Chapter 239: Growth
Sivi sat in the passenger seat of the airship, leaning his upper body against the wall, staring blankly at the sky outside the circular sealed window. The domain name of this site is spelling, please remember the domain name of this site! β
In the end, he still managed to hold on to Tory Wiegler for half an hour, passing the [Tower of Grinding? Three-tiered test.
But that's about it.
Of the three side quests, except for the Harpie named Eero, who was killed by him with the Void Demon Sword because he was too light on the enemy, the other two failed to complete even one.
He still remembered that in the midst of the flames of war, the old general stood with his sword in his hand, and the sturdy figure of several shadow arrows in his body still stood on the city wall; He still remembered the resoluteness of those demon swordsmen in the face of a tsunami of enemies, and the jade on their faces burned; He still remembered the fierceness with which the mortally injured magicians were still reaching out to cast spells even though they had exhausted the last vestiges of their souls.
He still remembered the man standing on the mountain of countless abyssal demon corpses when the sun was about to set and the sky was filled with blood redβeven though all four wings were broken, his body was wounded countless fatal wounds, his divine brilliance was obscured by blood, and his brilliant aura was too strong to last because his magic power was exhausted, he still stood there with his sword in his hands at dawn.
In front of him was an army of tens of thousands of demons, and this army that was invincible in the past stopped in front of an archangel at this moment. He single-handedly stopped the torrent that rushed back to the entire city, and even though he was about to die, there was never the slightest fear in his eyes full of determination, and he chanted his slogan as always.
"Long live the Lanlot Federation! The Light never falls! β
It wasn't until the end of the day that the magical light in the sky covered the sky, even beyond the afterglow of the setting sun, and gave the most brilliant way of death to this angel of war who would not retreat - probably because those demons also felt his will.
In this regard, Sivi suddenly felt very regretful.
If you have already completed the strategy of both the dungeon and the dungeon before challenging this dungeon, and your strength has been improved to the extreme, maybe you can really turn the tide with this venerable angel and reverse the ending.
It's a pity that it can't be done now, and like the two copies on the first and second floors, the third-layer copy of the Tower of Grinding has disappeared after the completion of Xiwei's strategy, and there is no chance for him to remedy it.
"Is there anything on Mr. Edric's mind?" Nero, who was sitting opposite Sivi, probably felt that the silence was a little too solemn, and after drinking a cup of coffee alone, he finally couldn't help but talk to Sivi.
Incidentally, the cardinal's and Templar's mount, the white Wyvern, was struggling to follow the airship and eat dust...... If it's a real dragon, you might be able to chase the skyship, but the bipedal wyvern is only a wurm after all, even if it has albinism (Nero: not albinism, it's a rare species...... Even if it puffed up its strength, flapping its wings desperately, urging the wind elemental demon core in its stomach, it could only keep up with the empty boat that had already been released.
"It's not a big deal." Sivi took his gaze back from the window and sorted out his mood a little before replying to Nero, "It's just a little insight." β
Compared with the previous two cramming strengths, this time Xiwei has matured mentally as if he has been reborn because he has witnessed the tragic battle and witnessed the fall of the hero. If in the past, Xiwei gave people the feeling of being a cynical young genius with demon-level talent, then now Xiwei really has the temperament of a strong man, even compared with those old powerhouses who have this temperament through the continuous precipitation of age.
It is precisely because of this that when Sivi showed that vicissitudes of life, Nero suddenly had the illusion that he was facing the current pope.
However, being able to become a cardinal bishop at a young age, Nero's spiritual cultivation was naturally not bad, and he quickly came back to his senses.
But this feeling still made him very frightened, when we talked yesterday, his impression of Xiwei was only a relatively strong peer, but after only one night, he had the feeling that he had been left far behind by the one in front of him and became a junior!
"You seem to be a lot stronger suddenly than you were yesterday." So he lowered his head and said half-flatteringly and half-tentatively: "It is worthy of being a master who can establish a magic academy at such a young age, there must be some adventure." β
"It's not that exaggerated, I just figured something out of the blue."
Xiwei also replied half-truthfully: "Magic is not the same as divine art, it is just idealism, as long as we can stick to our heart, the goddess of Qiyao will definitely favor us." β
Anyway, most of the research of the Holy See is divine magic, as long as you are not facing a cardinal or a pope, magic or something, just run a train with a mouthful of words.
"Is that so......" Nero obviously didn't believe it, but Sivi didn't hesitate to ignore the other party's inquiring gaze in line with the principle of 'believe it or not, I believe it anyway'.
In the next few hours, Nero chatted with Sivi and wanted to get something out of his mouth, but after all, he was still a little too young, and there was no comparison with a veteran like Sivi who had experienced countless ups and downs (although most of them were copies).
However, even if it is only a shallow level of power and financial resources, it has already shocked Xiwei.
Except for a few countries that advocate other faiths, the tentacles of the pure white church have spread all over the entire Eastern Plains, and many high-ranking officials and important ministers are members of the church, if they have any ambitions and really want to do something, I am afraid that they can really turn the Eastern Plains upside down!
It is no wonder that a Holy See can sit on an equal footing with the Council of Kings, which has executive power, and the Guild of Seven Yao Mages, which has the highest military power, so that the entire Eastern Plain has formed an extremely delicate separation of powers.
Just as Sivi was still considering what attitude to take towards the behemoth of the Holy See, Nero's voice once again woke him up from his contemplation.
"It's here!" He stood up suddenly, spread his hands, bent down, and made a standard gentlemanly salute towards Sivi, before he straightened up and said in an elegant tone, "Sivi? Mr. Edric, welcome to the 'Pure White Sanctuary'! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend this work as a registered member of literature, and your support is my biggest motivation. )
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