Chapter 300: Poet's Trial, Lyre

After comprehending this new technique, Yeats had a new insight in his mind:

"In the old era, humans feared the shadow of spirits and worshipped the glory of the blazing sun. They built huge stones and surveyed the sun's orbit. Under the glory, nothing else mattered."

"Thor's Flash" is a legendary spell originating from the sun god and is inextricably linked to Stonehenge.

Judging from the spell introduction in my mind, this "Legendary Flash" can not only cause dizziness, but also has a good restraining effect on mental spells.

Ye Zhi put the Silver Oak Sword back into its scabbard and nodded with satisfaction.

"A flash spell is enough for the sword master!"

The body of the scorching sun god standing in the wilderness seemed to have stopped its riot and stood still like a golden giant.

Megan sighed secretly, that was a close call.

Thanks to Ye Zhi's blessing of being incompatible with the "Fire of Divine Punishment", she was able to get through this difficult time safely! She approached Ye Zhi, who was returning along the same route, and looked at him carefully, confirming that Ye Zhi was not injured, and then said with concern:

"Just now I noticed that a divine power fell into your body, Ye Zhi, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Teacher Megan." Ye Zhi explained:

"That was just a spell that the Sun Body taught me, called 'Thor's Flash'."

Megan was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she slowly said: "I have read about this spell in ancient books... In the old era, there was a profession called [Sun Knight], serving the scorching sun and following the glory."

"And only the knight who shines like the sun can master this legendary spell." Megan paused for a moment and said with emotion: "Ye Zhi, your ability to comprehend this legendary spell is really the greatest gain of our trip!"

As the chosen one of magic gods, Ye Zhi is a key focus of the Mages Guild. His increased strength is also a good thing for the Mages Guild. Besides, Megan is Ye Zhi's teacher, and she is sincerely happy for Ye Zhi.

Ye Zhi smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, let's leave this area as soon as possible."

Megan nodded and said, "I have found the exit of this scorching sun realm...you two follow me!"

After all, the Fiery Sun God Body is not a real sanctuary, and its Fiery Sun Domain also has loopholes in Megan's eyes. Soon, the three of them came to the edge of the domain.

Ye Zhi looked back at the body of the Fiery Sun God and found that it was actually looking at him. Its eyes, as white as stars, were burning with fire, and its jaw, made of rock, opened and closed. A deafening buzzing sound echoed in Ye Zhi's soul.

"Descendants of the king... as long as there is no shadow in your heart, then look directly at the scorching sun..."

The prophecy of the Fiery Sun God's body gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Ye Zhi and the other two have left the Fiery Sun Realm and returned to the material world. Looking back in the direction of Stonehenge, they find that the flames shining on the stones have been extinguished, and the figure of the Fiery Sun God has also disappeared.

His words still echo in Yeats's ears.

Ye Zhi pondered, "Who is the king that the Fiery Sun Body is talking about?"

It can't be the King of the Wild Hunt. The status of the King of the Wild Hunt is not as high as that of the Sun God.

Yeats speculated that the "king" referred to by the Sun God should be the "God of Light" in the mythology of the Old Era.

It is said that the God of Light is expected to become the king of gods.

Even the sun god and the moon god need to rely on the god of light to release their brilliance.

"The Fiery Sun God Body must have sensed the divine light in me, so he called me the king's descendant..." Ye Zhi frowned slightly and thought to himself, "But how did the Sun God of the Old Era fall? What does the second half of His sentence mean?"

Ye Zhi glanced at the towering Stonehenge and sensed that the aura of the Fiery Sun God's body was gradually disappearing, but it was still sleeping inside this huge magic circle.

"The remains of the sun god left at Stonehenge may be of use to me in the future..." Ye Zhi said secretly.

Closing his eyes, Yeats examined the Tree of Life in the soul realm and found that the sluggish condition of the mistletoe had been alleviated, and the green branches were surging with golden light like the sun.

Currently, the Silver Oak Sword can consume the sun's divinity and launch a six-ring level attack.

Its power certainly cannot be compared with the "True Name Liberation" which consumes the divinity of light and is enough to cause damage to the Sanctuary level, but it is also a major gain of this trip.

At sunset, the afterglow dyed the Sol Plain with a layer of orange and yellow.

"The lich has been eliminated, Ye Zhi, your performance is indispensable."

Megan frowned and said, “But I didn’t expect… that the lich had been tricked so early.”

"You said before that sulfur fire was the method used by 'Flame of God' Uriel. The Church is probably behind this lich." Ye Zhi pondered, "But why did the Flame of God attack the body of the Fiery Sun?"

Megan sighed and said, "Uriel is regarded as the symbol of the sun within the Church. If the body of the Fiery Sun God is plundered by Him, it will greatly increase the power of the Church."

"Anyway, I have to go back to Rune Island and report this to the Seven Councils, Yeats."

Megan said calmly, "As for your reward... your pet is good at arcane magic, so I believe a learning scroll for the fifth-ring spell [Arcane Meteor] will be very suitable."

Arcane Meteor was a high-level spell that Ye Zhi intended for Snow Owl to master. It was an upgraded version of Arcane Missiles.

With the Snow Owl's arcane talent...when it casts this spell, perhaps the only way to describe it is as a 'meteor shower'.

"Thank you, teacher!" Ye Zhi said with a smile.

"I should be the one thanking you." Megan chuckled. "The Mage Guild still has a vacancy for a master who specializes in ancient magic. If you spend more time and effort on nurturing the Snow Owl, it may become a member of the Seven Councils of the Mage Guild in the future."

There are more than seven Seven Councillors, just as there are more than four Four Heavenly Kings.

Since most wizards are guys with strange tempers and only a few are willing to take charge, the seats of the Seven Councils change very frequently. Those who are qualified to become a seat in the Seven Councils are, without exception, those who have reached the pinnacle in a certain field of magic.

Ye Zhi glanced at the owl on his shoulder and thought that with Gray and Snowy Owl as the perfect pair, even if Seraphim Uriel invaded the material realm, he would be defeated!

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At the same moment, Diamond stayed in spirit form on the top of Yeats's Tree of Life, listening to the news about Uriel, and unconsciously grinned with an expectant smile.

"I knew it would be fun following Yeats!"

*In November, the city of London was shrouded in a cold mist.

A fire was burning warmly in the fireplace, and Yeats and Gray were playing king chess in the hall.

Snowy Owl stood on the desk, wearing a monocle, with a spell scroll of [Arcane Meteor] in front of him. He nodded as he read it, and sipped the hot black tea beside him from time to time, with the temperament of an old scholar.

"Master, we have a visitor." Phocas pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "It's Heber, the priest of the Youth Sect."

Ye Zhi was slightly startled.

Yeats had not seen Hebe for a month since the Duke's coronation. After asking around, he learned that Hebe had returned to the Temple of Youth in the western capital of the empire.

Ye Zhi wanted to ask Heber about the promotion ceremony of the Five-ring Bard, so he nodded and said, "Please ask her to come in."

The blind priestess wore a silver eye mask and a white robe. She saluted elegantly to Yeats and said softly after sitting down:

"Your Excellency the Duke, I am disturbing you because I received a prophecy from the temple."

Ye Zhi's heart moved, and he asked, "What are the specific contents?"

"There is a mountain called Julier on the Klins Bay in the south of the Golden Lion. There is a trial left by the God of Light..." Heber said softly, "and the content of the trial will be related to His musical ability."

"This trial can also help you advance in the way of the bard." Heber said:

"If you are willing to go, I will go with you and serve as your guide and mentor."

"I want to go too!" Gray said.

Yeats rubbed his chin.

The messenger god once created a musical instrument as famous as Pan's flute, called the Lyre.

Later, the Messenger God gave the [Lyre] to the God of Light. The status of the Lyre was further improved, growing from an epic level to a legendary artifact, symbolizing the musical authority of the God of Light.

The places and plots mentioned by Heber seemed familiar to Yeats. Yeats had experienced exactly the same trials in the game and knew how to pass them.

One of the trials required the performer to make the water fairies and mountain spirits who were acting as the audience cry during the performance.

Improving the bard's career path was already in Yeats's plan, not to mention the hope of obtaining another legendary instrument.

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "Thank you, priest, for leading the way!"

(End of this chapter)