The Path of the Master's Development

In the end, Isaac didn't buy Laing the ready-made clothes either—because they overlooked one thing.

The Bright Holy City Flower Festival is coming soon, and it has almost become an important place for sightseeing on the mainland.

May I ask what is the biggest feature of a tourist site?

It's neither because of the good scenery and good atmosphere, nor because of the long and rich history of legends—it's because the prices are expensive!

Isaac and Laing were sad to find out that the sum of their money...couldn't afford a set of clothes!

——It’s really sad to be in your position as a rich second generation... a little bit of wax.

Of course, this is also related to the characteristics of the Holy City of Light. All the clothes of the clergy are provided by the order. As long as you are a registered member of the order, you can get the clothes for free.

Therefore, in the Holy City of Light, the clothing of non-clergymen is a luxury.

Fortunately, Rein doesn't need to change his clothes for the time being——

It's not difficult to find the siren, especially for Isaac who doesn't care about continuing to expose the demon's identity.

As long as he spread his wings and fly to the sky, the breath of hell in his body would naturally point him in the right direction.

So Isaac and Rein quickly found their target in a remote forest some distance away from the Holy City of Light. However... when they found it, the other party had almost turned into a dying little fish. Dry.

"...water...give me water..." The little sea monster lay on the ground as if he was about to die of dehydration.

To be honest, this is the first time Isaac has seen a sea monster that might be sunburned to death due to lack of water—it is a miracle of the lower limit of IQ!

As far as Isaac knows, as long as the sea monster itself does not release too much water spirit, it will not fall into a state of water shortage, and can walk on the mainland like normal humans.

Simply put, it is "die".

"...Could it be some kind of trap?" Rein hesitated for a while before muttering, with a bit of hesitation on his face.

Isaac let out a muffled laugh, couldn't help hugging Rein's waist tightly in mid-air, and said loudly: "I know you think the stupid feeling of being dried in the sun is better than having the brains to lay a trap." The thing's more insulting to his IQ so I guess it's the latter, but unfortunately - no, he's really dying."

Hearing this, Rein's eyes widened immediately, the healing spell had almost landed on "Xiao Yugan", and he condensed a water polo casually.

Immediately afterwards, Isaac also brought Rein to the ground, and watched the little siren lying on the ground, whose height was only half of Rein's, slowly opened his eyes.

"You stupid human beings!" the little sea monster said while wheezing, and plunged into the small water ball that Rein condensed, "Don't think that if you give me a little favor, I will--pulupulupulu!"

Under Rein's gaze, Isaac slowly withdrew the hand that directly grabbed the little siren's neck, and showed a cold smile: "Don't think I won't touch you because you are young, drink your water honestly, and then talk to me Let's go back."

"I knew all of you humans were rude savages, cruel and uneducated--pulupulupulu!"

It seems that the little siren didn't see that Isaac was a demon.

Isaac's purple eyes met Rein's gaze, shook his head, and said righteously: "You can't be too tolerant of bear children, this sentence is common to any race - Rein, do you still remember the one with you? The Grove who proposed? The Elf Grove who was under the control of the water spirit at that time, but the child in front of him."

After talking about it, Isaac had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously resuming the old hatred in his heart-it is said that the demons actually love to hold grudges very much.

Rein showed an expression of being choked by something, but he quickly sighed and shook his head.

"Isaac." The blond young man said gently, "Let him go."

"Who would look at your dead shemale!" Xiaohai Monster seemed to be completely inaccuated at all. As soon as he was released, he began to yell again, and when he opened his mouth, he was looking for it. " Shemale, if it wasn't for the sake of getting those bastard elves into trouble, who would beg a mermaid—"

"Pfft."

Rein slowly withdrew his hand that was beating on the back of the little sea monster's neck.

Isaac looked at the blond young man with a gentle smile, took out the string that Grove used last time, tied up the little siren tightly, and then turned to him.

"Isaac, shall we take him back to Mom?"

——Leave it to that female tyrant, if this brat dares to speak ill of you again, he will turn into sashimi next time, right?

Isaac thought for a while, spread his wings and put his arms around Rein.

"No problem, we'll take him back and hand him over to your mother."

——Since Rein wants to give it to Mrs. Vivienne, then he should just give this pile of sashimi to Mrs. Vivienne.

Today's Isaac still spoils his sweetheart for no reason.

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Compared with Isaac and Rein who were looking for the clue of the siren together, the people here are not idle.

Even though Edward, an elf prince, has been a human being for more than ten years, he still knows some secret codes and contact methods of the elves.

——Because the secret contact method of the elves usually does not change once in hundreds of years.

The last time the elves changed their secret contact method was because a bastard elf sold the secret code to the students who came to explore the elf forest for ten fruits, but he didn't dare to say clearly what it was, so that the students froze around the elf forest. The paintings are full of codes... The elves can't tell which ones are left by the elves and which ones are just graffiti!

It turned out that this group of ineffective elves spent a full ten years just deciding on a new secret contact method.

So what Edward has to do is to go to the place where the elves of the Holy City of Light once lived to see if his people have left any clues.

And walking with him is Lucius.

——No matter in terms of safety or efficiency in resolving incidents, he is the best candidate.

The only problem is probably... After such a trip, Lucius, the curious, very smart, and the top student, will probably dig out the internal contact methods of the elves.

Let's light a candle for the Elven Queen first, and hope they don't waste another decade when the Elven codes are revealed someday.

As a Hell Sorcerer, Xiluta, like George, a ninth-level necromancer, is equivalent to one-third of waste in the Holy City of Light where light elements gather——Vivienne's original words.

But the knowledge of the two of them is very extensive, which is unbelievable.

Forget about George, this person has been a genius with a long-term memory since he was a child, and he likes to study some miscellaneous things.As for Xiluta, because of the existence of the "curse", he had no friends in his childhood before he met Isaac and Orlando. He was only accompanied by the endless collection of books of the hell magicians.

So what they want to analyze is what is the black eagle that can transform into Elven Grove.

Everyone: We've done everything, what are you doing?

Vivienne: My mother used five thousand gold coins each to support you, isn't it just for you to do things? !

Everyone: Hello, Bai Jinhao, what you said is very reasonable, we are all your slaves, you let us go east and we will never go west, you let us dig holes and we will never fill them!

——The power of money can be seen.

It's not that Vivienne has done nothing, she has a very important matter to meet with the Pope, the Emperor, Your Excellency, and Your Majesty!

"Hey, Vivienne, do you have any clues about the elf mission?" Roland Victor sat on the pope's throne and waved happily to the saint who rushed in aggressively.

His Excellency Archbishop Schofield, who was standing aside, looked helpless, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The pope's very self-centered tone made him feel very familiar and he gritted his teeth with hatred—didn't you see that female tyrant was about to throw a punch? !

"Why?" Vivienne said loudly, the whole body of the Holy Maiden of Light was astonishing, like a burning flame.Behind her, the chief paladin, His Excellency Peter Felix, was saluting solemnly before stepping into the audience room.

But Schofield knew that no matter how upright and courteous His Excellency Paladin was at the moment, he would not be ambiguous when it was time to do it—especially when it came to their precious son Rein Felix.

This couple is simply a giant dragon guarding the dragon egg...

"Hehehehe, Vivian, what are you asking? What and why?"

——How dare you pretend to be garlic? !

Vivian almost wanted to rush up and pluck the old man's beard!

This old fox has played with all of them with such a smiling face since he was a child. If he is not too familiar with this stinky old man, Vivienne sometimes feels that she must be grateful to him!

Suppressing the strong dissatisfaction in his heart, His Excellency the Holy Maiden took a step forward and asked the Pope, "Why do you have to let Rein come back to the Holy City of Light at this time? Why do you want Rein to become a quasi-saint? Why send the elf envoys Leave this matter to Little George and the others?"

"Oh, so you left the matter of the embassy to George and his students?"

"Stop pretending! Smelly old man! You just knew that I would do this, so you entrusted me with this job, right?!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Schofield couldn't help coughing beside him—he didn't want to join the conversation between the old fox and the female tyrannosaurus and become cannon fodder, but Vivienne's words were too disrespectful to His Holiness the Pope.

The point is that she said it so loudly, it would be bad if people outside heard it.

At this time, Schofield felt very regretful. Why did he have to come to the audience immediately when he was summoned?

etc!So he was also tricked by the Pope?The Pope must have known that Vivienne and Peter would come to settle accounts with him at this time, so he dragged himself to die together!

If you want to ask why Schofield is so sure-it's because of dragging people into the water and taking the blame together, which is also George Victor's forte.

Being cheated by his son at school, and cheated by his father when he was out of school, Schofield must have owed Victor a lot of money in his previous life.

Interrupted by His Excellency the archbishop's "light cough", Vivienne became calmer.

She stared at His Royal Highness Roland's thick skin, said with a sullen face, "or is it that my child—my Rein, is actually just a bait? In order to let Isaac Christopher Come to the Holy City of Light at this time?"

Roland Victor raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knew that Vivienne was very sensitive. Among their generation, only George and Vivienne had the most outstanding aptitude, but they had two completely different development directions.

George, his children, like his wife Margaret Sylphis, pursue freedom and truth, make progress in academics, and are a complete scholar-genius.The only difference is that emotions can't restrain Mary's footsteps, but George is obviously more emotional than his mother.

As for Vivienne, she seems to be born with the ability to discern the subtle changes in people's hearts. She is a perfectly suitable politician, and at the same time equipped with absolute force, whether it is in the position of the saint or as the hidden side of the God of Light. The Angel of Death is a perfect fit.

But Roland didn't expect that the experience of being a saint would make this little girl who used to only bully George and Peter sharper and brighter.

Or?Is this the instinct of a mother to protect her child?

His Excellency Roland stood up from the pope's seat, because he himself is a priest of light over the ninth level, even though he is old, he looks like George's brother in appearance.

"Vivienne." Roland spoke slowly, with a very serious expression on his face, which made the three people around him nervous.

——Usually when the pope shows such an expression, it means that what he wants to say is very important, and it cannot be violated!

"I know that it is an adventure for Rein to return to the Holy City of Light, but there is no more suitable time than this time." The pope motioned for the three to follow him, and brought them all the way to the holy place specially used by the pope for meditation. hall.

After entering the Sanctuary of Thought and Tranquility, Roland once again motioned for Peter, who was walking at the end, to close the door, and then went straight to the back of the statue of the God of Light, triggering a mechanism.

Immediately, an entrance to a magic circle appeared on the walls around the sanctuary——

Vivian and the other three looked at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Come with me." Roland sighed and took the lead into the magic circle.

The other side of the magic circle is like another world.

"!" Schofield looked at the scene in front of him, and was speechless for a while, unable to say anything.

The vast starry sky flickered around the four of them, and what they stepped on was just a section of stone steps floating among the stars, and at the end of the stone steps was a huge mural.

"What kind of place is this?" Vivian asked softly. In such a bizarre situation, even she lowered her posture because of this inexplicable awe.

Peter stood beside her, reaching out to take his wife's hand.

"I don't know." Roland shrugged and said very bachelor, "I discovered it with Raul and Sullivan when I was young."

"Your Excellency the Archmage and the head of the Necromancer Association?" Schofield felt that he seemed to know some great secret - no wonder he was not worried at all when George left the school, in fact, he had already known through Lord Raul that George ran away Be a Necromancer? !

"Don't look at me like that, who didn't have some kind of friendship when they were young?" Roland walked slowly towards the mural, "Let's take a look at this mural."

The crowd followed him and looked up.

The mural depicts a blond, blue-eyed figure with a red double ring on his forehead.

He was floating in the air, holding a white horn that seemed about to be blown.

Light spots of various colors floated around the man, as if they were dancing with him, and in front of him was a continent that was collapsing.

"This is... the light spots around here... Could it be an element?" Schofield said in surprise-don't the six colors correspond to the four natural elements and the light and dark elements?

Vivienne suddenly turned her head to look at His Excellency the Archbishop, her sharp gaze even poked a hole out of him.

None of them had forgotten the awakening event, no matter how powerful the mage was, they fell into a state where no elements were available.

All the elements—even the dark ones—dance along the little child, free from the domination of many spellcasters!

"What does this painting mean exactly?" Vivienne looked at the people on the mural.Everything on the mural is composed of simple lines and dots. The only distinctive marks are the double ring mark and the horn in the man's hand.

But Vivienne hadn't heard any records about these two things.

"In many books of the Illuminati Sect that are kept secret and only the pope can read, the 'horn' is the symbol of the messenger." Roland looked up at the huge mural - it had been sleeping in an unknown space for an unknown number of years The murals still haven't faded in the slightest.

"Whose envoy?" Schofield couldn't help asking when His Excellency stopped after saying such a sentence.

"Doomsday." Roland watched the expressions of the three little guys change before continuing slowly, "or redemption."

Seeing the middle-aged children staring at him fiercely, Roland laughed out loud.

"Whether it is the messenger of doom or the messenger of redemption, the only thing recognized is that when there is a catastrophe, the trumpet will appear—and vice versa, if the trumpet appears, there will be a great disaster. Disaster happened."

"...You mean, there is a horn hidden in Rein's body?"

Roland looked at Peter approvingly. Although the future head of the Knights of the Holy Light didn't speak much, he often hit the nail on the head.

Roland Victor entered here again after the awakening incident.

No matter how you look at it, whether it is the intuition of the Pope of Light, or Roland Victor's experience made his judgment more accurate, he vaguely felt that the child was the messenger on the mural, and that almost heterogeneous The power of the light element radiating from the ground comes from the dusty horn in the child's body.

The "messenger" and the "horn" were originally inseparable, but he still hasn't understood why the messenger came to this land.

——Is it destruction or redemption?

Roland looked at Vivienne and Peter: "Although I'm just guessing, no matter whether Rein is the 'messenger' or not, his secrets will be revealed one day. How long will the role of the dead bones last?" I don't know either. When the power of the dead bone god's skeleton disappears, or he can no longer deal with the secret in his body, the only one who can help him may be the demon who is by his side now."

"Why Christopher? What exactly did the oracle say?!"

It's just that an answer of this level can't completely satisfy the saint, so she asked immediately.

"Vivienne Felix!" Schofield frowned. The oracle was always the biggest secret of the Illuminati Sect. Only the Pope could know it. It was considered an offense for her to do so.

"It's all right, Schofield."

Roland waved his hand.

"You all know the day of the movement, and you know that Isaac Christopher was born on the day of the movement."

"However, you don't know that on the day of the divine movement, among the tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people in the world, hell, and heaven, Isaac Christopher was the only child born..."

"Not only various races, but even monsters, mythical beasts, and even ordinary animals and wild beasts—

His Excellency the Pope paused for a moment before continuing.

"Isaac Christopher was the only life born on this day."

It can't be a coincidence at all.

In this world, countless lives are born every day, and countless lives die, but only on that day, it seems that everything avoids his birth, and all lives are silent only for the arrival of that one.

—Who is Isaac Christopher?

Master Roland slowly walked back to the portal: "Signing peace-related agreements with all walks of life is only the inspiration of the gods, but the real oracle is only one sentence-the Dragon King is coming."

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

When the Dragon King comes, all things bow their heads.

The dragon clan on this continent is extremely rare, so rare that it cannot even be called a "family".

The hell dragon is one.

In the heavens, it is said that a holy dragon that sleeps for 1000 years can be regarded as one.

It is said that there is a very ancient crystal dragon in the deepest seabed of the Illusory Sea, but no one has ever seen its appearance.

Others, at most, can only be regarded as subspecies of dragons, such as the sky dragons ridden by dragon knights, and the ground dragons who like the desert environment...

But even if the real dragons are so rare, they still have kings—the dragon king Silviatan from the abyss, one of the three that have existed since the birth of the world, possesses supreme power, and is also the strongest in the world The king of the Dragon Clan.

It’s just that for the races living in this world now, if the evil god Dimos has become a bedtime story told by people, then the dragon king Silviatan is a person who is so old that most people have long forgotten. name.