The narrow stone chamber was eerily quiet.
Just then, the duration of the illumination spell ended.
In the fleeting moment between light and shadow, Yun Wei clearly saw the expression on the minor bishop's face.
It was a still, intense melancholy, as if frozen in time.
Yun Wei sighed inwardly and cast another illumination spell. "Allen, I didn't lie to you. Dilis's 'divinity' is incomplete; he has hardly ever defined himself."
He's seen pigs run before.
Having met with gods such as Kirhona and O. Oakes before, and possessing a fragment of divine essence, Yun Wei had already noticed something amiss with Dilis.
The other party hastily ignited the divine fire, so while the divine kingdom and divine status remain, the divine nature is blank.
In other words, Tilis, who never believed in God and hardly devoted any energy or thought to theology, ended up becoming God.
The Lord of Glory, Dilis, was in fact a pale, empty god devoid of any substance.
In this way, it becomes clear why the opponent's divine power was so weak that even the fallen Blood Lord could not withstand it, and why the opponent's divine power would cause the infected people corrupted by the abyss to boil faster.
As Tilis said, only Allen truly believed in him.
So now we have the answer to why Joshua's complexion had turned so pale and wan earlier.
Thinking of this, Yun Wei still said, "Allen, it's okay, this isn't your problem. I'll think of another way."
This is indeed a very troublesome thing.
Just thinking about Dilis's personality gave Yun Wei a headache. Perhaps he should ask Isa.
Since the two had once shared similar views, he could only place his hopes on Isaac.
If all else fails, how about we try beating him up?
They couldn't just stand by and watch Dilis die...
Just as he was getting more and more carried away by his thoughts, Allen suddenly spoke up: "No, you can't help him."
Yun Wei looked up in surprise. "Hmm?"
All he saw was the little bishop's amber eyes reflecting the radiance of the orb, as if a sacred fire were burning brightly within them.
"Forgive my bluntness, Yun Wei, but none of you can help him." Allen shook his head, then staggered to his knees beside the prayer mat. "I'm sorry, there's no time to explain. I'm going to start praying now."
He opened the incense box, scooped out some myrrh haphazardly, lit it with a tinderbox, and began to pray with his hands clasped together.
Yun Wei saw that, in the other party's panic, expensive spice crystals had been scattered haphazardly on the table, while the inscription engraved on the surface of the box containing myrrh read:
"suffering".
In his world, myrrh also seems to symbolize the suffering of the divine child, ranking alongside gold and frankincense.
A rich aroma wafted up, and he twitched his nose, only to discover that there was indeed a faint bitterness hidden in the medicinal fragrance.
He was preparing to quietly take his leave when a violent shock suddenly struck his soul.
Clearly, someone is quite dissatisfied at this moment and wants to break through his barrier.
Even if he thought about it with his bare hands, he knew exactly who that impulsive and reckless bastard was.
So, is he also part of their game?
Yun Wei couldn't help but grind his back teeth.
He strengthened the barrier without changing his expression, but said to Allen, "So Allen, you still like Dilis after all."
However, the minor bishop seemed not to hear him; he simply picked up the crucifix on the table and then put it down again.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” After finishing a prayer, Allen’s ears turned red. “I just want that guy to live.”
He is actually very easily satisfied.
However, the impact at the barrier became even more intense, so intense that Yun Wei suspected that Dilis had bipolar disorder.
He reluctantly removed the barrier.
At that moment, Allen suddenly said, "If he is even more handsome than His Majesty Joshua, I will consider it."
Ah, so this exceptionally devout saint in front of me is actually a blatant sucker for good looks?
Thinking of this, Yun Wei was stunned.
Dilis, who had flashed into the room as soon as the barrier disappeared, was also stunned.
Allen, noticing that there was suddenly someone else in the room, widened his eyes in surprise.
The three people looked at each other, but Yun Wei felt completely superfluous.
With the illumination spell above his head, he really looked like a human-shaped lamp.
He was completely baffled and could only think to himself that theology was indeed something even more incomprehensible than magic.
However, Dilis glared at him fiercely, clearly indicating that he should leave.
Yun Wei was a man of good judgment, but that didn't stop him from making a mental note of the other party's actions.
He coughed lightly and said to the humiliated and indignant Allen, "Anyway, Allen, if you need any help, just let me know."
The other person was clearly still confused and just nodded blankly.
Yun Wei then looked at Dilis and asked with a forced smile, "Thanks to the protection of the Lord of Glory! Your Majesty the Great Pope, may my humble territory of Reston apply for a squad of Glory Knights to be stationed here?"
Dilis waved his hand impatiently and said listlessly, "I'll talk to Nicholas. You can allocate all the resources of the Red Moon Kingdom as you see fit."
He was being incredibly generous.
This instantly killed Yun Wei's interest, who had originally planned to extort money from the other party.
And so, the magician, who had inexplicably achieved his predetermined goal, left completely bewildered.
In the dark room, the minor bishop and his god gazed at each other quietly.
After a long silence, Allen suddenly said, "Dilis, you're being incredibly rude. How could you speak to Yun Wei like that!"
"Huh? He doesn't mind. Besides, this is my true self." Dilis swaggered over to the other side, sat down, and said, propping his chin up with his hand, "If you're not satisfied, then teach me."
Looking at Dilis in front of him, who was wearing the same skin but seemed like a completely different person, Allen felt extremely complicated.
He straightened his expression and said, "Stop joking around, let's get down to business. If I always believe in you, will you never..."
He simply couldn't say that word.
But Dilis, sitting opposite him, stared intently at him. It was a truly perplexing situation; they were essentially the same person, yet the other's expression had changed.
She went from having an endearing appearance to a very aggressive one.
“That is indeed the case, but I have suddenly changed my mind.” Dilis stared intently at the adorable little bishop, raising an eyebrow. “Although I have come here, the sins of this body are completely irreparable.”
"Therefore, a grand trial needs to be prepared."
“My dearest believer, I need you to personally carry out the burning at the stake.”
Allen was completely stunned. "I...I don't understand what you mean."
Following the other person's tone, he couldn't avoid using honorifics.
He felt that if things continued like this, he would also develop a mental breakdown like the other person.
"Though it sounds arrogant to say so, my handsome appearance far surpasses this one." Dilis suddenly leaned closer to the minor bishop across the table. "Didn't you want to sleep with me? When my true form descends into this world, I can fulfill your wish."
He spoke with exceptional sincerity.
Indifferent, detached gray eyes faithfully reflected the dejected man on the other side.
However, the slender little bishop suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Dilis's collar tightly.
"Bastard...bastard!" Allen cursed angrily.
This is probably the first swear word he has ever uttered since birth.
Although his chest was burning with intense heat, he, who had once sworn never to shed a tear for anyone else, was now shedding tears, leaving Dilis completely dumbfounded.
The teardrops dripping onto the stove made a sizzling sound, adding a touch of saltiness to the rich, bitter fragrance.
But what the other party said next was truly a sharp sword that pierced the heart and lungs of the Lord of Light.
"I...I really like you!"
"Dilis, you really are a complete bastard!"
The minor bishop lowered his head and announced in an unusually loud voice.
Dilis, who had always been in complete control, was utterly stunned this time.
For some reason, he suddenly became incredibly flustered when he looked at the young bishop who refused to look at him.
He had an almost instinctive intuition that if he didn't do something soon, he might really regret it for the rest of his life.
If that's all he's aware of...
For some reason, he suddenly remembered Yun Wei's words.
It is said that the author of this quote was a young lady from the Rose family, who was also the younger sister of his rival.
Damn it!
What kind of enlightenment does he still need?!
The man, who had long since become a god, had eyes that had become incredibly dark. In the end, he grabbed the little bishop's chin and kissed him forcefully yet tenderly.
...
Yun Wei yawned listlessly.
He was already having a terrible headache, and he never expected that things would be resolved so smoothly.
He looked up at the sky.
The Nine Peaks are adorned with vibrant colors, and spirits arrive like clouds.
The seemingly pure white clouds that had previously surged in and obscured the sky had silently dispersed, leaving only the vast and clear sky.
To be honest, he hadn't slept with Isaac for many days.
It's been four days now.
Even excluding the two days I was unconscious, it's still been two days.
In a rare moment of relaxation, he suddenly longed for the other person's warm yet firm embrace.
He once thought he wasn't a lustful person, but now it seems that conclusion was too arbitrary.
He is probably at the other end of the spectrum, with completely opposite answers.
He was addicted to Isaac.
There's nothing to be ashamed of in admitting it; as long as he and Isaac get along well, there's absolutely no problem.
Having made up his mind, the bouncy magician couldn't help but quicken his pace to see his beloved.
But when Yun Wei passed through the central courtyard, he suddenly stopped.
Beside the overturned wheelbarrow lay scattered straw, and on the pile of straw lay a penitent monk with a pained expression.
The other person had a square forehead and a thick braid at the back of their head. Even though they were covered in dirt, they still held the manuscript beneath them firmly.
Whether in the Eastern Continent or the Western Continent, in this era, paper is a more valuable commodity than gold.
Yun Wei stopped for her precisely because he saw the illustrations on the manuscript.
There are both hastily drawn star charts and many standard triangles and circles, as well as various formulas and calculations.
"Your Excellency, I am Grand Duke Yun Wei of the Icebird Flower Territory, the lord of Reston Territory in the distant Eastern Continent. May I ask your name?"
He couldn't help but ask.
When he noticed the resemblance to teenagers in Dilis, he immediately remembered a crucial question he had overlooked—
That is, the education of the young people.
Moreover, he himself happens to be reading Xunzi recently.
Xunzi was a great Confucian scholar in the late Warring States period. He was also the teacher of Han Feizi and Li Si, who had served as the principal of the Jixia Academy.
It is important to understand that in the late stage of the Hundred Schools of Thought, to stand out among the many stars in the night sky, one must learn from the strengths of all schools of thought, integrate and critically inherit various doctrines.
Xunzi was such a synthesizer.
The first chapter in Xunzi is called "Exhortation to Learning".
"Learning should never stop..."
"A fine steed can't leap ten steps in one bound; a slow horse can travel ten times the distance if it perseveres..."
He spoke earnestly and patiently, which was actually a form of gentle persuasion.
His earnest teachings almost brought tears to the eyes of a fierce tiger.
Learning is truly the most important thing in the world!
This is also a small regret that Yun Wei keeps buried deep in his heart.
He didn't want his people to grow up to be like him, uneducated and blind.
His vision was good, but he couldn't find good teachers.
In the present-day continent of Zhuyuan, apart from the magic and martial arts academies that require talent, there are only theological academies that teach theology and scholastic philosophy.
If we were to train students to be bookworms and fanatical believers who only have faith in God, it would be nothing more than adding insult to injury.
That is why, when he discovered this talented individual, who seemed to have made significant achievements in mathematics, astronomy, and even physics, in this monastery filled with ascetics and fanatics, one can imagine his excitement.
But the half-lying monk was still clutching his stomach.
The other person just stared at him warily without answering.
Seeing that the other cultivators nearby were looking at him, Yun Wei sighed and prepared to turn around and leave.
He secretly suspected that the other party might be a fanatical follower of Dilis, in which case his invitation would be completely meaningless.
Unlike the ascetic monks who cultivate their minds through farming and studying, the fanatics were far too fanatical.
They did no work at all; their entire lives were spent either reciting and copying scriptures or fighting against "the enemies of God."
He was a stranger in appearance and did not believe in his uncle.
In fact, he himself is the infamous "enemy of God".
In any case, it was indeed not advisable for him to linger in this monastery filled with fanatics.
But at that very moment, a monk suddenly stood up excitedly, "Ah! The Lord of Light protects us! It's him, the Messiah of Love!"
The other person pointed at him and called out with great enthusiasm.
Messiah is Messiah, but what the hell is this "Messiah of Love"?
Having already heard this strange title from Allen once, Yun Wei sensed something was wrong. Just as he was about to flee, the other party ripped off the canvas in front of him.
The necromancer had excellent eyesight, but when he saw himself reflected on the other person's easel, his expression became quite subtle.
It's not that they look completely different, but rather that they are like two completely different people.
Although you can tell that the hair is black, the face is blurred out using a mosaic style.
His features were not even as clear as those of the Abyss Apostles standing beside him, who were baring their teeth and claws!
He seriously suspected that if any member of the Azure race stepped into the monastery today, they would be forcibly identified as... something like that...
Ugh, that's too cheesy, he just can't bring himself to say it.
Seeing that a large number of ascetics around him had knelt down, Yun Wei quickly slapped his thigh and began to manipulate the levitation technique.
Just as he was about to stand up, he heard the woman beside him, who was half-sitting up, speak, "My lord, my name is Hildegard."
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei quickly dispelled the wind element between his fingers.
He said briefly, "Very well, Hildergard. I would like to invite you to my territory. I will provide you with food, lodging, and sacrificial supplies, but you will need to teach the children of my territory three days a week."
Hildegard silently straightened her braid at the back of her neck, and was about to speak when Yun Wei quickly added, "I have a close relationship with Bishop Allen, and you can often see him even in Reston Territory."
Even the Lord of Light, Dilis, himself. He added silently to himself.
Hildegard opened her mouth in surprise, about to interject, but Yun Wei immediately continued the conversation.
The archmage's chanting was destined to be uninterrupted by anyone.
"Although the place is remote and barren, the people under my rule are generally friendly." Fearing rejection, Yun Wei, without any instruction, began to paint a rosy picture.
"Moreover, I am a magician myself and am very interested in the knowledge you are researching. If you are willing to share, I will unconditionally sponsor your publication and even apply to Her Majesty the Queen for a royal distribution license."
After saying all that in one breath, Yun Wei finally shut up.
He had never invited anyone to his territory before, so he was a little apprehensive.
He realized belatedly that he had indeed overdone it and appeared too suspicious.
Although he was filled with regret, he calmly looked at the woman kneeling on the haystack and quietly waited for her answer.
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