Chapter 642: Bishop Shahril

After leaving the dwarven blacksmith shop, Chen Jing was still at a loss.

"Ling Yun, can we go to the Holy City of Light?"

"That's right." Ling Yun smiled and nodded. "However, after going to the Holy City of Light, it is still a question whether you can enter the Holy Church. Moreover, with Mohan's presence, those who are in the shadows will never dare to hit us with their ideas. If we accidentally offend Mohan because of us, it is a loss they cannot afford. ”

"Ling Yun, in fact, you deliberately showed that token in front of that big man before, and there is also a reason for this." Su Wanyue asked at Ling Yun.

"That's right, this matter is for those people in the dark. Most of the elite armor of the Norton Empire is produced by the dwarves. If they want to do something to us as dwarven guests, they will have to weigh it carefully. Ling Yun said with a smile. Let's go. ”

After Ling Yun and the others left, Mo Han and the others couldn't wait to walk up to the knight's sword and began to observe it seriously.

"From now on, there are no problems with this sword, and it can play the full function of the artifact." Mohan's hand touched the knight's sword, his face full of surprise. "I have never seen this technique before forcing out the demonic qi lurking in the deepest part of the artifact without any damage to the knight's sword."

"That's right, and this is still a person with a dual realm, and his realm should be quite special, and it may have a huge restraint effect on demonic energy." The Heavenly Forger spoke.

"No, don't you think that being able to condense the dual realm into your hands is the most terrifying thing, when that dual realm appeared, I think everyone present should have felt a burst of heart palpitations." Another Celestial Forger said.

"What is the origin of this person? Mohan, you know what? ”

"I don't know where this person came from. The only thing I know now is that this person has an unusual relationship with the elves, and it may be extremely terrifying. Elven High Priest Andya, you should know. Mohan said.

"Yes." Hearing this name, everyone present couldn't help but nod, with a hint of palpitation in their eyes, obviously the name Andya gave them a lot of pressure.

"I heard from our Majesty that His Excellency Andya called that man sir." Mo Han's words were tantamount to throwing a bombshell, and all the people present were stunned.

"To be called Mr. by that old monster of Andya, that person, who the hell is that?" Everyone present gasped.

"Master Mohan." Just then, a voice came.

Mo Han looked up and saw a figure covered in holy light slowly walking into the small courtyard.

"I said Shahrir, you guy don't always make a ball of holy light to wrap up your whole person, it looks very dazzling!" Looking at this figure whose whole body was shrouded in holy light, Mo Han frowned and said.

"No way, I'm used to it." The figure shrugged its shoulders, the light on its body slowly dissipated, and a handsome young man appeared in front of everyone.

"Shahril, if I hadn't seen you as a child, I would have thought you were some kind of old monster turned into." Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Moore sighed a little in his tone.

Shahril is the youngest bishop in the Church of Light. Shahril is a natural body of light, and has a terrifying cultivation talent in light-attribute magic. Although he is only thirty years old now, his strength has already stepped into the Heavenly Domain, which makes many strong people of the older generation feel ashamed. And its handsome face has also made many beauties unforgettable. It is said that when he traveled again, the beautiful women who came to watch him even paralyzed the traffic for a while. After seeing his true face, the princess of the Empire of Light even released a declaration that he would not marry.

In order to get out of this situation, Shahril declared that he was in retreat and went into hiding. But in fact, he quietly broke through to the Heavenly Domain and became the most mysterious of the bishops of the Holy See, Bishop of the Holy Light.

As for why he is called the Bishop of the Holy Light, it is because when Shahril appeared in front of others, he always covered his body with the Holy Light, and with the addition of a magical Holy Light Magic, he had such a title.

"Master Mohan, I don't know what the situation is with the Paladin's Sword, I just felt a powerful power of holy light rising up in the small courtyard." Shahril bowed slightly to Mohan.

"Little Shahrir, I have good news for you, this paladin's sword has been successfully repaired." Mohan said, pointing to the Paladin's sword stuck in the courtyard.

"Really?" A hint of surprise appeared on Shahril's face.

I saw him in his hand, and the invisible suction instantly sucked the Paladin's sword inserted on the ground into his hand. He flicked his fingers on the sword, and the dazzling holy light shone from the sword, and the powerful power of the holy light rippled around him. But this powerful holy light was restrained by Shahrir within three feet of his body, and it did not leak out at all.

"Shahrir, your control of the light element is really getting stronger and stronger." Looking at the holy light around Shahrir, a hint of surprise appeared on Moore's face. "I think it won't be long before you'll be able to surpass your teacher, Archbishop Sière."

"It's not so easy to surpass the teacher." Shahril shook his head slightly, dissipating the holy light around him, and the sword of the paladin in his hand also converged in light, turning into the usual ceremonial sword.

"Master Mohan, this time it is really hard for you, you have actually expelled the inexplicable power in the Paladin's Sword, and the Paladin's Sword has not been damaged." Shahril bowed to Mohan.

Mohan stepped aside: "No, I can't afford your gift, this paladin's sword can be restored, but it is not my masterpiece." ”

"It's not Master Mohan, but that master?" Shahril said with some surprise.

"Don't worry, you listen to me slowly." Mohan waved his hand at Shahril and said slowly.

"Do you mean that the Paladin's Sword became like this because it was invaded by demonic energy, and that gentleman named Lingyun took action in front of you to expel the demonic energy in the Paladin's Sword?" After listening to Mohan's account, Shalir's eyes were full of disbelief. "This, how is this possible, why does the demonic energy appear in the Sword of the Paladin?"

As the bishop of the Holy See of Light, Shahril is naturally no stranger to such things as demonic energy. However, the fact that there was a demonic energy in the Sword of the Paladin made him completely unbelievable. Not to mention how this demonic energy penetrated into the Paladin's Sword, just where the Paladin's Sword was stored, it was completely impossible for the demonic qi to appear.

"Shahrir, as much as we feel incredulous, it is true that a few of us have seen this with our own eyes. In the end, the demonic qi that overflowed from the sword body was naturally not unfamiliar to a few of us. I think something big may happen to you in the Holy See. Mohan said.

"No, the stakes are high, I must tell the teacher about this matter as soon as possible, so that he can decide." A look of anxiety appeared on Shahrir's face. "Master Mohan, do you know where that Mr. Lingyun is now?"

"I really don't know. However, we have made an appointment to meet here tomorrow. Asked by Shahrir, Mohan had a rare trace of embarrassment on his face.

Hearing Mo Han's words, Shahrir let out a sigh of relief: "Then tomorrow the master must keep Mr. Lingyun, I will go first." ”

Looking at Shalir who hurriedly left after enveloping him with holy light, Mohan sighed lightly, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. He felt as if there was a black hand quietly shrouded in this continent.