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Chapter 567

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In the Thunder Hell, inside Fernando's secret chamber …

The Life Amulet suddenly became transparent and emitted clean brilliance, and a section of bloodstained intestines wriggled, split, and grew.

It was not until an hour later that the Lord of Storm returned to his original appearance, and it was not until two hours later that his strength was gradually restored to the level of level-three legendary.

Putting on his usual red magic robe and embedding a weird artificial eye that looked like a swirl at the center of a storm into his left eye socket, Fernando finally opened the node that connected the Thunder Hell to the outside world. It was not that he did not trust Douglas, Hathaway, Lucien, and the rest of them, but it was the basic wariness of a legendary sorcerer who had lived a thousand years.

The node was opened. In no more than half a minute, the teleportation circle glowed, and Lucien appeared in the Thunder Hell.

"You're back so early?" Fernando smiled coquettishly. "I thought that you would 'celebrate' with Natasha."

Even though Lucien was used to his teacher's indecency, he blushed at this moment. "Prince Patrick was killed by the old king's order. Natasha was not in a good mood. I comforted her for a while. Later, the King of Nightmare sent the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit over. They haven't seen each other for a long time. I was worried about your recovery, so I hurried back. "

"What's there to be worried about? I can go out and fight the saints of the Church again. " Fernando revealed his storm-like aura again, before he shook his head. "It's not strange for such things to happen in the royal family. The little girl is still too ignorant."

Seeing that Lucien was so relaxed that he could even comfort Natasha in the Nekso Palace, he naturally understood that the short war was over, and the result was good. So, he was not in a hurry to ask.

Lucien still looked at Fernando worriedly. "Master, why do I feel that you're more heavily wounded than the Holy Avenger? You seem to have regressed by one level? "

It would've been fine if Fernando did not reveal his aura, but the moment he did, Lucien sensed that something was wrong.

"The damage to my soul has spread to this side, but it's only temporary. I'll recover in a year or two." Fernando suddenly burst into fury. "Although Melmax is stronger than me, I won't be more heavily wounded than him when I'm in my perfect state! This time, I only didn't bring two legendary items. I also used the puppets, mirror of clones, and other one-time items that I prepared in advance to deal with the five saints. My defensive legendary magic was also completely broken by them. That's why I was injured. "

This was also why he felt that he could escape from the Pope even when he was only Tier 3. After all, he had plenty of Legendary items and life-saving Legendary spells.

Based on the deaths of many legendary sorcerers, the ancient Magic Empire concluded certain things that could not be explained by current arcana theories. For example, the Sword of Truth could directly slay the soul and kill all the pieces of the soul that were separated from it through the mysterious connection. For example, when the pure, violent energy attack was beyond a certain limit, the destruction of the original soul would be fed back to the pieces of the soul inside the resurrection device in a certain mysterious way. If the energy was higher, and the sorcerer did not take effective defense, they might've been completely killed.

The ancient sorcerers named it 'causality damage', which was similar to part of curses. As for the truth, nobody had figured it out yet.

As for the situation at the center of the explosion of 'Eternal Blaze', the Highest Council's current opinion was that too much energy would've affected time and space, which would've disrupted the causality. That was why the quantity was reduced, fearing that Fernando would've been killed too.

Lucien did not quite believe that explanation, but he couldn't think of any other reason for now. He was still far from being an expert in the study of the soul.

"Yes, yes, yes." Lucien knew that his teacher had always been a proud sorcerer who never complimented other people. Naturally, he nodded in agreement and changed the topic. "Speaking of which, in order to trap the five saints, the Congress has indeed used all the resources that they've accumulated over the years. Such a suicidal approach may not work out again in the future."

The one-time items such as Marionette and Mirror of Clones were equivalent to legendary scrolls. They were much rarer than the alchemical items of the same level. The materials required were rarer, and the failure rate was higher. Even the Congress of Magic, which was best known for alchemy, only had three of them, all of which belonged to legendary sorcerers. The Marionette was contributed by Douglas, and the Mirror of Clones was Fernando's collection.

"In order to minimize the losses on our side, not only must we make thorough plans and prepare for emergencies, we must also throw items and scrolls at the critical moment. If we don't want to spend money, people will die!" Fernando seemed to be rich, but the turbulent storm in his eyes betrayed his heart. "If I didn't have the Mirror of Clones and the Marionette, I would've brought the Robe of Dominance and sacrificed it to stall the five saints. However, in such a case, the Congress would have to compensate me with a legendary item."

Basically, except for the weirdos like Lucien, legendary items were all owned by legendary experts. However, the Congress of Magic had organized many operations to explore the demiplanes of the ancient sorcerers and found the relics of the legendary sorcerers who died due to accidents.

The legendary items and the legendary items that were crafted with precious materials were all owned by the Congress and managed by the grand arcanists who were on duty in Allyn. Those who made special contributions to the Congress or accumulated tremendous wealth could exchange for them. The members of the Highest Council could borrow one for a certain price when they were out or on an adventure.

There were four such public legendary items so far. The exchange price was so high that even the legendary sorcerers couldn't afford it. Also, special contributions were only recognized under two circumstances. One of them was the one that Fernando mentioned, and the other was the confirmed arcana theoretical system that could change the era. That was how Fernando obtained the Robe of Dominance.

A hundred years ago, when several great arcanists suddenly appeared, the Congress almost didn't have enough legendary items. However, with the development of alternate dimensions in the recent decades, the Congress had obtained more and more rare materials. After several failures, the creator and master alchemist each created a new item to fill the gap.

Lucien had a deep understanding of the feeling of smashing someone with money. Although the Church was much richer than the Congress, it was still far from the Congress in the field of alchemy.

Fernando did not talk about anything else but asked about the result of the battle. "How many of the five saints perished? What was the result in the end? "

Lucien briefly described what happened. Fernando snorted while he listened. "If it weren't for Melmax, all the four saints would've been killed."

After Lucien finished, Fernando slightly frowned and said, "It's good that none of our legends perished. However, it's rather weird that the new pope has risen to the level of demigod. If the pope has truly been blessed by the God of Truth, why didn't he just kill all the sorcerers on the spot? Now that he had bestowed grace, it would've been very easy for him to punish them. "

In the past, the popes died at the end of their lives, and they had enough time to select and raise their successors. However, even so, it would take at least a year for the new pope to become a demigod.

"Huh. If the pope is truly the spokesperson of the God of Truth on earth and can receive grace, what about the North Church and the Holmish Church? Why can they still perform divine powers? Why can the pope still use 'God's Grace'? "Lucien expressed his doubts too.

Deep in thought, Fernando said, "I remember something that's not right. If the new pope will be at the peak of legendary within a year, why haven't the three demigods ever tried to seize such an opportunity in the past hundreds of years? The defense of the Holy City can resist one demigod but not two."

Lucien shook his head. He certainly wouldn't get an answer if he asked the Silver Moon about such things.

… …

In the Bright Hall in the Holy City …

Anasta, who hadn't been officially elected, stood before the remaining Grand Cardinals with his platinum staff and said sorrowfully, "The Congress of Magic conspired with the demons from the abyss and tried to destroy the world. Thankfully, His Holiness sacrificed himself and defeated the will of the abyss, saving countless pure souls. I will carry on his will and completely annihilate evil! "

It was to determine the nature and propaganda of the incident. The four countries on the strait and the north coastline had been lost, and the territory had to be stabilized. A pope who sacrificed himself to save the world was certainly something that the believers would love to see.

Melmax looked around and felt rather sorrowful. Of the eight saints, two had perished, one had betrayed and died, and one had become the pope. Only half of them were left. One of the regular saint cardinals had perished, and three were missing. As a result, there were only sixteen Grand Cardinals left. Thankfully, the 'Angel King' was prepared to stay in the mortal world for a while to help the Church through the difficulties.

"We will carry on His Holiness's will and completely annihilate evil!" The Grand Cardinals drew crosses in front of their chests and replied at the same time in grief, "Only Truth lives forever."

Anasta's voice became gentle and solemn. "We have suffered a great loss, but we cannot lose confidence because of it. This is the Lord's test. With the Lord's favor, we will be victorious in the end. Melmax, go to Terrence and the other saint cardinals and tell them that the Lord will pardon their sins as long as they are willing to repent. They were deceived by Sardes and only took the wrong path. It is the Lord's gift that they can return to the Lord. "

Saying that in front of the Grand Cardinals with the Lord's gift would mean that Terrence and the other saint cardinals were truly pardoned. Even if they regretted it later, they would have to worry about the chilling of all the Grand Cardinals. Also, Sardes' last trump card was' Will of Abyss'. It was possible that the three saint cardinals did not know many of his secrets.

Melmax put on a look of appreciation and said in a low voice, "As the Lord's will and your command."

Only by uniting the majority could the Church be relieved.

"I'm not His Holiness yet." Anasta smiled and walked to the stairs.

There were not many stairs. There were seven in total. When Anasta stepped on the first step, the hollow hymns immediately echoed.

When he stepped on the second step, the vague holy light sprayed down, making the Bright Hall even brighter.

On the third step, countless angels that looked like spots of light appeared and surrounded Anasta.

On the fourth step, the entire Holy City was enshrouded in holy light. All the clerics and believers were kneeling and praying, "… Your path will be walked on earth as it is in your kingdom."

On the fifth step, the projection of Mountain Paradise seemed to have appeared in the sky.

On the sixth step, a streak of holy light shone on Anasta.

After taking the seventh step, Anasta, whose back was to everybody, became extremely pale. His left hand was shivering beyond his control as if it were too old. But everything was soon back to normal. He turned around and faced the Grand Cardinals, raising his staff high.

At this moment, a solemn and sacred voice descended from the uncanny heights.

"I bestow upon you the holy name 'Benedict'!"

Anasta drew a cross respectfully, and his voice echoed in the Holy City.

"From today on, I am Benedict III!"

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