According to most people's understanding, the Mage City of Canninnas should not have anything to do with religion. The Rohserlian sorcerers were proud, and they dismissed religion as nothing more than rustic trickery. The Mannserlian sorcerers, who had been imitating Rohserlian sorcerers, did the same. Yet, in the end, rustic trickery took root in the Mage City, which was supposed to reject religion. Eventually, it gave birth to a huge church that dominated the world.
Mannserlian's policies were not enough to explain this strange phenomenon. Mannserlian's kingdom had been destroyed by the Rohserlian Empire and turned into the Mountain of Vengeance, so there were not enough historical records for Baiyi to refer to.
Moreover, the Rohserlian Empire had completely destroyed Canninnas, and the Holy City, Canninnas, had been rebuilt on top of a pile of rubble. This showed how devout the Rohserlian Empire was.
On the other hand, the history books and the Church's own records did not mention much about how the Church of God's Grace had risen to prominence. It was as if its believers had gathered there on their own. After the Rohserlian Empire's destruction, the biggest obstacle to religion had disappeared. At the same time, the continent was plunged into a long period of secession. Various cults and cults had flourished under this favorable environment. How did the Church of God's Grace, which was relatively peaceful and harmless, stand out from the rest of the world's religions and establish themselves as the dominant force? This in itself was a thought-provoking matter.
After all, wars between religions were often bloodier and crueler than wars between nations.
"What's so special about this Cunninghus?" Baiyi asked the Emperor.
"You've heard of Mannserlian's Path of Ascension, haven't you?" The Emperor replied.
"That thing really exists?" Baiyi was surprised. His knowledge of Isythre's history came mainly from the Explorer and the Scholar. The Explorer was an excellent grave robber, and his knowledge of history was far better than the average historian's. However, the Explorer had always thought that the Path of Ascension was nothing more than a legend.
According to some unofficial historical records, the King of Mansera had spared no expense in manpower and resources to build a towering tower at a certain place. It was called the Path of Ascension. The Path of Ascension here was not the kind of Ascension where one would climb to a high place and fall. Instead, it was said that the Path of Ascension had 100,000 steps made entirely of white marble. As long as one had a strong heart, one could climb the 100,000 steps on foot to reach the Kingdom of God where the gods resided and chat with the supreme True God.
The adventurers thought that the legend was too ridiculous and unreasonable. For example, when Mansera was under great pressure from Rohlserl, it did not develop its army and instead went to fight for the natural wonders. Even if they really wanted to compete for a spectacle, how could they build such a tall tower with the construction techniques and other hard conditions of that era? White marble was only widely used a thousand years after the fall of Manserra. At that time, there was no way to mine or carve it.
Baiyi had even gone to a few places where the Path of Ascension was said to be, but he found nothing. Hence, he thought that the Path of Ascension was just a story made up by someone else.
"But I didn't find anything in your memories that indicated the existence of this thing," Baiyi said, puzzled. "But I didn't find anything in your memories."
"There are some trivial memories that I didn't share with you, so of course you wouldn't remember them," the Emperor replied.
"Wow! To you, a huge tower like that is just a trivial matter? "Baiyi asked, not sure if he should laugh or cry.
"Because it's not a tower; it's a large passage to another plane." The Emperor's voice was calm as he revealed a major archaeological discovery. "I've been looking back on my memories, and when the Empire's army conquered Canninus, they found a strange, large-scale formation. Back then, the war was so intense that no one paid much attention to it, nor did they have the time to destroy it. They only destroyed a few key nodes and buried them."
Baiyi was taken aback. He suddenly realized something, and he asked, "A large passage to another plane? Could it be … "
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Angel Summoning Formation that gave you so much trouble," the Emperor said. The Emperor fished out a parchment from his robe and tossed it to Baiyi. Baiyi opened the parchment and saw that it was a complete drawing of a formation.
Baiyi studied it carefully again. It was indeed a formation that he had never seen before. There were some similarities between it and the teleportation formation in the future, but there were also many differences. In some places, he could even vaguely feel that it was similar to the Scribble of Scribble.
If this thing could really summon angels, then all his questions could be answered. Why did the Church of God's Grace rebuild the Holy City from the ruins? Why did the Church of God's Grace stand out from the rest of the world? Everything could be explained.
"Make good use of it. We've lost so many people just to buy time to draw this thing." The Emperor's voice was suddenly tinged with melancholy. "It's a shame we didn't bring enough men this time, so we couldn't destroy this thing."
After all, Cunninghus was a gathering place for the enemy's most powerful combatants. The Emperor had yet to reach his peak power, so it was not easy for him to fight his way in, draw the formation, and then escape unscathed. He must have encountered many dangers along the way.
"Why are you in such a hurry? You should've called me along for this, "Baiyi replied in a low voice.
"I just wanted to give you a gift for our first meeting, as a reward for helping me with my chores," the Emperor said calmly. The Emperor replied calmly. Since he was going to give the gift to Baiyi, why would he ask Baiyi for help?
"This is a very generous gift …" Baiyi replied. The gift in his hand, which had cost the lives of hundreds of Rohlserlian elites, felt especially heavy.
"You don't have to thank me. Besides, you're such a fool. Why did I give you so much power, and yet you hide in your study every day? Have you ever thought of doing something meaningful? " The Emperor's tone was one of exasperation. Then, he shook his head and said, "Fine. Sign an order for me to summon the best painters in the country to the Capital City."
Baiyi seemed to understand the Emperor's intention, but he asked hesitantly, "Er … You're not thinking of …"
"Let's see how you burn it this time!" The Emperor said smugly. He patted Mia's head and was about to take her away, but the girl shook her head. She put on a pitiful and adorable expression and begged in a soft voice, "Royal Gramps, I want to spend some time with Mr. Hope today, okay?"
The Emperor pursed his lips and left in a huff.
As soon as the Emperor left, Baiyi called Mia over to his side and began to play with her. "Looks like I didn't dote on you for nothing, little girl …"
Mia struggled out of his clutches and said in a cute voice, "Mr. Hope, Mia's homesick …"
This time, it was Baiyi's turn to be in a dilemma.
"If that's the case … I guess we'll have to hurry up and do something meaningful," Baiyi said. He swept away the documents on the table that did not require his attention. Then, he took out a piece of parchment and drafted two orders.
One of them was for the painters that the Emperor needed, and the other was for the sorcerers that were more authoritative in the country to convene a series of academic conferences. Just as Baiyi had planned, he would form an academic team to help him figure out a way to return home.
The reason the Emperor had granted him power was to allow him to use some of the country's resources. However, Baiyi had been too preoccupied with the paperwork to think of anything meaningful, so much so that he did not even consider the idea of having his vile slaves tease pretty girls on the streets.
It was clear that it was not enough to have the knowledge to govern a country without the appropriate mindset.
After issuing the order, Baiyi placed the parchment on the table and gestured for Mia to come over and study it together with him.
Mia, however, did not look at the parchment. Instead, she stared at Baiyi and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Hope, are you planning to destroy this formation?"
Canninus was heavily guarded, and it was a huge problem for the current Emperor. However, if Baiyi were to go alone, he could have Mia change into a set that increased her damage output, and he could use the Hitman's techniques to sneak in. He could even transform into Black Glutinous Rice Ball. With that, he could easily destroy the future angel-summoning formation. Mia, of course, had thought of this, which was why she had asked him.
The question made Baiyi hesitate for a moment, but he shook his head.
It was not that he was afraid of the butterfly effect, but that he recognized the Church's value and existence. Without the Lich King, no one would be able to bear the brunt of any future religious wars or demonic invasions. Medical standards would also plummet. At the end of the day, even though Baiyi and the Church were at loggerheads with each other, he had never thought of destroying the Church.
There was no right or wrong between him and the Church; they just had different paths.
As for the angel-summoning formation, now that he had the blueprint, Baiyi felt more confident.
Mia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Baiyi's attitude. She smiled and said, "This way, after we leave, the history of this place will continue to develop as it should."
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