Chapter 179 Moonlight

Osman Druk, the current pope of the Church of the Lord of Flame, is the only fourth-level transcendent in the church and is now 180 years old.

Normally, the lifespan limit for a fourth-order transcendent is 320 years. However, when Osman succeeded as Pope, he used special means to forcibly elevate his life to the silver stage, which caused considerable loss to the source of his life, and he should not reach this lifespan limit.

In the past, the Pope enjoyed supreme honor. The popes of several major churches were the most powerful in the world, enjoying wealth and splendor that far exceeded the lifespan of a normal person.

But now, the spiritual concentration in the world is increasing, and other people will break through to the silver realm one after another. Since the source of their lives has been damaged, it will be very difficult for these popes to make further progress.

One day, it may happen that the Pope is no longer the most powerful person in the Church.

Therefore, the relationship between the bishops in the church who really have the opportunity to reach the silver level and the Pope is very delicate.

Cavendish continued, "The Pope's attitude towards the Brotherhood is to suppress it, and he requires the heads of the subordinate dioceses to resolutely implement it. But you are not doing anything at all. Is his tolerance for you almost reaching its limit?"

Flanders sneered a few times, without giving the Pope any face, and his tone was filled with resentment:

"Osman's purpose is self-evident. He wants to use the Brotherhood to distract the attention of people like us.

Didn't he know that the church would be truly powerful only if it had a few more Silver-rank experts? Didn't he know that only by uniting more forces could the threat of the evil god be dealt with? He knew, but he was more afraid that someone would threaten his respected position.

No matter how wise a person is, when it comes to his core interests, he can't help but do things that blind him to profit.

The threat of the evil god is approaching, but humans are still unable to work together. When can we put aside our prejudices and fight side by side? "

In recent years, internal conflicts within the church have intensified.

Originally, the conflict only existed between the Pope and several cardinals, and everyone knew it.

But now, this contradiction has gradually come to light, and the bishops have split into two factions.

Although the faction supporting the cardinals and the faction supporting the pope are far from being incompatible, they often hinder each other.

Cavendish shook his head secretly, sighed silently, and did not respond. It was better for him to remain silent.

This is a fight between the cardinals and the Pope, a game between the person who hopes to succeed the Pope and the current Pope, and it has nothing to do directly with a warrior like him.

The Crusaders are just swords in the hands of the church, fighting for the church.

He and Flanders have a close relationship, so naturally they are labeled by each other.

Not only him, but his daughter Fanny also tacitly belonged to the Flemish faction and had no choice.

When Crown was recommended to other bishops, he was also tacitly labeled accordingly.

Flanders' emotions quickly returned to normal, and he said with a smile, "Now we need to think about what position to assign to Clown. His current situation is a bit awkward, and there are not many positions suitable for flame fighters.

Otherwise, let him stay with you in the Inquisition?"

. . . .

After returning to the ground, Crown did not go back to the forging workshop, but skipped work openly, since the workload for the month had been completed anyway.

He returned to his residence, took out the Evil-Slaying Sword made of Valyrian steel, and prepared to give it to Jason.

The full moon night is in three days, and the other party must be getting impatient.

He sensed the time and realized that there was still some time before the other party finished training. He took a rare moment to relax and half-lay on the sofa.

He was about to become a bishop, and he had to think about how he would live his future life.

Improving your strength is still the top priority, but after living like an ascetic for such a long time, isn’t it time to add some color to your life?

He soon had a high social status and sufficient financial foundation.

I could buy a property in the city and hire some attractive maids. After thinking about it, I felt empty again.

If he could live such a life in a big city in his previous life, he would definitely live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

The world is different now. If this is all you pursue, it would be a waste of your life.

He wanted to try some new things, enjoy life and improve his style.

His mind was scattered. After lying lazily for more than two hours, he slowly got up. Jason's training was about to end.

He picked up his weapon and pushed open the door, only to run into Nick and Jason who were coming together.

"Why are you here? I was just about to look for you."

"Please come in," said Crown politely.

The weapons have been made for more than ten days, but have not been delivered yet. I feel a little embarrassed, after all, the other party is willing to pay for them.

"Jason came here in a mysterious way, so I guess there's something wrong. Did the weapon you asked him to experiment with last time have a good effect?"

Nick smiled and held out his hand, saying, "Let me appreciate it."

Clown glanced at Jason and handed over the Evil Slayer.

Nick drew his sword and a soft chime echoed through the room.

He frowned slightly. "A nice sword! Made of Valyrian steel, but unenchanted."

Clown responded: "It works if you inject the source of life, but I don't know if it will work if you inject holy power. You can try it."

Gripping the sword tightly, Nick injected holy power into the weapon as instructed.

Golden lines appeared on the bright silver sword covered with cloud patterns.

"From what I know, this is a new method of enchantment. What's it called? Where did you get the blueprint? What does it do?"

"If you call it 'Zhu Xie', forget about the blueprints. It's useless even if you know it.

This is not an enchantment, but I directly integrated the magic circle into the sword. It does not affect the sharpness and stability of the enchantment, but it conflicts with enchantments such as elemental damage increase. "

Clown explained that he did not translate but directly transliterated the words "Zhuxie".

"As for the effect, let Jason tell us."

Scarface laughed and said, "The effect is purification and burning. It can cause more damage to the monsters at the mission location and obtain higher quality spiritual essence.

I tried activating the weapon to purify the low-quality spiritual essences, but I could only burn them to ashes."

He recounted his test results verbatim.

"You are so mean that you didn't inform me of this great weapon."

Nick was quite angry that someone was eating meat but he couldn't even smell the meaty smell of the broth.

“The key is that you don’t use a sword. The forged flail cannot carve out the circuit of the magic circle.

I can only forge a shield, but I don't have good materials."

Nick responded immediately: "Fanny's swordsmanship is also good. She can use a sword. I will find materials for you now, and help me forge a shield. It needs to be forged before the full moon night."

There are many evil spirits in Lingxu. They fought for a long time and obtained a lot of spiritual essence.

If you get it one day less, you will miss out on a lot of high-quality spiritual essence.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After saying that, he returned the weapon and turned to open the door.

"Materials alone won't do. I spent twenty gold spirit coins as labor costs."

Jason said loudly, taking out the gold spirit coin and handing it to Clown.

"The forging master's labor fee is indispensable!"

Nick hurriedly said something and disappeared out the door.

"I want to keep quiet and make a few fortunes before I tell him."

Jason took the weapon and said with a smile, "Does this count as helping you get business? You have to give me some discounts when you repair weapons in the future."

The two chatted for a while longer, then Jason said goodbye and left.

Crown also left and went to the church cafeteria to eat.

When he came back, he found Nick standing at the door holding a large wooden box.

He let the other person into the house.

Nick put down the box and took out two blueprints and a small bag: "Here are the blueprints for the weapon and forty gold spirit coins. You must make it as soon as possible."

"no problem!"

Clown readily agreed and returned ten gold spirit coins: "I'll give you a discount this time."

He had received a lot of favors from Nick. If another priest was stationed in Zak Town, he might not have the opportunity to become a crusader of the church.

. . . .

After seeing Nick off, Crown walked around the room, trying to figure out how to refine the Golden Light Spell.

It has been more than two months since he advanced the Golden Light Mantra, and he has yet to seriously think about this skill.

He planned to refine the moonlight first because it would be needed to make the Taiyin Thunder Seal.

Fortunately, the capacity of the crystal ball that stores Sunfire Liquid and Moon Dew has increased a lot, otherwise the materials stored in these two months would definitely overflow.

By the time he felt he had grasped the essence of the matter, the moon was already hanging above the treetops.

Crown opened the window, and moonlight streamed into the room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he first visualized the Golden Light Mantra for two great cycles, and then ended the visualization.

[Golden Light Mantra: 2677/100000; Level 2]

He sank his consciousness into the sea of ​​knowledge and entered the silver ocean of the crystal ball.

A slight cool feeling came over him, and he felt his thinking speed up.

In order to wrap up as much moon dew as possible, he practiced the secret refining method, over and over again. Four hours passed in a flash, and he finally refined a drop of moonlight.

It looks like a drop of water, and is as crystal clear as moonlight.

The moment the moonlight took shape, Crown felt as if his mind was frozen, and a cold silence filled the air.

Then, a different kind of warmth rose up, and he indulged in the feeling of floating. When he realized that the floating feeling of ascending to heaven was fading away from him, his ethereal consciousness returned.

"Hey, where's Yuehua?"

Consciousness cannot speak, but it transmits angry consciousness.

The moonlight that I had worked so hard to condense disappeared without a trace, as if the act of condensing the moonlight just now was just a dream.

The consciousness carefully searched the entire moon dew ocean, but still found no trace of the moon dew.

Where could he have gone? Crown left his mind and fell into deep thought.

He thought of the moonlight's ability to nourish the soul, and immediately summoned a golden wall.

[Golden Light Mantra: 2797/100000; Level 2]

After four hours, a drop of moonlight was condensed and absorbed by the soul (consciousness), increasing the skill proficiency by 200 points.

Normally speaking, four hours of visualization during normal hours can only increase proficiency by about 60 points, and visualization during special hours such as the Mao hour can only increase proficiency by 90 points.

He found a new way to improve his proficiency in the Golden Light Mantra, but it was a bit time-consuming.

(End of this chapter)