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Chapter 442

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Sawyer's pupils shrank, and she was silent for a moment. Lin Sheng's reaction caught her off guard, and her disguise was almost exposed.

Yes, she did try her best to get Elvia, a high-ranking member of the Holy Sanctum, to speak up for her, so that she could enter the eyes of the higher-ups.

But she did not expect Seagal to see through her the moment they met.

"You must be joking," she retorted after a moment.

"There's no need for a rebuttal. I don't care what your purpose is. About the giant arm that just appeared, can your sealing ability seal it? "Lin Sheng only cared about the result.

"If the Holy Sanctum fully cooperates, and finds at least five others with the same sealed bloodline as me, then it might be possible," Sawyer replied.

"Price?"

"Using all the blood we can use, and then we need to rest for at least a year," Sawyer replied.

"Understood. Can you write down the specific steps and process needed?"

"Of course."

The conversation was very transparent at this point.

Lin Sheng did not delay, and immediately sent Sawyer back to continue his previous work.

As for himself, he began to prepare to step into the fifth Darkspirit Cavern.

This was the last of the caverns that he could find. Because the fourth cavern had been massacred by the Dark Lord for many years, there was no way to find the ancient books left behind.

So Lin Sheng basically found the clues in the other Darkspirit Caverns.

It was just that this cavern was a little far away, and it would take a long time to prepare.

Previously, Lin Sheng did not intend to go there. After all, the four Darkspirit Caverns were enough for him to devour dark spirit beads every day, and to gather his subordinates.

But just yesterday, the huge black arm that connected the sky and the earth had stimulated him.

In this chaotic and dangerous era, the outside world changed with each passing day. Once one stopped progressing, one would be surpassed by others. Then one would be caught up, overtaken, and eventually defeated.

So, devouring more dark spirits, achieving a larger soul form, and using it to summon stronger beings. Increasing his strength.

This was what Lin Sheng wanted to achieve.

As for the giant arm, if it did not provoke him, then he would mind his own business.

Lin Sheng never had the mentality of a savior, and could not be bothered with other people's business.





Xylond.

Adolf sat on the bench of the Sanctum headquarters with a pious expression, closing his eyes and praying to the Holy Light in his heart.

On the prayer platform, a tall figure wearing a full-length robe suddenly stopped guiding everyone.

"Alright, today's prayer ends here," the figure said in a deep voice.

"It's already over? Isn't this too fast?"

"I feel that it's too fast, and every time, it takes a long time to select the people to enter the Sanctum Headquarters to pray."

"But we pay so much every time …"

A group of non-staff members who came to pray began to complain, feeling that it was not worth it.

They were rich people from all over Xylond who had spent a lot of money to come here to pray. They came here to get close to the purification field of the Holy Sanctum. In this way, he could achieve the goal of purifying his own ailments.

Adolf turned a deaf ear to the voices around him and continued to pray with his eyes closed. Until the others left one after another.

Soon, he was the only one left on the scene.

However, no one knew that the old voice from before was still echoing in his ears from time to time.

"What are you going to do? The Hand of the Underworld had appeared, and the Evil Pantheon would soon descend. What is about to descend is only the Vanguard Evil Spirit, Faldt. But this is no longer something that the human realm can handle. Be it the three Hidden Realms or other organizations, they are far from being a match for Faldt. "

The old man who claimed to be the Sage of the Astral Mere continued to speak in Adolf's ears.

Adolf did not say a word as he prayed until the end as usual, and then practiced his Saint power until the sun was about to set before he got up and returned home.

Under the curtain of the night, under the illumination of the lonely street lights.

He slowly walked on the way back.

"In fact, not to mention the Vanguard Faldt of the Dark Pantheon, even the power of the Sevenlocks Tower. It is not something you can resist. Have you decided to stay and fight alongside the Holy Sanctum? Perhaps hiding in the Astral Mere and avoiding the corruption of the dark forces is your best choice. "The sage spoke again.

Adolf did not say a word. He still walked slowly as if he did not hear anything.

"The power of darkness is irresistible, and it is not something that a single organization or a single Hidden Realm can compare to. In fact, you have no other choice. Isn't that so? "The sage said calmly.

"Yes … I really have no other choice." Adolf finally stopped and stood under a streetlight.

"I just want to enjoy the good times I have left in the Holy Sanctum." His face was calm as a clear realization began to surface.

"So, will you choose to hide, or find another wielder of the Sacred Relic of Destiny?" The sage asked. "If you choose to search, then I will provide you with help and guidance."

"Then find someone else." Adolf said faintly.

"As you wish." The sage could not help but smile as he replied.

He was not wrong.

In times of crisis, it was the easiest to see a person's nature.

The reason why he chose Adolf was that among all the wielder of the Sacred Relic of Destiny, Adolf was the most likely to become the convergence force.

After thinking it through, Adolf made his final decision.

He did not want to drag the Holy Sanctum into this. According to the sage, the dark forces were huge, and far beyond what the Sevenlocks Tower could compare to.

So, his only choice was to leave.

Leave the place where he was born and grew up.

As much as he was reluctant, there was no other way.

Adolf lifted his feet and continued to move forward, leaving the area illuminated by the streetlight.

"Adolf." Suddenly, a voice called from behind him.

In the darkness behind him, a lazy figure appeared out of nowhere.

It was the Night Lord.

He was out for a stroll!

The Night Lord, who rarely left the Holy Sanctum headquarters after prayers, was out for a stroll?

Adolf's eyes widened, and for a moment, he did not know how to react.

The Night Lord was wearing a set of pink bear pajamas that he had gotten from god knows where. He had a skewer in his mouth and was wearing flip-flops on his big feet. Under the illumination of the street lights, he appeared before the Night Lord.

"Good evening, Your Highness." Adolf bowed slightly.

"Adolf." The Night Lord's handsome face had a rare solemn look. "There is something on your mind. What you need is not prayers. You need to make a decision. "

"Yes, Your Highness," Adolf replied.

"You must remember, no matter what decision you make. The Holy Sanctum is behind you, and your teacher is behind you. Don't be afraid. "The Night Lord reminded him.

"Thank you for the reminder." Adolf was silent for a moment, and bowed slightly as he walked past the Night Lord.

The Night Lord's words made him even more determined to not drag the Holy Sanctum into this.

He could not afford to delay any longer. He had to get out of here as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would attract the Dark Pantheon's attack. By then, it would be too late for regrets.

The two walked past each other. Adolf unconsciously quickened his pace, and hurried back to his home.

"Adolf …" The Night Lord's voice came from behind him again.

"Your Highness, please help me tell Teacher. Tell him not to worry, I will not let him down. "Adolf did not even turn his head as he said firmly.

"…" The Night Lord did not answer. He just turned around and watched Adolf leave quickly.

He could see that Adolf was a little out of sorts when he was praying.

After that, he would run out to see what had happened to the little guy.

But what he did not expect was … Adolf seemed to have the intention to leave.

"All of them have grown up …" He sighed.

Since Adolf had made his own decision. Then all he could do was to trust him.

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