"In the Holy Sanctum's theory, the human soul is divided into five major parts.
These five major parts are:
The part that represents all strength, courage, anger, hatred, madness, and so on, is called the Angel of Strength.
"The part that represents all wisdom, logic, memory, summary, rationality, and so on, is called the Angel of Wisdom.
"The part that represents all instincts, the hidden nature and desire, is called the Angel of Energy.
"The part that contains all the positive and beautiful parts of the soul, is called the Angel of Seraph.
"And finally, the part that contains all the negative and ugly parts of the soul, is called the Angel of Darkness.
"The conversion of soul power between the Angel of Seraph and the Angel of Darkness is the most efficient. As expected, there is a strong connection between the two. Perhaps beneath the five major parts, there is a deeper mysterious connection. "
Lin Sheng noted down this conjecture. This would be the next topic later.
"Now, the first thing to do is to take care of Basbo."
He picked up his phone and sent a confirmation text message to Madillan's number.
Madillan was now gradually recovering his strength, and with his body healed, his strength had returned to the pinnacle of a Four-wing Oppressor-class.
Coincidentally, when Cavendian was at the end of his rope trying to save his son, he would unintentionally reveal the effects of holy power to Cavendian.
It could heal his son and extend his life at the same time, and it did not have many requirements or restrictions on himself.
Such a sect was the perfect ideal sect of messiah.
And the only condition to obtain the holy light was to pray at the Holy Sanctum every once in a while to obtain a new Ashen Seal.
Lin Sheng began to wait.
Days passed, and it was the afternoon of the fifth day.
Cavendian went to a hotel that was arranged in advance and rented a meeting room.
Then a red-armored warrior representing Lin Sheng's will followed him in.
The recruitment went smoothly.
The Holy Sanctum did not have any restrictions or requirements on Cavendian. Lin Sheng claimed that their goal was to leave the last spark for humanity in the expanding Blacktide.
The goal of the Holy Sanctum was the Blacktide, and not any other person or force.
After demonstrating the restraining effect of Saint Power on the Blacktide, Cavendian accepted the initiation ceremony with a dubious look.
The so-called ceremony was a simple oath, and at the same time, he accepted the seed of Saint Power into his body.
The seed of Saint Power was hidden in the dark by Lin Sheng himself. After all, Cavendian was a bona fide six-winged powerhouse, one of the top powerhouses in the school.
Aside from the principal and vice-principal, Suna, he and the other four principals were the strongest.
Just as Lin Sheng had expected, Cavendian was a cautious man, and immediately wrapped the seed of holy power in his body. He did not meditate or train, and only urged the Holy Sanctum to heal his son.
Clearly, he did not believe that the Holy Power would plant the seed of Holy Power in someone else's body without any ulterior motives.
But Lin Sheng did not mind. As long as he showed the possibility of curing Basbo, Cavendian would believe him.
Just as he was planning to absorb Cavendian into the Holy Sanctum, Madillan brought him another important piece of good news.
During the Sevenlocks Tower raid, the old dean who led Baine University against the cultists, Cainphas Warren, had been resuscitated several times but to no avail.
His injuries were getting more and more serious, to the point where he was powerless to reverse the situation.
Existing medical and dark powers were no longer of much use to him.
Director Cainphas's hematopoietic function began to fail, and his brain showed signs of atrophy. All of his internal organs were showing strange signs of rejection.
Cainphas was one of the most influential figures in Baine University, second only to Suna and the two vice-chancellors. He was on the same level as Cavendian.
However, his authority and background were much greater than Cavendian's. He was also a Six-winger.
At this level, even in Carte Blanche, outside of Baine University, he would still be an elite.
And now, he was about to die from his injuries, and all kinds of treatment methods had failed.
Lin Sheng knew that his chance had come.
As long as he had this person in his hands, he would have at least half of the say in Baine University.
At that time, if he needed any resources or weapons, he would be able to get them easily.
…
…
Beep, beep, beep …
The heart monitor continuously emitted faint electronic sounds.
Located in Miga's largest city, Pangagre City, in the special ward of a first-class hospital.
The intensive care mobile system surrounded the old man lying on the bed. Needles and sensor clips, as well as dark power detection patches, were all attached to the old man's body.
Cainphas needed a quiet rest. This was the advice of the best specialist doctor.
But at this time, standing beside the bed was an old man with pale hair.
He held a hat in his hand, and looked sadly at Cainphas on the bed.
"Don't look at me like that, Madillan." Cainphas could still speak, but there was a lack of breath, and there was a clear sense of weakness.
"We have known each other for decades, Cainphas. Friends like you and me who are still alive are too few." Madillan sighed.
"What are you trying to say? When my juniors were still here, you didn't speak. Now they are gone, and you are the only one left. Just say what you want to say. "
Cainphas knew his good friend too well. He had always been one to speak without thinking.
"Do you want to live?" Madillan asked in a low voice.
"Nonsense." Cainphas was speechless. "Why? Do you have any way to prolong my life? "He vaguely guessed that Madillan had an idea.
Sure enough, Madillan nodded.
"I don't know if it will work, but it's worth a try. Instead of dying hopelessly, it's better to throw caution to the wind and give it a shot! "
Cainphas opened his mouth to speak, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.
"What are you trying to say? Just spit it out! You've been hanging on for decades, and you're still the same. Serves you right for not being able to get Misha. "
"Haha. Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now. "Madillan sneered.
"Why don't you try? I have no problem dragging a Three Winger down with me before I die. "Cainphas sneered back.
"Three Winger? Haha. " Madillan sneered again, and the dark power in his body slowly spread out, revealing the quality of an Oppressor-class dark power.
Cainphas immediately became honest. He knew very well how serious Madillan's hidden injuries and hidden dangers were.
It was precisely because of this understanding that he was stunned at this moment.
His eyes were wide open, and even his weak breathing had quickened. He stared at Madillan with a burning gaze.
"You … How did you recover? Don't tell me he went to sell his ass? "
"Are you looking for a hammer?" Madillan was furious. "Besides, what does my recovery have to do with selling my ass?"
He took a deep breath and hesitated.
He did not know what the Holy Sanctum was up to about Saint Power. He did not know what would happen if he dragged his old friend into this.
But he knew that without Saint Power, Cainphas would really be dead this time.
No matter what, he had to survive first.
He made up his mind and spoke slowly.
"Have you heard of a power called Saint Power?"
"Can it cure me?" Cainphas asked in a low voice.
"It's very likely! It just needs … a little unknown risk. "
"What risk?"
"I don't know."
"Then what's there to be afraid of?" Cainphas laughed boldly. "Let's survive first!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
