Chapter 52: Son of the Dark Temple
The solemn statue stood quietly in the center of the temple. As the darkness faded, the illogical and strange feeling disappeared, and the confusing obscure words turned back into a cold statue.
Chen Shuang sorted out the papers covered with handwriting and placed the thick stack of passages to be memorized on the high platform next to the statue for easy access next time.
She rubbed her forehead, her mind still filled with various incorrectly recited sentences.
I really want to draw a cross on the face of the statue.
Chen Shuang: “Huh.”
In order to save his boss's precarious reputation, the merciful priest finally did not take action.
Chen Shuang: Next time, I’ll increase the dosage. Cough, and continue to advance the advanced teaching tasks.
Before I knew it, it was already early morning.
Chen Shuang packed up simply and sat in the reception room next to the hall to eat breakfast.
Breakfast is a simple rice porridge, served with fish fillets fried until golden on both sides. The stomach feels warm, and the comfort spreads to every part of the body with the warmth, completely awakening the whole body.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The angel who went out early and came back late came down from upstairs. When he saw Chen Shuang, he paused and said, "You're back."
"Yeah," Chen Shuang put down the bowl and nodded: "Have you not been in the temple recently?"
This is the first time I have seen an angel since I came back.
The angel hummed, "I'm not very good with demons. Let's go out and get some fresh air."
In the past, when dealing with creatures like the Abyss Demons, the cold-blooded angels, who were known as combat weapons, would simply pierce their bodies with swords.
Cunning, hypocritical, dirty.
This is the fixed impression that angels have of demons, and it is also the reason why many creatures hate demons.
Even if this creature, which is surrounded by negative rumors, appears easy-going on the surface, it can inadvertently reveal its bloodthirsty fangs and bite off the throat of someone nearby.
The angel said seriously, "I'm trying my best to control myself."
He thought for a moment and said, "Since that demon came, I've only fought him five times. I was very restrained."
Chen Shuang: “…”
It seemed like the demon hadn't been here for even five days.
"Don't worry, I know my limits," the angel said. "I'll be careful not to pierce his throat or heart."
Chen Shuang: So other parts of the body can be pierced.
It feels even worse.
"Good morning, Master Priest."
The devil's upright and steady voice came from upstairs. Chen Shuang looked up and saw a refined and elegant gentleman.
The butler, who arrived at work on time early in the morning, tidied his clothes. The exquisitely tailored black tuxedo complemented his slender figure, and the bow tie was meticulously folded and placed into his neat clothes.
If it weren't for the pair of broad bat wings behind him, he might be mistaken for a majestic and powerful figure among the nobility.
Chen Shuang glanced at the angel who suddenly stopped talking and felt that the atmosphere was beginning to become tense.
Speaking of which, these two got up so early, aren’t they really going to have a fight?
She looked at the demon again and softened her tone, "Good morning, Yinwen, are you going out?"
The demon shook his head, hinting, "I am not a warlike creature."
He thought of something, and his tone suddenly became full of enthusiasm: "As a housekeeper, it is my duty to get up early and arrange things."
The devil suddenly looked at Chen Shuang, his eyes burning and full of anticipation.
Chen Shuang: I seem to know who he is targeting.
The moment before the housekeeper opened her mouth, she decisively handed Angel a new box of porridge for breakfast, then pulled up his sleeve and walked towards the door.
"Sorry, I have to go out for a while. Excuse me, butler." She turned back to look at the angel: "Didn't you say you wanted to go out for some fresh air? Me too, come along."
"etc."
The angel's voice sounded in her ears, and Shen Shuang's heart suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked up and only saw the angel's profile looking back.
"priest……"
His voice was light, and he raised the porridge box in his hand seriously under Shen Shuang's sight and reminded her: "And my fish nuggets."
Chen Shuang, who almost thought a fight was about to break out, said: "..."
She quickly picked up the box of fish fillets on the table and handed it to the expectant angel, receiving a look that didn't fluctuate much but did soften.
Oh, it's the look of an angel looking at a piece of fish.
After pulling the angel away from the devil's sight, Shen Shuang felt the air around her become lighter.
The former sword-wielding angel savored his breakfast leisurely, and even his demeanor softened a lot.
It seems like it really likes eating human food.
"This is for you," Chen Shuang took out the incomplete source of light obtained in the ancient battlefield and handed the round ball to the angel.
She looked at the angel: "I think you should be more familiar with this thing."
"The crystallization of the power of the God of Light." The angel temporarily put down his beloved fish and took the small ball. He thought for a moment, "It's too small. If you want to bless the floating inscription with power, it may not be able to do it."
The angel said, "The floating device at the bottom of the temple is blessed by the core and assisted by divine power. At the same time, the surrounding light is constantly absorbed and transformed by the device."
All these factors combined to create a huge kingdom of light.
He concluded: "If you want to build a building of the same level, you need to at least create a dark floating inscription of the same level, as well as a transformation device."
Therefore, the use of light-related alchemical items in the Lost Land is obviously very limited. The dense darkness around cannot be absorbed and transformed, which greatly reduces the efficiency and ability of taking off.
"I see," Chen Shuang thought thoughtfully, "It seems the dwarves will have to work hard."
The angel looked at the dazzling white light in his palm, lowered his eyes and said, "Actually, this damaged origin can still be used."
He held the light in his hand. The heavy force that seemed to be of the same origin but was actually different tightly wrapped the small ball. The escaping light vibrated violently, but was forcibly imprisoned and could not escape the cage of the angel's palm.
With the angel's deliberate guidance, the vibration of the small sphere slowly subsided, and a force that was completely different from before suddenly emerged.
That is the breath of darkness.
The angel returned the small ball to Chen Shuang: "It has fallen, but I prefer to call it a rebirth."
The angel said, "If the research on the dark levitation device is successful, it will come in handy."
*
Actually, it didn’t take long.
Thanks to the dwarves' tireless efforts, a dark levitation device of the same specifications was developed.
The dwarf lady, with dark circles under her eyes, came running over with the blueprints in hand, excitedly saying, "Look, sir! We succeeded. While it's not as good as the original device, we've figured out its core energy absorption problem."
When it comes to alchemy, these adorable little people always seem professional and authoritative. She tapped her head and said, "The black ball you gave me last time has already been embedded as the core, but it's still a little lacking."
"The initial driving force required is enormous. Only after successfully reaching the preset height can it begin to automatically absorb the surrounding dark forces."
She lowered her head in annoyance, and even the crest on her head drooped. When she thought about not being able to drive the device, the excitement of her successful research immediately dissipated.
The dwarf lady said sadly, "We are unworthy of your trust. Our limited skills are no longer able to fulfill your trust..."
"No."
Chen Shuang still maintained the most sincere respect for the dwarfs' spirit of craftsmanship: "Your alchemical skills are enough to shock the entire continent, and so is your spirit of pursuing ultimate craftsmanship. But sometimes promoting something doesn't rely entirely on the creator."
She pulled up a small advertisement for a gas station and said slowly, "Maybe just some simple external force is all that's needed."
【You have recharged 399 magic crystals】
【Congratulations, your power recharge is successful】
[What?! This alchemical item is incredibly powerful, but still a bit weak. Don't worry, 399 will give you super-powerful power. Don't miss out if you don't buy it...]
Chen Shuang closed the psoriasis advertisement with a snap and scrolled directly to the bottom.
[Alchemical item detected, being powerfully amplified]
The second after the powerful amplification was successful, the huge temple began to shake visibly.
Chen Shuang shielded the light with her hands, squinted her eyes slightly, and watched the temple fly away with relief.
“It worked.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark temple, which had been rising steadily, rushed upwards as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It even flew crookedly for a while on the way, looking like a staggering drunkard.
Chen Shuang: “…”
Fortunately, I didn't stay there.
A message suddenly popped up at the power refueling station on the system page.
[Oh, my waist and legs ache, I feel listless, as if I'm drained. Is my energy overdrawn? I want to replenish my energy. I don't want 599, I don't want 399, just 199. It's good for it, and it's good for you.]
Chen Shuang: And you said you are not a scam advertisement.
Fortunately, the size of the magic ant army has expanded, and this amount of magic crystals can still be taken out. After Chen Shuang recharged the money and saw that the temple began to float normally, he decisively opened the system report page, detailed the 300-word report content, and reported it with one click.
[Accepted, returning magic crystals]
147, which was forced to pop up the small advertisement, quickly handled the report and even returned an extra 100 magic crystals, which seemed to be forcibly taken out of the gas station's pocket.
The system, which had just beaten up the electronic little brother, said calmly.
【Mental Damage Compensation】
Chen Shuang: "Thank you."
I seemed to hear some strange electronic life-saving sounds just now.
When the temple disappeared into the thick clouds in the sky, and even the naked eye could no longer distinguish its location, Chen Shuang realized belatedly: "How do we get up?"
Although the Floating Iris Corridor is still built between the ground and the temple, you will probably die suddenly if you run up there every day.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
[You have upgraded the Dark Temple to standard specifications]
[Congratulations, you have unlocked the achievement "I'm afraid of heights"]
[Congratulations, you have obtained "Upgrade and Expansion Card" x1]
A square card with golden light descended from the sky and slowly rotated in front of Shen Shuang's eyes. The words "expansion" were specially marked on it, and the bright golden edges around it shone brightly.
Chen Shuang didn't hesitate and reached out to click "Expand".
Congratulations! Your [Moonlight Garden] [Café] [Academy Buildings] [Shadowless Corridor] [Teleportation Array Built] expansion has been successful.
[Congratulations, the current building upgrade is complete]
[Faction Stability +5000]
Shen Shuang blinked.
Even the teleportation array that she asked the dwarves to build was expanded into it, making it worthy of being an expansion card with its own special effects.
This was the first time she witnessed the expansion in person.
The ground beneath my feet was suddenly shrouded in an illusory dark corridor. Every step forward was a different maze, as if I were trapped in a vortex from which I could never escape.
This feeling lasted only a moment for her. When she took half a step forward, the corridor had already verified her identity and automatically lifted the blocking function.
Chen Shuang looked back and saw that it was still an empty field with no trace of the corridor, but perhaps it would be different if a stranger came.
Thinking of the countless mazes stacked on top of each other, she casually thought: Even if a god came, this corridor seemed to be able to block one or two.
She lifted her foot and continued walking forward.
Also check out the buildings in other places.
*
"Something appeared there."
The cold and aloof Holy Son, who was sitting on the church, raised his eyes slightly, and looked towards the unknown in the distance with his blue eyes. He dismissed the many believers who came forward, and walked out the door dragging his white robe.
The bare feet stepped on the green lawn, and were inadvertently stained with brown mud, breaking the harmony and holiness.
He curled the corners of his lips: "It's really interesting."
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