Seeing Ilos returning to the temple early, Qin Wei showed doubts.
It seemed that Iros was having nothing to do that day. Then she saw Julia and Lilith behind Iros, and was immediately struck by their radiance!
Iros ignored her and walked directly to his hall.
Qin lowered her head until Iros disappeared inside the palace door, then raised her head and stared blankly at the hall in the distance. Her mind was filled with the faces of Lilith and Julia. Her heart suddenly tightened slightly.
Iros left Lilith and Julia in the room and entered the laboratory at the back of the hall alone.
The magic laboratory specially prepared for him by the Holy Temple has three floors. It contains all kinds of rare magic raw materials. There are also more than fifty magic apprentices and several Holy Temple battle mages at any time at Iros's disposal.
When Iros pushed open the door of the magic laboratory, a roar came to his face, and all kinds of brilliance came and went in the laboratory. Magicians shuttled back and forth, busy non-stop.
Iros was very satisfied. He walked directly through the laboratory hall and came to the small experimental hall that only he could enter.
There is only one magic circle in the hall, and energy of various attributes is being gathered into this magic circle from dozens of magic circles spread throughout the magic laboratory. In the center of the magic circle, there is a small ball of extremely pale red flames.
It is beating weakly.
Iros stared closely at this small ball of flame, and his eyes slowly turned silver.
This is a fragment of the soul of Fire Lord Surtur that he fought hard to snatch back from the space storm.
In the whole world, perhaps only the Holy Church of the Holy Church has such manpower and material resources to slowly strengthen a fragment of the soul with an unimaginable amount of magical raw materials.
Iros slowly stretched his hand towards Surtur's soul fragment, and the small group of red flames suddenly started beating violently, seeming to be full of fear of Iros's hand.
Iros's hand slowly blurred, as if it had lost its entity, leaving only a faint shadow.
This shadow is constantly changing, sometimes filled with silver light, sometimes shining with blue starlight.
After the light and shadow changed several times, Iros finally grasped the flame!
A ball of violent flames suddenly exploded in the room. When the flames dissipated, Iros stared at the palm of his hand with a serious look on his face.
In the palm of his hand, there was a small point of green light that was slowly swimming. The breath of this light was so familiar, after all, he had had too many experiences with it.
This green light contains the divine power of the goddess of nature!
Iros clenched his fists, raised his head, looked in the direction of his bedroom, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He stood for a moment and then suddenly strode away.
The next moment, Iros had appeared in his room. He ignored Lilith and Julia who were staring at each other, went directly into the inner room, and closed the door tightly.
A little green light slowly appeared in the palm of Iros's hand. He looked at this beautiful green light and showed a strange smile. He closed his hands and was ready to rub it.
At this moment, a figure passed by like lightning, snatched away the green light in Iros's hand, and then shrank to the corner of the room.
Iros didn't care how she got through the closed door. He just stared at Julia huddled in the corner of the room, smiled gently, stretched out his hand to her, and said:
"give it to me."
Julia shook her head vigorously, hid her hands tightly behind her back, her eyes turned green, and began to look around.
She just saw Lilith at a glance.
Iros's hand was still stretched out in front of her, but the warm smile on his face was slowly disappearing.
Julia looked at Lilith's cold silver eyes, at Iros's firm hands, and finally met his cold eyes.
At this moment, one of Iros's eyes turned into a demon eye, and the other one contained the endless starry sky.
Julia's eyes dimmed, and she finally lowered her head, slowly stretched out her right hand, and opened her palm. There was nothing between her slender fingers that were trembling slightly. The green light had long gone.
"Behave, Julia. Tell me, where did you hide it? Well, you must have eaten it, right?"
Iros squatted down and stared at Julia and asked.
Julia's head lowered and lowered, her shoulders hunched slightly, and her green eyes were filled with tears. When she heard Iros's question, her body trembled slightly, like a frightened kitten.
After hesitating for a long time, she suddenly wiped her eyes hard, and then stretched out her left hand that had always been hidden behind her back.
There was a sharp dagger in her slender hand, and the handle of the dagger was facing Iros at the moment.
Iros was stunned for a moment.
The dagger was trembling, which was because her hand holding the blade was trembling, and there were some crystal water droplets, which fell into several small splashes in front of her feet.
Iros woke up with horror. He snatched the dagger from Julia's hand and held her tightly in his arms.
Julia immediately burst into tears.
Iros sighed, gently stroked her soft blue hair, and whispered: "Okay, don't cry anymore, Julia... Since my heart can accommodate the entire plane, why can't I accommodate you?
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It was just his comfort that made Julia cry even harder.
At some point, the light in Lilith's eyes, who had been staring at her closely, slowly became softer, but she still snorted and turned around and left the room.
dusk.
Iros sat on the top of the hall, staring 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 fell into the mountains, and the evening prayers in the church also ended. Iros stood up, opened his mouth and blew out a puff of faint black air, and a faint golden glow began to appear on his face.
Looking at the church in twos and threes walking out of the prayer hall, Iros smiled slightly. He even began to like these guys. After all, the power brought by their prayers really made him feel very, very comfortable.
This was the first time in his life that Iros experienced this feeling.
Praying in the morning and evening is a homework that every member of the church must participate in. The content of the prayers is the same and has not changed for hundreds of years. It is nothing more than praising the glory of the God of Light.
But a few days ago, Iros brought back a thick stack of hymns and changed all the contents of the morning and evening prayers.
In the first half, All Saints Church will sing praises to the glorious God of Light, and the content of the songs will be different every day.
The second half is about praising Elos, and it must be pious!
All the holy churches have long been accustomed to Iros's incomprehensible orders. The strict style of the church has always made them wholeheartedly sing the praises of Iros without any water.
After the morning prayer, Iros seemed to be a new person, full of energy.
But when he walked off the roof of the hall and walked towards the teleportation hall, the brilliance on his body had long since disappeared. At this moment, he looked like an ordinary, handsome young man with no power.
Iros stood alone in the teleportation hall, waiting quietly.
There are more than ten small doors in the main hall. Behind most of the doors, there is a teleportation circle leading to a certain cathedral. He did not wait long before one of the small doors was opened. The expressionless sword master Odi
Pusi slowly walked out from behind the door.
Iros took a few steps forward, saluted Oedipus, and said with a smile: "Dear Mr. Oedipus, you are willing to come, this is the glory of the entire temple!"
Oedipus looked at Iros, gave a rare smile, and said:
"There are many talented people in the Holy Church, and there will always be four or five opponents who can compete with me.
Well, your power is so high. As a demigod, you are not far from the realm of gods. No wonder you can become the master of the temple at this age."
Oedipus looked at Iros, and finally his eyes fell on the magic sword Kungunir on Iros's waist, and his expression darkened slightly.
Iros noticed Oedipus's expression in his eyes, but just smiled and said:
"Dear Mr. Oedipus, I invite you here this time because I want to invite you to visit the greatest secret in the Great Temple of Light, the Temple of the Angel of Purgatory. I hope it will help you take a step forward in your understanding of power."
Hearing the words Temple of the Angel of Purgatory, Oedipus's seemingly emotionless face couldn't help but feel horrified.
The Temple of Purgatory Angel is as dark and deep as ever, and the space is filled with unknown and strange power. This power is invisible and traceless, but it seems to directly affect the soul.
Walking in the main hall, every time the sound of footsteps breaks the silence, it will arouse a scream, which echoes endlessly in the main hall.
Oedipus had completely concealed the surprise on his face. From the moment he entered the hall, no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop his falling footsteps from making a sound.
But he had no time to explore the secrets, because the first statue of the Angel of Purgatory had already appeared in his sight!