Then, the people of the Gilded Kingdom surrounded the altar, and lined up neatly like stars surrounding the moon. Saint Edmund was also holding his scepter at this moment, and was walking up the stairs step by step with Zumar and Poer accompanying him. Zumar and Poer stopped when they were only one step away from the top, and stood on the left and right respectively. Edmund, on the other hand, continued to walk to the center of the altar.
After arriving at the center of the altar, Edmund first lowered his head, and seemed to be chanting something silently. He then raised the scepter in his hand high, and began to chant a long prayer, or rather an incantation.
Seeing that the people of the Gilded Kingdom had successfully begun the ritual of collecting the holy artifact, Lin Li did not feel relaxed at all. When the people of the Gilded Kingdom were preparing for the ritual, he had already carefully looked at the mageweaths on the monuments, but even with his Guru-level attainments, he could not see through 1% of the mysteries of the mageweaths.
Lin Li had always been most afraid of such power that was beyond his control, but since the people of the Gilded Kingdom had been progressing smoothly, he had no choice but to temporarily choose to wait and see. After all, he also knew how important this matter was to the people of the Gilded Kingdom, and if he interrupted them now, they would probably fall out with each other.
However, when Edmund began to chant the incantation, Lin Li suddenly felt his heart palpitate, and at the same time, he heard the murmurs that he had blocked out again. Besides, this time, the murmurs became clearer and penetrated his soul, making him almost unable to suppress the desire in his heart.
This time, Lin Li finally confirmed that the source of the murmurs was the ball of light that was surrounded by the seven monuments. Besides, even though Edmund did not say it, Lin Li could guess that the ball of light should be the Ancient God of Light, Zagar, whom the Illuminati believed in.
However, although the murmuring made Lin Li feel annoyed, that was as far as it went. Lin Li's mental strength was already far superior to that of ordinary people in the first place. Coupled with the continuous strengthening of the Evil Eye Tyrant's magical crystal, as well as the tempering of the magical crystal that controlled the Sky Castle, his mental strength had become even more powerful.
The strength of one's mental strength would bring about the stability of one's willpower. The ancient God of Light had been suppressed by the Immortal King for thousands of years, and it was almost impossible for him to affect Lin Li with his murmurs. Hence, although Lin Li became more vigilant, he did not immediately leave with his team.
At this moment, the ritual in the Gilded Kingdom was being carried out in an orderly manner. Saint Edmund raised his scepter high, and the incantation he chanted became louder and louder. His body even trembled slightly, and it seemed that he had devoted all his power to the ritual.
Elder Zumar and High Priest Poer stood nervously on the steps of the altar, gripping their staffs so tightly that their knuckles turned pale. As for those people below the altar, they all stared at the mysterious sacred object without blinking. It was as if as long as they stared at it, the ceremony would be completed smoothly.
Surrounded by the seven monuments, the huge ball of light that represented the ancient God of Light pulsed faster and faster as the ritual of the Gilded Kingdom proceeded. Originally, the pulsation of the ball of light would only occur once every few minutes, but now, it was as fast as a person's heartbeat after intense exercise. It was precisely such a change that made the hearts of the people of the Gilded Kingdom rise to their throats, for fear that they would accidentally release the ancient God of Light.
However, the ancient God of Light would obviously not break free so easily. Just as the frequency of the pulsation reached a limit, the surrounding seven monuments suddenly changed. The huge magical crystals embedded in the bases of the seven monuments quickly lit up one by one. Next, a wave of mana quickly climbed up the monuments along the magic path of the mageweaths, causing the mageweaths engraved on the monuments to flicker rapidly. They also emitted a powerful and indescribable majesty.
At the same time, rays of light that were like lightning blasted towards the ancient God of Light in the barrier formed by the seven monuments. Each ray of light that landed would cause the ball of light of the ancient God of Light to pulsate a little slower, just like how a beast tamer would whip a disobedient beast.
At this moment, the ritual of the Gilded Kingdom had already entered a critical juncture. A pillar of light descended from the sky, and landed directly on the barrier of the seven monuments. The barrier that could suppress the ancient gods did not obstruct the pillar of light at all, and allowed it to go straight in, covering the holy artifact of the Illuminati that was floating in midair. Next, under Edmund's continuous summoning, the holy artifact of the Illuminati slowly flew out of the barrier along the pillar of light that descended from the sky.
Seemingly sensing the aura outside, the ball of light that the ancient God of Light had transformed into immediately began to struggle again after being taught a lesson by the power of the seven monuments. It wanted to go out of the pillar of light together with the holy artifact. However, the seven monuments did not stand on ceremony with him at all. Countless rays of light immediately shot out from the void, blasting the ball of light until it was constantly twisting like dough.
Just like that, the ancient God of Light was suppressed by the power of the seven monuments, while the holy artifact of the Illuminati was getting closer and closer to the top of the barrier along the pillar of light. Seeing this scene, the people of the Gilded Kingdom, be it Edmund, Zumar, or the others, could not help but heave a sigh of relief. As long as they could successfully obtain the holy artifact, it would not be difficult to resurrect Lord Aquilo, and their mission this time would be completed successfully.
However, at this moment, High Priest Poer, who was originally waiting on the steps, suddenly strode towards the altar. Elder Zumar, who was waiting with Poer, was a little dumbfounded by Poer's actions. When he snapped back to his senses, he wanted to stop Poer, but he suddenly felt an irresistible force that blasted him away.
Elder Zumar was a high-level Sanctuary powerhouse, and even if his strength was not enough to contend with a powerhouse who was at the peak of the Sanctuary-realm, he should not have been blasted away. However, the incredible thing had happened just like that, and the one who attacked was High Priest Poer, who was originally the weakest.
While Poer blasted Elder Zumar away, he did not stop at all, and arrived in front of Saint Edmund in just a few steps. Immediately afterwards, he pointed the staff in his hand, and a rotating ball of light appeared instantly, pulling the Power of Light in the space, almost forming a huge vortex of light that blasted towards Edmund.
Normally, given Edmund's strength, an attack of such a level would not be able to hurt him at all. However, things were different now. He had already devoted most of his power to hosting the ritual, so he did not have any spare energy to guard against his own people. At this moment, the ritual had reached the most critical juncture, and he could not even bear to be disturbed, let alone be attacked.
Faced with High Priest Poer's sudden attack, Edmund did not even have the slightest ability to resist, and was blasted off the altar. This time, Edmund was severely injured, not just physically. Due to the disruption of the ritual, his mental strength had also suffered a huge backlash, and it would take some time for him to recover.
After blasting Edmund off the altar, High Priest Poer took two steps forward, and stood where Edmund was just now. At the same time, he raised the staff in his hand high. The ritual was already at the final moment, and High Priest Poer did not even need to recite the incantations. He simply replaced Edmund's mental strength with his, and everything was in his hands.
It was only then that the people below the altar realized what was happening up there. However, apart from a group of people who immediately went to check on Edmund's condition, no one else dared to rush to the altar. Firstly, they knew that they were not strong enough, and secondly, they could not figure out what was going on.
After all, to these people, be it Saint Edmund or High Priest Poer, they could not afford to offend them. Besides, they were not all from the Illuminati in the first place, and most of them were from the Gilded Kingdom. They were High Priest Poer's direct subordinates, so they dared not act recklessly.
Elder Zumar, who had been blasted away, was relatively uninjured. Hence, he immediately flew back to the altar in a bid to attack High Priest Poer. However, he was still a step too late. Just as he was about to approach the altar, the holy artifact in the barrier had already flown out of the pillar of light, and landed in High Priest Poer's hands.
"Poer, what are you doing!?" Elder Zumar simply couldn't believe it. He had already overcome the difficulties of the Titan and the Radiant-winged Giant Python, and yet the accident happened to his own people!
High Priest Poer raised his hand to catch the holy artifact that was flying towards him, and in the instant that he caught it, his entire body was immediately shrouded in endless light, and an incomparably massive mana wave surged out of the light like a tidal wave. Immediately afterwards, about two or three seconds later, the light that shrouded his body suddenly converged into a pair of large phantoms of light wings that exuded a faint divine might.
Clearly, at this moment, High Priest Poer had already completely mastered the holy artifact. He did not immediately respond to Elder Zumar, and instead flapped the phantoms of light wings in the void, causing layers of spatial ripples to spread in all directions. He then raised the holy artifact up high and laughed out loud.
"Poer, are you crazy!? Do you know what you're doing!? " Elder Zumar was already close to High Priest Poer, but he was swept away by the spatial ripples, and was pushed back far away without any resistance at all.
At this moment, Poer seemed to have finally snapped out of the ecstasy of success, and with a hint of arrogance on his face, he said in disdain, "Crazy? Of course I'm not crazy, I know very well what I'm doing. I've been following you all the way here for this moment, and now it's finally time to reap the rewards! "
"What are you talking about? Our mission is to resurrect Lord Aquilo with the holy artifact. What are you doing this for!?" Zumar couldn't believe his ears. It sounded like Poer had been planning to do such a thing from the beginning. In that case, Poer was too terrifying.
"For what? The Illuminati has long dominated the Gilded Kingdom. What do you treat the kingdom as? A tool, a slave? The kingdom wants to develop towards the mainland, but what have you done? Not only are you unwilling to contribute, but you even negotiated a peace agreement with the forces of the Breezy Plains. If this goes on, the kingdom will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later! " High Priest Poer seemed to have vented all the resentment that he had accumulated for many years, and he seemed to be a little hysterical.
High Priest Poer's words immediately infuriated Elder Zumar. Without the Illuminati, how could the Gilded Kingdom have a foothold in the Endless Ocean and developed to such an extent? During the Dark Age, there were High Elves on the mainland, and the Sea Clan in the depths of the Endless Ocean. If it weren't for the Illuminati, the Gilded Kingdom would have long been devoured.
"You're simply full of nonsense. In the history of the Gilded Kingdom, the Illuminati has resisted many invasions from powerful enemies and resolved many crises for the kingdom. Let's not talk about the siege of the marine beasts. Back then, the High Elves and the Sea Clan had launched an invasion against the kingdom. Didn't the Illuminati pay a huge price to keep them out of the kingdom!? As the high priest of the kingdom, you can't have forgotten this bit of history, can you? " Elder Zumar wanted to snatch the holy artifact, but he knew that he was no match for Poer, who had the holy artifact. Hence, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on the verbal argument, hoping that High Priest Poer would repent.
However, after hearing Elder Zumar's words, High Priest Poer sneered, and said, "Don't always make yourself sound so noble. Do you think we're all fools? Actually, everyone knows that if the High Elves or the Sea Clan occupy the kingdom, the Illuminati will have no place to stand. Anril has been ruled by the High Elves for so many years, and the humans on the mainland have yet to be exterminated. Who says that the Gilded Kingdom will definitely be destroyed by the High Elves? You said that you attacked for the kingdom, but in fact, you did it for yourselves. "
Elder Zumar was immediately rendered speechless. No one could explain this matter clearly. After all, since it had yet to happen, there were infinite possibilities. Although the invaders would suppress and enslave the people of the occupied kingdom, that was basically something that everyone could think of, and could be considered common sense. However, if someone said that the High Elves would treat the people of the Gilded Kingdom as guests of honor after ruling the Gilded Kingdom, no one could say that it was impossible. What if the High Elves went crazy?
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