Chapter 478 Passing

Under the night sky, a black cloud rose from the city of Hamers in the Kingdom of Farouk, like a dragon crossing the sky, passing through the continent, skimming across the sea, and stopping above the temple of the city of R'lyeh in the Endless Sea, turning into a tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth.

The tornado stirred up the starlight falling from the sky, and the sky was shining strangely, as if time and space were disordered.

The Deep Ones and Hydras patrolling the city looked up at the sky and shouted: "Great Cthulhu, you are the death knell of all things."

The sound was drowned out by the howling wind, and after a while, the dark clouds slowly sank into the temple.

The black fog continued to compress, and finally the thick black condensed into a dewdrop and sank into the forehead of the sleeping Cthulhu.

The evil god woke up from a distant dream, and the scenes experienced by his two subordinates who were transformed into gods flashed through his consciousness like a movie.

'The far north of the continent, the land of the hammer-wielding smith? Klauen Moya Haha, interesting, an illegitimate child of Apollo and Elune appeared in the land of the God of Fire.

No matter who you are, when I wake up from my long sleep, you will be greeted by cold death.

A cold atmosphere filled the temple, and a layer of black frost formed on the outer walls of the temple.

The cold silence spread outward from the temple, across the streets, and climbed up the high city walls.

With the giant city at its center, the calm sea surface was covered with frost.

Klauen, who was far away in Shattrath City, suddenly sneezed and looked around. He felt a sense of malice lingering around him.

"My Lord, you are back!

If it weren't for the magic circle you left behind, Shattrath City and so many residents would probably not see the sun tomorrow."

Janice bent her knees slightly, her eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, and she gazed admiringly at the short but extremely tall figure in front of her.

The scene of the Duke fighting the enemy just now lingered in her mind, and the power emitted by the aftermath of the battle alone made her feel terrified.

At this moment, she knew in her heart that the Duke must have taken a step that countless extraordinary people would look up to and achieved the Holy Mark Gold!

Clown put away his thoughts, nodded slightly and said gently:

"Send someone to appease the residents. Also, notify them that a meeting will be held in the castle council hall tomorrow morning. All Level 3 and above Transcendents who remain in the city must attend."

"Yes, sir," Janice responded in a loud voice, turned and left. After walking a few steps, she turned back and said:

"Your Excellency the Duke, my father is not in good condition. When we chatted recently, he often talked about the days before and after he followed you.

Could you spare some time to meet him and talk to him?"

Crown was silent. He had visited Del once after the accident. He knew the other's physical condition. He had suffered a lot before he met him and his health was seriously weak.

After practicing the Golden Light Mantra, a lot of his life source was replenished, but because he failed to break through to the silver level, a large amount of his life source was consumed.

Speaking of which, the other party's attempt to reach the silver rank also had something to do with him. He hoped that the first person to follow him could stay with him longer, so he clicked on the other party several times.

If the opponent does not strive for silver, with the lifespan of a third-level transcendent, he can still live for many more years.

He looked up at the sky, gazing at the stars, and said softly:

"I'll go to your house after the meeting tomorrow."

"Thank you, Duke," Janice walked away briskly.

Clown sighed and walked slowly back to the castle.

He came to the study and sat down quietly, his thoughts going back to the moment he opened his eyes in the small and cramped holding cell of the Zach Town Patrol Team.

The strings of time were plucked backwards, and the past events reappeared in my mind. The enemies who attacked Shattrath were killed, and order in the city was quickly restored. People talked about the horrifying scene just now, muttering words like "The Duke protects everyone", and fell asleep again.

Soon, the noisy city fell asleep and the world became quiet again.

"Ding, ding, ding"

The sound of rapid horse hooves broke the silence. The horse was galloping wildly. The rider reined in his horse in front of the gate of Moya Castle and jumped down in a hurry.

Perhaps because he was too hasty, he slipped and almost fell.

The guard looked coldly at this somewhat reckless man and shouted, "This is the Duke's Mansion. Stop."

The rider smoothed down his messy hair with his hands, bowed and said, "Everyone, I am the servant of Her Excellency Janice. I have something urgent to report to her. Please let her know."

The guard's stern expression softened, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "So you are the commander's servant, one of us. But I can't report it for you."

He paused and explained:

"The Duke has returned to the castle now. He may have something important to discuss with the commander. I am not qualified to go in. You should wait here for a while.

This is the only entrance to the castle. Except for those who leave by airship and the Duke, everyone else must pass through here."

"Ah" the servant opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a long sigh.

He paced back and forth a little away from the gate, occasionally stretching his neck to look into the castle. When he heard the sound of horse hooves from inside, he ran to the door and waited.

After a while, he finally saw Janice coming out riding a sturdy chestnut horse.

The servant rushed to the other's horse and shouted sadly: "Miss, it's not good."

When Janice saw the servants in the house were in a hurry, she immediately felt something was wrong.

"What's going on? Tell me slowly."

The servant lowered his voice and said with a sob:

"Mr. Del has passed away."

Janice's eyes froze, and she murmured, "When I came out, my father's mental state was still okay."

She just felt like a huge rock was pressing on her chest, and her heart was blocked and uncomfortable.

After a few seconds of silence, she came to her senses and slapped the horse's butt hard: "Go!"

On the second day, all the high-level transcendents in Shattrath City gathered together, and the huge auditorium was packed.

On the rostrum, Crown looked around and then slowly said:

"Everyone, I am going to announce something, which many people may already know.

The city of Bray was destroyed by an unknown evil god and is now in ruins. Everything in the city, including St. Peter's Cathedral, has turned into rubble. "

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and many of the Lord of Fire's devout followers couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Clown took in everyone's expressions and continued:

“It happened two months ago and there are no survivors in the entire city.

An evil god lurks in the ruins. He uses evil magic to create many servants, and those twisted creatures continue to expand outward.

There has been a constant influx of refugees in Shattrath these days, because the minions of the evil god have been constantly attacking cities near Bly City. "

He paused, waiting for his subordinates to digest the information.

The silver-level extraordinary people all knew the truth and behaved relatively calmly, but a large number of third-level extraordinary people seemed to be at a loss, and many of them had red eyes and tears, crying silently.

Crown sat down slowly, quietly waiting for everyone to vent their emotions.

After achieving the Golden Level of Stigmata, it was impossible for him to continue to exist as the bishop of the Church of the Lord of Fire, and founding his own sect was an inevitable choice.

And his first group of believers are the people sitting in the hall now.

He knew that many people here admired him, but his influence in most people's hearts was far less than that of the Lord of Fire.

These people only regarded him as a powerful bishop under the Lord of Flame. They were respectful to him because of his strength that far surpassed everyone else, his duke title, and so on.

In the eyes of these people, he is just a powerful person.

A few minutes later, Crown stood up again and tapped the table with his fingers, drawing everyone's attention to himself:

“I have driven away the evil god in Bly City, and most of his minions have been killed.

The second thing I want to announce is that I, Crown Moya, have advanced to the Stigma Gold level. "

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

He announced his purpose of advancement in order to give his subordinates a heads-up and prepare for the establishment of a new church in the future.

The room became even quieter. Even though the windows were closed, the rustling of the leaves in the breeze outside could be clearly heard.

Luo Lin stood up, put her hand on her chest and said excitedly:

"Congratulations, Duke. Your breakthrough is a blessing for Shattrath City, the Kingdom of Farouk, and the entire continent.

The day of the evil god's revival is approaching. You have become a god, just like the bright moon lighting up the night sky, or like the holy fire burning in the wind and rain. It is an honor to be able to follow you!"

Clown looked at the pretty spirit master and nodded with a smile. He originally thought that Janice would be the first one to come out and congratulate her.

The silent room was filled with long-lasting applause.

Clown stretched out his hand and made a downward motion. When everyone was quiet, he said, "The spiritual concentration of the world is getting higher and higher, and the day of the evil god's revival is getting closer. I hope everyone here will seize the last time and improve themselves as much as possible.

I declare that everyone can enjoy half price to buy ten bottles of Golden Light Potion and Pure Heart Potion every month.

The territory will provide you with more support and help you advance triumphantly on the path to becoming a transcendent."

Shattrath was attacked at the level of gods, which made him nervous. He planned to wait until Eliza returned, and then go to the Kingdom of Budamia in person to discuss with the Moon Goddess Church about the secret method of gathering everyone's power.

Only when the subordinates use secret methods to the point where they can fight against ordinary gods can the city of Shattrath be truly safe.

"Congratulations, Duke, thank you very much, Duke," everyone responded and gave rave reviews.

Nick's eyes almost popped out. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help sighing when he heard the Duke confirm the news.

The Duke in his eyes was in no way the same as the slightly thin young man in his initial memory.

Is the world so crazy that I have become a guide for a god on the path of transcendence? The meeting ended and everyone lined up to say goodbye to Clown.

As the crowd gradually faded away, Clown turned around and said:

"Let's go to your house. How is your father today? By the way, I feel like you're worried today. What's going on?"

Janice smiled sadly, tears welling up in her eyes:

"My father, my father passed away last night."

Crown turned his head and saw a few yellow leaves falling from the big tree outside the window. He remained silent for a long time.

Del's funeral was simple yet grand. Most of the high-level transcendents in Shattrath City came to see him off in the central church square of Hamers.

The golden flame of the sun ignited the fire, and in the raging fire, the last trace of Del's existence disappeared from this world.

Crown hugged Janice and patted her back compassionately.

He didn't say any words of comfort. Language was pale and powerless in the face of life and death. He could only let time slowly heal the sadness in the other person's heart.

Leah is gone, Del is gone too, he still has a very long life ahead of him, and perhaps in the end these familiar faces will slowly disappear.

He was more eager to go to the Kingdom of Budamia. He was eager to learn the secrets of how to build his own kingdom of God and how to receive souls who believed in him and become heroic spirits.

Only the Church of the Sun God and the Church of the Moon God were safe and sound on the continent. He wanted to talk to the Moon God directly and get what he wanted.

He believed that he could offer something that the Moon God would be interested in, in exchange for the secret technique.

The reason why he did not choose the Sun God was because he had a history of conquering other gods, which made him dare not trust him too much.

After Crown left the square, his wings slowly spread out behind him and then flew straight into the sky. There was a faint sadness in his heart.

Perhaps after getting used to seeing the deaths of people he knows, he will become indifferent.

The whistling of the wind lingered in his ears as he flew aimlessly and before he knew it he had arrived at the town of Zak.

Looking down from the sky, wisps of smoke rose straight up from this dilapidated town.

At this moment, the setting sun was as red as blood, and the clouds in the sky were like a bloody canvas, dyeing his eyes red.

After hovering quietly in the air for a while, Crown began to turn back.

On the way back he went much faster and finally landed in a valley near the city of Shattrath.

The Fire Dragon and the Silver Dragon sensed the presence of their master, and came forward, licking the back of his hand flatteringly.

Klauen hit their heads with his fist in annoyance:

"You two guys, why didn't you show up when the city was attacked last night? You are so cowardly! What's the use of you!"

"What? You two think you are no match for us, so you hide? You guys can only fight when the wind is in your favor."

He raised his fist and hit both of them hard on the forehead. It was not a good thing for the two dragons to be too smart. They actually knew how to protect themselves.

However, there is nothing wrong with what the two dragons did. If they were to fight against creatures of the evil god level, they would only be defeated.

Clown pursed his lips and decided to incorporate this valley into the city's magic array system in the future. Summoning two dragons consumed a lot of his golden blood. If they died prematurely, the loss would be huge.

Besides, the two dragons are not good at using the weak to defeat the strong, but they can still use their strength to overwhelm others. In the future, they can be used specifically to deal with the minions of the evil god.

Clown observed the Flame Dragon's injuries and found that they had stabilized and were not getting worse, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

While in the Andes, he was very worried that the Fire Dragon would not be saved.

He also took out some golden potion and asked Yanlong to swallow it in order to speed up its healing process.

(End of this chapter)