'Savasein, why did you give up your low-hanging office as consul and devote yourself to theology? A warrior in golden armor leapt in from the window of Savasein to his desk.

Savasein looked helplessly at the reckless disciple in front of him, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his bright eyes.

'Tardarin, you can't be so rude in front of the teacher. Another young man in battle armor hurriedly ran from the door, first warned his friend, then turned his head and saluted Savasein apologetically, "I'm sorry dear teacher, Tardarin he just cares about you, he has no ill intentions. ’

Savasein smiled helplessly: 'Arden, as your teacher, don't I know you yet?' ’

Arden touched his smooth head and bent his blue eyes, "Hehe, I'm not afraid you're in a bad mood." After speaking, he grabbed Tardarin, who wanted to speak, and took the first step to speak, "But now it seems that you are not only not as depressed as the outside world rumores... ’

Arden couldn't help but close his eyes as he spoke, trying to express what he was feeling more clearly.

Instead, it reveals a hint of enlightenment and liberation. Savasein smiled and answered his student's doubts: "I didn't want to be the consul of the empire. '

Savasein put down the book in his hand and sighed slightly, "Since I realized it, the Empire has been at war with the blood tribes of the West year after year. Countless blood, countless lives, have fallen in this war with no end in sight. ’

Savasen looked at the distant sky, 'From ambition to old age, my father has not been able to achieve peace on the continent with his life's work, but has continued to develop new weapons in the war between the two sides, which has led to more and more terrible wars. ’

Savasein seemed to be fascinated by an old tree outside the window: "And every time we develop a new weapon, a similar version is soon introduced on the other side, as if there is an invisible ghost who has stolen everything we have done." This has always been a big problem for the top of the empire, and now that the Fanged King's ability has been exposed, although it has temporarily made the country no longer strictly investigate the internal traitors, I can feel that this is only a temporary calm, and if this matter is not properly resolved, it will inevitably lead to a worse situation. ’

'Even if the Fanged King can absorb other people's souls to gain memories and powers, as long as our technology is advanced enough, we can easily destroy him, and I don't believe that his IQ can also increase, after all, why doesn't he research weapons himself?' Tardarin broke free from Arden's restraints, glared at Arden, and rubbed his wrist.

"Yes, teacher, even if the Fang King is strong, but it is impossible to compete with our more and more advanced scientific and technological strength, in the past thousand years, the Fang King has gradually fallen from the absolute advantage at the beginning to the current reluctant support, it is enough to see that our scientific and technological development can suppress him, why you?" Arden shrugged, put his hands behind his back, walked over to Savathane, and looked out the window in confusion.

Savasein turned to look at his disciple and shook his head slightly, "Where is it so simple, the Fanged King is not to be feared, but his power can cause great disasters. ’

'His power? Arden and Tardarin, who had come with him, asked in unison.

'Yes, his strength. Savasein once again fixed his gaze on the old tree outside the window.

But teacher, I don't understand. Tardarin looked at the tree and shook his brain, while Arden was thoughtful.

Savasein narrowed his eyes: "The Fanged King, as you say, will eventually be eliminated by the times, but the power he represents is likely to lead to the demise of our civilization. ’

Speaking of this, Savasein couldn't help but close his eyes, as if he saw some dark future. 'The fanged king's evil power has always been hidden in the mist, and even if the warriors of the Blood Tribe have more power than ours, that can be explained by individual talent. But the Fanged King is different, he hasn't been personally involved in the battle since that battle hundreds of years ago, so we've always thought that he, like my father, was gradually dying in his old age. ’

Savatheron opened his eyes and calmed his excitement, "But this time he appeared, and we found out how wrong we were, the Fanged King not only did not grow old with the passage of time, but became stronger than before, and he single-handedly rushed into the heavily defended barracks, killed the heavily protected engineers, and even broke through the blockade of the army in the end, which is incredible." ’

'Teacher, I don't agree with you, maybe at first, we would have been afraid of his power, but now, even the Fanged King did not dare to face our army, and his night attack only caught us by surprise, and finally fled before the army was encircled, which is enough to prove that he is not invincible. Tardarin clenched his fists, he was one of the commanders of the previous battle.

The success of the Fanged King's sneak attack on the Great Tent made him linger on this for a while, not only deeply analyzing the Fanged King's strength, but also repeatedly training his soldiers to patrol at night, and vowing that if the Fanged King dared to come again, he would let him have no return.

'No, Tardarin, my dear friend, I think I understand the teacher's point. Arden, who had been thinking for a long time, came back to his senses and seemed to understand Savasein's painstaking efforts, "I think, the teacher is worried that people within our empire will learn the power of the Fanged King?" ’

Savasein turned his head and looked at Arden approvingly, "That's right, Arden, no matter how powerful the Fangs King is, he is just one person, but his power can be replicated, and I am worried that some of us will learn and imitate." ’

'Teacher, you mean the evil power of the Fanged King? How is this possible, how can anyone think of killing other people to continue their own lives, we are not fanged kings. Tardarin finally reacted, staring at Savasein in disbelief.

'Yes, Tardarin, we are not the Fangs, and we can trust others not to aspire to that evil force, but will anyone else think so, everyone? Will they be able to believe in this all the time? Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will one day explode, and once the Fangs King reacts, he is bound to spread his own power methods, and survival is the most basic instinct of all life, as long as one person crosses that illusory boundary, the world will sink, and then our people will be suspicious of each other, suspicious of each other, and kill each other, and at that time, all of us will be the Fangs King. ’

Savasein pointed to the old tree outside the window: 'Life is like a fallen leaf, which returns to heaven and earth in nature, but there are people, there is a force, who can intercept this power, break the cycle of nature, and continue their own life, and if this method spreads, it will inevitably lead to disaster, when the whole tree will wither, and no one will be spared. ’

Savasein used his psionic power to roll a leaf into his hand and levitate: 'So I've been thinking about how to avoid this dark future, and the gods are the only way I can find at the moment. ’

Arden and Tardarin looked at their teacher dumbfounded, 'The gods have given us unparalleled psionic abilities that allow us to communicate with each other, and the powerful can even telepathize with each other, so I wonder if we can make our psionic powers even more powerful without having to rely on killing other innocent lives. So I joined the seminary and went under the high priest, and that's what I've been doing lately. Savasein condensed the leaves into a green sphere and made it revolve around Arden and Tardarin.

But teacher, aren't the gods just legends? Arden stopped Tardarin from trying to poke the orb, calming himself down a little.

Yes, I have always wondered if the gods existed, but since I entered the high priesthood, I have known many incredible things. And there is one thing that confirms that the gods must exist, and that the evil power of the Fanged King must have been bewitched by some demon. Savasein waved away the green ball, ignoring Tardarin's pitiful gaze, and led his two disciples to his desk.

Savasein took out three different keys from his robes, the recesses of his books, and the mezzanine of his desk, and walked to the bookshelf under his disciple's dull eyes.

Savasein motioned for them to follow, and after all three of them had entered the passageway, the shelves clicked back to their original positions, and the walls closed. Before the light from the outside world disappeared, the entire secret passage had been lit up with a faint light, and it turned out that the passage was inlaid with night pearls all around.

Guided by the light of the Night Pearl, the group of three came to the end of the passage, and what greeted them was a bronze gate carved with countless unknown patterns, with three flower-like grooves on the door, and a large transparent gem in the center.

Savasein inserted the three keys into each of the three slots, and pressed his right hand on the gem at the gate, a light blue light flashed, and the three keys spontaneously rotated, and the door slowly opened.

Savasein led Arden and them into this secret room, Arden and they carefully looked at this secret room, the whole secret room is not very large, the left shelf is placed from bone to paper materials, presumably some ancient materials, on the right shelf are placed some strange utensils, it seems to be some ancient creations, and the most attractive thing is the high platform in the center of the secret room, the box that constantly emits blue light.

Savasein closed the door to the chamber and walked to the high platform, motioning for Arden and them to come along, 'Arden, Tardarin, do you feel it?' Savasein pointed to the glowing box and asked his disciple.

'Yes teacher, I, I can feel it, there seems to be a great force in this box. Arden, who felt that something was not quite right with the box after entering the door, was the first to give his opinion.

'That's right, teacher, I feel it too, what is that?' Tardarin, who walked up to the box, also felt the great power.