Chapter 502: Advancement

Sauron Barov was excited at this moment. He was lucky enough to sit with the God of Light. He couldn't suppress his joy.

The other party's attack in Loch Modan City was nonchalant, and hundreds of the evil god's minions were wiped out in an instant. That majestic image was deeply engraved in his heart.

Which aspiring transcendent wouldn't want to stand in the center of thousands of people and feel the glory? !

In addition, Luther's announcement of the Fire Lord's loss of contact made him think more.

Compared to the God of Knowledge who no one knows when will come to the material world, he would rather cling to the new God.

As for whether the God of Knowledge would settle the score with him later, he didn't care much because that was a game between gods.

As long as the God of Light is willing to accept him, it means that he is confident that he can deal with the God of Knowledge.

When the God of Knowledge comes, he will not feel that he will be treated as a discarded pawn, because that would hurt the face of the God of Light.

In the Church of the God of Knowledge, his piety is beyond doubt. If he could join the Ming Cult, he would also offer his loyalty without hesitation.

He is not a capricious villain, he just wants to have more autonomy in this increasingly dark world!

Clown could sense the excitement of the person opposite him, but he didn't care and said kindly:

"Have you made up your mind to change your faith? You know, for a bishop of another church, this is not an easy decision to make."

Eliza is right. If we can conquer the city of Loch Modan, it will be of great benefit to the future division of the territory of the Kingdom of Ribia.

He already knew that the God of Knowledge would never come to the world again, so there would be no sequelae in conquering Loch Modan.

"When Loch Modan was in danger of destruction, it was your Majesty's intervention that saved us from the catastrophe.

Without Your Majesty, Loch Modan would have fallen, and our lives are all given by Your Majesty.

I am willing to believe in Your Majesty, and it is my honor to be the sharp sword in Your Majesty's hands.

Loch Modan is the hometown where I was born and raised, the place that carries my life's past and the place where my relatives and comrades fought for.

We have suffered too much, and frankly speaking, if we do not receive support, Loch Modan will collapse under the waves of attacks from the minions of the evil god.

This fate cannot be changed, but I am unwilling to accept it."

As a senior official, he knew very well that the city's war potential had been exhausted.

Not to mention dealing with wave after wave of attacks, even if the enemy's next wave of attacks had slightly more troops, they might not be able to resist.

Defending that ridiculous honor now would be no different from choosing suicide.

Given a choice, no one wants to die.

Not only him, most of the people in the city who claimed that they would fight for the God of Knowledge to the last drop of blood were just shouting slogans.

Crown asked a final question:

"Eliza has already made it clear what support we can provide. We will not send any troops over there. Are you willing to do that even so?"

Soran smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, we no longer have the power to choose.

At this moment, the city of Loch Modan is like a drowning man, just wanting to grab any slim chance.

For us, if we fail to survive now, we will lose the future.”

Compared with other people in Loch Modan, he has a clearer judgment on the situation on the continent.

He knew that there were not many safe places left for them to choose from in this world.

The situation in the Kingdom of Arathi and the Kingdom of Budamia is stable, but they are farther away from Loch Modan. Even if they want to take refuge there, there is no place for them.

But the Ming Cult is different. The Kingdom of Farouk is also in a state of division. There is actually a bunch of idiots who did not declare allegiance when the Saxon family announced that the Lord of Fire had lost contact. This is a great opportunity.

"I am willing to accept your beliefs, and I believe that you will be glad for your choice today."

Clown's expression became serious, and he continued, "I don't expect anyone to sacrifice their life for their faith forever. I only ask those who believe in me to be loyal to the Ming Cult as long as I exist.

Soren Barov, are you willing to become a practitioner of the teachings of the Ming Cult and to do your best to protect the Holy Cult?"

Soran immediately knelt on one knee, placed his hands on his knees, and said solemnly:

"I am willing to walk in the holy light of the Glorious God and protect the believers for my Lord. I am willing to hold the shield and the sword and shed my blood for the growth of the church."

He felt at ease. This mission not only achieved its purpose, but also gained more than he expected.

A golden Dao Seed appeared in Clown's hand, and he held it out to Soran:

"Take it, and you will have a completely different life."

Soran's eyes were immediately attracted to the mysterious silver beans with golden patterns. He felt a deep desire in his body, as if he had found an oasis after walking in the desert for several days.

His mind urged him to swallow the Tao seed.

Without hesitation, he picked up the Tao Seed with two fingers, tilted his head back and put it into his mouth. He could not hesitate at this time.

The beans, which originally felt hard, melted when they came into contact with water and instantly turned into a mouthful of sweet spring water, which he swallowed as if by reflex.

Soran felt his head suddenly sink, and was surprised to find that a golden and silver sphere appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and then countless knowledge poured into him.

Golden Light Mantra Visualization Method, Golden Light Body Protection, Golden Armor Technique, Heart Purification Mantra, Moon Spirit Shield, Sun Flame Technique It took him a while to come back to his senses. The knowledge was accompanied by various insights, and the things that could only be understood but not expressed in words were all received by him in one go.

He bowed deeply. In his eyes, all this was a true miracle.

"You stay here for a few days and use the visualization method to completely transform the holy power you meditate on before leaving."

Crown waved his hand:

“Go back to your guest room and feel the Dharma carefully, and start meditating with me tomorrow.

I will give you three days to try your best to improve your visualization skills.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Soran stood up, but still kept bowing: "Your Majesty, please forgive my greed.

I would like to ask if Loch Modan has any chance to build the magic circle in Shattrath?"

On the first day he arrived in Shattrath City, he noticed the difference in the magic circles in the city. Now that he had obtained many magic skills, he was more aware of the power of the magic circles.

If the city of Loch Modan had such a sophisticated magic array at the beginning of the attack by the evil god's minions, the casualties would definitely not have been so great!

The magic array that nourishes spirituality, increases recovery speed, and can even slowly purify the purity of blood has only been seen in the Vatican.

The magic arrays in the church would only last for a short period of time, but he heard that the magic array here had been running continuously for several years! What does this mean? This means that it is easier for the extraordinary people living in this city to upgrade their levels.

For any extraordinary person, is there anything more attractive than being able to increase their level more easily?

"That day will come."

Klauen nodded slightly and waved his hand again.

Three days passed in a flash, and Soran left Shattrath in the afterglow of the setting sun, riding an airship loaded with various potions and holy water of the Ming Cult, accompanied by two silver-level Silver Dawn team members.

He brought with him the blueprints for building a brand new magic circle. After returning, he only needed to replace the city's statues and transform the magic circle to produce new holy water that would be more effective than the original holy water.

He knew that after he returned, the voices of the opposition would be much smaller, at least until this batch of supplies ran out.

After sending Soran away, Clown turned to look at Janice who was standing beside him with a determined look on her face: "Let's go to the secret room of the manor."

The most talented girl in Shattrath City found him this morning and said that she was ready to receive the baptism of the magic circle and break through to become a fifth-level transcendent.

He was very relieved that the other party did not become afraid because of his father's death, which was good.

With such psychological quality and determination, it is not difficult to be promoted to the fifth-level extraordinary person, and it is not difficult to be promoted to the sixth level with solid accumulation.

As for whether she could achieve the Stigma Gold, it would depend on her opportunity, and he would not be able to help her at that time.

A secret room for breakthroughs was built underground in the manor, otherwise it would be too troublesome to run into the wild every time for a breakthrough.

The secret room can withstand the power of the god level, and these people can be used to break through to the god level.

"Yeah," Janice followed Clown obediently, cheering herself up in her heart.

When the two arrived at the secret room, she had completely abandoned all distractions, with only infinite confidence and high morale in her heart.

Clown was becoming more and more satisfied. With the help of the Fire Cube, he quickly set up the magic circle and said gently:

"Have you memorized the instructions for using various medicines?"

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

"Yes."

"Let's get started, Level 5 Transcendent Janice Smith. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

The girl smiled and walked calmly into the center of the magic circle: "It's an honor, Your Majesty, don't forget it!"

"No, see you tomorrow."

Crown activated the magic circle, nodded to the girl, and turned to leave.

The stone door slowly closed, and the light in the room became brighter. Janice raised her head proudly and took the potion.

Outside the door, Clown sighed in his heart. When he first met Janice, she was only eight years old, and now she is almost twenty years old.

"Del, you would be proud of her."

Mumbling softly to himself, he slowly walked out of the secret room and returned to the alchemy laboratory.

Fu Jin's medicine has not been found yet, so he needs to speed up the process.

The church's predicament of not having high-level pharmacists also gave him the idea of ​​training his own.

Now that he stayed in the material world, all problems could be solved, but what would he do after he went to the spiritual world? If the church wanted to prosper and the Moya family wanted to maintain its glory, they must have enough talents.

He will train a group of successors before he leaves, including pharmacists, magicians, alchemists, blacksmiths and other professions.

No words were spoken that night.

The next day, five in the morning.

Clown stepped into the secret room and saw Janice sitting cross-legged on the ground, her body glowing with light, as exquisite and beautiful as a work of art.

Janice also noticed that the stone door had opened. She opened her almond-shaped eyes, and a light immediately flashed in them.

"I'll take you away, Archbishop Janice. The church will hold a celebration banquet tonight to congratulate the birth of the second fifth-level extraordinary person."

Crowne held out his hand, feeling as if he had seen his daughter grow up.

Half a month later.

The alchemy laboratory was filled with a burning smell, but there was no regret on Crown's face. Instead, he had a smile on his face.

After hundreds of experiments, he finally found a perfect solution to produce a potion that could assist Fujin's advancement.

The failure just now was simply caused by the temperature parameters being set too high. Once he found that relatively perfect point, everything would be done.

"It's not easy," he stretched, his cervical vertebrae crackling.

It turns out that even gods would find it a bit uncomfortable to sit in one position for a long time.

The Fire Cube split into several metal arms, which skillfully cleaned the experimental table.

Crown did some stretching exercises, stretched his muscles for a while, and summoned the golden wall.

[Holy Light Field (Tai Chi): 1383192/2000000; Level 1]

[Herbal Medicine: 26594/500000; Level 6]

[Spear of the Sun: 169845/500000; Level 3]

[Starfall: 123658/200000; Level 2]

Now I can only rely on myself to practice slowly, and the speed at which my proficiency in the Holy Light field increases is touchingly slow.

His herbology knowledge improved by more than 20,000 points. After all, the potion he was researching was only at the fifth level, so he was already satisfied with this rate of improvement.

I didn't practice the two offensive skills of Sun Spear specifically, and my proficiency level was almost the same as when I returned from the ruins of Landimat Cathedral half a month ago.

Yesterday, Klos advanced successfully. If we only count humans, the Ming Cult now has three fifth-level transcendents.

He predicted that in another six months, as the world's spiritual concentration continued to increase, the first batch of Golden Light Dao Seed holders would enter a period of rapid advancement to silver. By then, the church would be able to gain a firm foothold.

Several particularly outstanding members of the Silver Dawn will gradually reach the standards for advancement to the fifth level, and the city is thriving.

The more silver-level transcendents there are, the greater the effect of the combined attack secret technique.

The largest phalanx that the mysticism can accommodate is 500 people. I wonder how many phalanxes Shattrath will have in a few years.

News also came from Loch Modan that the statue and the magic circle for condensing holy water had been built and began to mass-produce holy water. During this period, there was no attack from the minions of the evil god, and the people who had suffered from the war had some respite.

Crown believed that if he was given ten years, he would be able to train several sixth-order transcendents.

At that time, the power gap between the new Mingjiao church and the other two old churches will be further narrowed.

The Fire Cube packed up everything and turned back into a silver sphere and returned to Crown's body.

Crown organized the previous formula and started a new round of experiments.

Two hours later, after two failures, a bottle of golden potion was produced.

This bottle of medicine is like a bottle of gas. At first glance, it is as transparent as pure water, and the crystal bottle shows a light golden glow like sunlight.

Crown collected the potion and put it into the space ring, then left the laboratory after the Fire Cube cleaned up the mess.

At the same time, he sent a message to Fujin: "Come to the main castle gate immediately."

When he walked out of the basement and arrived at the designated location, a golden bird as tall as a person was already standing upright waiting for his arrival.

"Fujin, your luck has come!"

Clown took out the potion and shook it:

"Come with me, the magic circle that will assist you in reaching the fifth level has already been prepared.

Let's go to the backyard, the sun is shining brightly, it's a good time to advance."

(End of this chapter)