In the world of Koro, if there is the last ever-lasting lighthouse in the darkness, the last recognized holy land in the minds of secular nations, and the last pure land in the endless chaos, then there is no doubt that it is the holy land.
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Ever since the ancient giant Rockmarton shattered the earth and turned the entire Koro into five continents floating in the Sea of Karnos, the evil forces of chaos and darkness have been endlessly eating away at the kingdom of order.
The continents floating outside are undulating and bumping in the primitive magic energy, and chaos and magic energy wash away everything on those lands day after day.
The secret realm of Karnaan was completely swallowed up by Chaos thousands of years ago. When the last beacon of order on that continent was extinguished, the power of the kingdom of order could no longer take back the land there, and the land of order was permanently lost.
Several other continents are also swaying in chaos, facing the fate of being swallowed up at any time.
But only the Holy Land, this piece of land floating in the center of empty space, has been shrouded in light for thousands of years without any haze.
Until not long ago, the light of Asuman suddenly dimmed.
Seen from the endless dark void space, the sanctuary is like a regular inverted cone with an almost perfect outline: a perfect circular edge, a symmetrical inverted cone continent base along the central axis, and a continent
The gentle terrain gradually bulges towards the middle, making it as perfect as a man-made object. It is no wonder that some scholars speculate that the sanctuary was originally a spike made by the goddess of creation herself, which was once nailed to Rock Marton.
On the forehead of the inverted cone of the sanctuary, you can see countless faint rays of light that are constantly traveling. These rays of light are attached to the crystalline material protruding between the soil and rocks, surging like substance.
Scholars speculate that these lights form a huge primitive rune, which is the embodiment of the power of the creation goddess. Throughout the ages, countless famous mystics have risked their lives to come under the base of the sanctuary, look up, and study
These rays of light wandering under the sanctuary tried to pry out the secret of the origin of the world. A few of them really understood a little bit, and then they became the most powerful sages and mentors in the history of Kolo, and even more
Many people were swallowed up by the sea of Karnos, leaving no trace of their bodies.
But now, these wandering lights have weakened to an unprecedented level. Even though there is still a glimmer of light, compared with the heyday of the Holy Land, it is simply the light of a firefly.
There is still a thin light curtain over the Holy Land, but this light curtain is also so weak that it scares the people of the Holy Land.
In the center of the Holy Continent, on the high ground guarded by the City of the Gods consisting of three rings, the Crystal Holy Mountain Asuman points straight to the sky. This majestic "mountain" composed of a large number of white crystal pillars radiates in the night sky
There was a faint light, as if it was using its last strength to support the thin barrier in the sky, but anyone in the Holy Land could see that this great holy mountain was declining.
Pope August VII stood on the high platform of the Palace of the Icons, looking at the light of Asuman very close at hand. This palace is located on the "side of Divine Will", that is, the innermost level of the City of Divine Favor.
The highest temple of the Creation Goddess Religion is the closest place to the gods that mortals in the world of Koro can reach. The palace, decorated with white boulders and gold paint, has two towers, forming a door-like structure, which means
This door leads to the secret realm of God, and the high platform of the Palace of the Icons is located at the top of the connecting corridor between the two towers. It is a place that only the pope and bishops can approach. Standing on this high platform, you can directly bathe in the
Suman's purest and greatest light, August VII, comes here to meditate for an hour every day, to think about the balance and future of the entire world, to plan the many affairs of the sanctuary, and to make major decisions that can affect countless lives and deaths.
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But today, he could no longer enter this meditative state. Asuman's weak light shone on his face, which could only bring chills to the old man.
The old pope tightened his thick and gorgeous golden holy robe. He looked at the top of the Crystal Holy Mountain Asuman. There was a shocking crack there. Arcs and light mist kept spewing out from the crack every minute and every second.
All are weakening the power of this holy mountain.
In fact, most of the crack has healed. Asuman's ancient divine power seems to have the power to repair itself. However, the old pope can see that its repair speed is far slower than the barrier's weakening speed. I am afraid that before the crack is completely healed
, the sanctuary will be swallowed up by chaos.
"Your Majesty, there is still no news from Brother Carathius' investigation team." A high-ranking bishop came behind August and said softly, interrupting the old pope's meditation.
August VII turned around slightly: "Are the next investigation teams ready?"
The high-ranking bishop frowned and hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke: "Your Majesty, the barrier is weakening. The high-ranking clergy are working day and night to keep the light of order from extinguishing. The manpower we have drawn back from various continents is also
It’s just enough to maintain the daily operation of Asuman. Under this situation, it is really impossible for us to form another one..."
"It can be squeezed out by human hands," the old pope's tone was still calm and gentle, and his long eyebrows drooped from both sides, making him look kind-hearted, but people who are familiar with him know that this old man's character is actually extremely stubborn, "
Send the backup magic stones to the furnace, and we can free up an investigation team."
"Your Majesty, is Ansu Continent really so important?" The senior bishop couldn't help but ask. In his opinion, the old pope's decision was too hasty and lacked reliable and credible reasons. This style of acting based on feelings was completely
Unlike this wise old man's previous style, "Now we are facing huge difficulties. In this case, any more wasted effort means more danger..."
"Asuman has given us instructions," the old pope pointed to the crystal holy mountain in front of him, "A light lit up on the continent of Anzu. This light awakened several halls inside Asuman from their slumber. This is the holy mountain.
The signal it sends out is that it wants to repair itself, and it needs that light on the Anzu continent. No matter what it is, we have to find it and bring it."
As he said that, the old pope turned his head slightly and glanced at the senior bishop: "Under the current situation, being trapped can only usher in a destined ending. A desperate fight may bring hope. In normal times, we should not act recklessly.
, but now, we can only place our hope in God’s favor.”
The old pope's previous words did not impress the senior bishop, but what he said next left the other party speechless. The senior bishop could only nod his head: "I will give the order, and the second batch of investigation teams will set off as soon as possible."
The old pope lowered his eyebrows and changed the topic: "What is the situation in the various countries on the mainland?"
"Most of the news has been interrupted. Chaos Storm has blocked most of the routes and magic network signals. Currently, we only know that this situation is happening simultaneously on all continents. Every country of order is under attack, and there is also an Annihilation Sect among them.
shadow."
"The Cult of Annihilation?"
"Those madmen will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Your Majesty," the high-ranking bishop lowered his head and replied, "The stronger the power of Chaos, their power will also increase, and all countries are tired of dealing with the storm, so
It is easier for those fanatical believers to take advantage of them. The secular kingdom is not as united as the holy realm, and they are very vulnerable to threats from within."
"The secular kingdom has the power of the secular kingdom, and the sacred domain has the responsibility of the sacred domain. Now we must focus on this chaotic storm. For secular things, we can only trust the rulers of those kingdoms," the old pope sighed
, "I am only worried about the upcoming lighting ceremony now. It is already the seventh year of the war. The fire bearers in various countries should have been exhausted. The new heir must be responsible for lighting the Sunburn Tower in the coming year, but what happened?
In this situation... This is a key node, Verol, I always have an ominous premonition. During the period when the eyes and ears of the sanctuary are blocked, the world is rapidly tilting towards darkness, and many things are beyond the control.
our imagination and control.”
The senior bishop was silent for a moment. Obviously, this question was indeed difficult to answer. In the end, he could only reply comfortingly: "The light of Asuman will definitely light up again. By then, the clouds will dissipate and order will be restored."
Return to the sanctuary."
"Sir Verol, I hope it is as you said. If there is nothing else, please retreat first."
The high-ranking bishop resigned. After a moment of silence, August VII turned around. He looked at the Crystal Holy Mountain Asuman and said to the empty air: "Prepare the 'door', let's go to the stars."
hall."
Ripples suddenly rippled in the originally empty air, and then a figure wearing a white robe, whose whole body seemed to be as phantom-like and shrouded in a layer of blue light, appeared. She could vaguely tell that she was a woman, but
But its face is so blurred that it is almost impossible to distinguish: this is the gatekeeper of Asuman, the noble sacrifice, the ancient spirit who has become one with the Crystal Mountain.
August VII knew that this gatekeeper was almost as old as the history of the church. Popes had changed for countless generations, but this gatekeeper remained the same.
Even though he was the Pope, August VII could not understand the secrets of this gatekeeper. The latter never communicated with others except to guide the way and open the door. August was not even sure about the past of this ancient spirit.
Was he really ever a human being?
The gatekeeper nodded wordlessly, and behind her, a door of light opened out of thin air. (To be continued.)