.
Su Cheng remembered where he had seen a similar pattern before.
She looked around and found a small bonfire that was about to burn out not far away. The orange-red embers had dimmed and a few wisps of blue smoke were emitting.
"My dear, be careful. Your bow will be soaked in banyan resin oil again today. Remember to polish it with fine sand..."
A gentle and pleasant voice sounded from the front.
"No problem," another clear and lively voice answered her, "I'm ready—"
Su Cheng soon saw two people.
A blond young man was half-kneeling on the ground packing his backpack. He was wearing a short coat of flexible tanned white animal skin, beige elbow braces protecting his forearms, and light-colored breeches and short boots.
The workmanship of this hunting suit is not very fine, but you can tell from the gloss that the material is good.
The man looked to be in his early twenties, with light golden curly hair tied with a leather rope, sparkling in the morning light. His profile was thin and beautiful, and his skin was fair and rosy.
Su Cheng could feel the strong and abundant fighting spirit in her.
There was another figure next to him.
He was a tall, blond boy who was wiping a beautifully shaped long-horned beast bone bow with a velvet cloth. His movements were very meticulous and focused.
The person's hair color was even lighter, like the first rays of morning light falling on the snow-capped peaks. At this moment, she had tied her hair into a fluffy high ponytail, with the braid falling on her back, looking quite playful.
His skin was delicate and even, as smooth as milk, with no visible pores at all.
The blond boy was also wearing a neat hunting suit, a beige leather vest, a dark green linen waistcoat, a tightened leather belt and long boots, which made his figure look even more upright.
He lowered his head to wipe the longbow, his long golden eyelashes drooping, and his profile was so beautiful that it was almost unreal.
The two men look about 70% similar, with almost identical eyebrows and eyes, but the younger one has a more delicate and sculpted look.
Su Cheng quickly found the reason.
——Elf blood.
She looked at the ear on the side of the blond boy's face. It was like a jade-white leaf with a sharp outline, and twice as long as an ordinary human ear.
But it may be a little shorter than the elves.
This is most likely a half-elf.
The fire crackled faintly around the coals.
The two men soon looked over and looked at the black-haired girl sitting on the blanket.
The blond young man stood up, "You're awake, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine," Su Cheng rubbed his head, "...I feel a little dizzy. You guys left me here, right?"
She saw a tent half-hidden by the trees in front of her and knew that this must be someone's camp, and it was impossible for her to have just fainted on the blanket.
"Thank you," Su Cheng said, "What place is this? What should I call you?"
"...This is west of the Emerald Mountains," the blond youth said. "I found you upstream, face down on the ground. I washed your face. I hope I didn't offend you."
Su Cheng shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not, thank you very much."
"You're welcome," the blond young man said with a gentle smile, "I'm Leia, a mercenary and adventurer, and this is my son, Ian."
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