"Of course what I do has nothing to do with you, Fabion, just mind your own business." Heathcote didn't care about Fabion's sarcasm, "What, you have nothing to do to be courteous?"
Fabian glared at Heathcote, with a slightly angry look on his face, and said: "Of course I have something important to report to His Majesty the Pope. You should be the one who is so courteous for nothing. You have always been indifferent to the affairs of the empire. How can you
Why should I bother His Majesty the Pope?"
Heathcote snorted coldly, said nothing, turned and walked away, leaving only Fabien's pure and dusty back.
Seeing that Heathcote, whom he regarded as a serious problem, did not pay too much attention to him, Fabian actually felt a sense of defeat. He shook his head helplessly, straightened his appearance, and stepped into the Great Temple of Light.
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The space where the Great Temple of Light is located is an independent plane. From the outside, it appears to be just a magnificent temple, but in fact it is very vast.
Dozens of kilometers outside the space of the Great Temple of Light, there is a steep and majestic mountain. The mysterious temple that has cultivated countless powerful warriors and high-level priests for hundreds of years is built on this mountain.
The majesty and grandeur of the temple far exceed mortal imagination.
This is a huge group of buildings with ivory white as the main color. In terms of its sheer size, covering half of the mountain peak, the church is even larger than a medium-sized city in other countries!
The main hall of the temple is tens of meters high, and a row of moon-white stone pillars that require several people to embrace are carved with the miracles of the God of Light.
When Heathcote was at the main entrance of the hall, several novices ran over and bowed humbly to Heathcote.
They were all still very young, and one of the girls even secretly glanced at Heathcote, and was immediately attracted by the handsome face of His Royal Highness the Holy Son.
Heathcote said to one of the leading templars: "Tell Lucia that I'm coming."
The Templars did not dare to neglect and immediately entered the hall to report.
Soon, a female priest came out of the hall. She looked to be in her twenties, and her appearance was very elegant and beautiful.
After bowing respectfully to Heathcote, he said: "Dear His Royal Highness the Holy Son, His Royal Highness Lucia is waiting for you in the main hall of the temple. Please come with me."
The temple hall was very large, and Heathcote and the female priest walked for a long time before arriving at the central area of the hall.
Under the majestic statue of the God of Light, a graceful figure wearing a pure white robe was praying. She was none other than Lucia, the saint of the Holy Empire and the master of the temple.
Warm and bright sunlight shines through the glass dome above the hall, coating her with a layer of light gold, making her look even more holy.
Heathcote took a deep breath and slowly glanced at the beautiful back, feeling a little enlightened in his heart.
"You are here. Your Majesty the Pope has already heard about the death of Lord Tiamat, right?" The heavenly voice came from Lucia's mouth, making people feel like a spring breeze.
"Yes, His Majesty the Pope already knows. He said that Lord Tiamat died together with the empire's enemy, the Dark Dragon Nidhogg, but...their souls were swallowed by unknown existences."
Heathcote stared at Lucia's back with some obsession. The perfect lines, the golden ratio of the figure, and the holy temperament. In the eyes of Heathcote, who is highly accomplished in art, this is undoubtedly the most perfect gift from the Lord to the world.
Created.
Oh, no, it is an existence comparable to a goddess.
"Hey, Lord Tiamat's fall is a great loss to the Holy Empire. It's a pity that even after death in battle, the soul cannot return to the embrace of our Lord." Lucia's words revealed sadness that could not be concealed.
Heathcote immediately comforted him: "His Majesty the Pope has arranged for me to find the mysterious man who swallowed the souls of Lord Tiamat and the Dark Dragon Nidhogg."
"Are you sure you can defeat that mysterious man? I will send some people from the temple for your disposal."
"No, in fact, that mysterious man is not particularly powerful. He is just reaping the benefits. What is scary is his future growth potential and the power to devour souls. What's more, His Majesty the Pope asked me to go to the Ecclesiastical Province of Bouchanson to find Richeille.
Let the Archbishop borrow the sacred vessel the Golden Compass, and in this way, the matter will be settled."
"You must be careful when you go out. Fabion and Gilles have always been very hostile to you, especially Gilles. I can't see through him either. He is much more difficult to deal with than Fabion." Lucia reminded.
Heathcote.
The saint is the most transcendent existence besides the pope. She is a person of destiny. She can be reincarnated continuously. She is a noble saint in every life.
She not only rules over all the nuns and female clergy of the Holy Church, but also serves as the Lord of the Holy Church. She can be said to be the most powerful person in the Holy Empire besides the Pope.
The Holy Son is a candidate for the future Pope. He was found by the Holy Empire through secret techniques from the moment he was born.
There are three Holy Sons in total. The Holy Sons of this generation are Heathcote, Fabion and Gilles.
Among them, Hescott has the highest cultivation talent and is already a legendary priest at a young age.
Fabion and Gilles are a bit worse. They are both saint-level clergy. Unlike Heathcote, who is ascetic as he is, these two have the strongest desire to covet the position of the Pope. However, Gilles
Si is more sinister.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the saint to favor any of the saints due to her extraordinary status, but Lucia only looked at Heathcote differently.
Because Lucia knew that Heathcote was the destined destiny.
What he believes in is the purest light.
"Well, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first." Heathcote didn't want to stay any longer and stood up to leave.
Lucia nodded, but never turned around. Instead, she continued to pray to the God of Light: "Well, be careful along the way. When you come back, Lord Tiamat's statue will be carved.
Don’t forget to come and pay your respects.”
"I understand." Heathcote walked out of the temple, and all the Templars he met saluted him with great respect. Heathcote returned the salutes one by one with a smile.
Walking out of the church hall, Heathcote stared at the bloody sunset in the distance. Waves of faint prayers echoed in the mountains, adding a mysterious color to this beautiful scenery.
The setting sun slowly sank into the mountains, and the evening prayers in the church also ended. Heathcote turned around, spat out a puff of light golden energy from his mouth, and a faint golden glow began to appear on his face.
Heathcote faced the sunset and prayed silently in his heart.
After the prayer, Heathcote seemed to be a new person, full of energy.
But when he walked off the roof of the temple and walked towards the outside of San Marino, the brilliance on his body had long since disappeared. At this moment, he looked like an ordinary person with no power, but his appearance was a little too beautiful.
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After Heathcote identified the direction, he strode towards the Ecclesiastical Province of Bousançon without even returning to his residence.
In the forest in the southern part of the Central Mountain Range, Elos had already crossed the center line of the Central Mountain Range, hiding his figure and running quickly through the jungle.
He gained a lot from the legendary dragon battle.
Not only did he swallow the souls of two giant dragons that surpassed the legendary peak strength, but after killing the dark dragon Nidhogg, he found a large piece of extremely pure dark dragon crystal in its head.
As for the dragon scales, there are no ones that can be used, because the battle between the two legendary dragons was too brutal.
The golden dragon Tiamat self-destructed, not even the dregs were left.
The Dark Dragon Nidhogg's body was completely covered, and his internal organs were reduced to ashes, leaving nothing usable.
As for materials such as dragon horns and dragon tendons, Elos was worried that there would be strong men coming nearby and there would be no extra time to divide them.
Second, materials such as dragon horns and tendons are quite large and cannot be accommodated in the storage space of the Ring of the Lake Girl.
Therefore, Iloth only took the most precious thing in the Dark Demonic Dragon's body - the Dark Dragon Crystal.
This piece of dragon crystal has dark attributes and can be used to create dark magic artifacts. If the maker is highly skilled and supplemented with other rare magic materials, it is not a bad idea to make it into an artifact.
If a mage who practices dark magic absorbs the pure essence of dragon crystal,
As long as the dark magic power can be converted into one's own magic power, it can be promoted from the holy realm to the legendary.
Such a piece of Dark Dragon Crystal could be worth millions of gold Galleons, but it was still priceless and unmarketable.
[Author's digression]: I have a fever, brothers, I feel so uncomfortable.