The vision of night turning into day is not only seen in Douala.

This is the movement of the entire starry sky, as long as you haven't slept so late, then you can see this vision in every corner of the continent.

Including the White Mountains.

For thousands of believers on the continent, this place where the Holy See is located is a holy place in their hearts, where the Son founded the Church of the Father, where the Holy Spirit died, where the death penalty of the nobles was greatly curbed, where the Inquisition was born, where the establishment of ecclesiastical schools, and where the right to learn magic was no longer limited to the nobility......

These initiatives that have influenced the course of mankind are closely related here, and the brilliance of the Father is vividly reflected here, even though human dynasties have changed from generation to generation, the White Mountain has always stood tall.

Every believer is proud to come to Baishan for the pilgrimage, but if they really come here at this moment, they will be puzzled, because the buildings on Baishan are too new, as if they have just been built, and there is no sense of historical heaviness that they imagined, it is like a fake Baishan.

In addition, the rumored main peak of Baishan is towering into the clouds, and the top of the mountain does not melt all year round, but the highest peak of Baishan is very different from the rumored - although it is still very high, but the saying "towering into the clouds" cannot be set up, and there is no ice and snow on the top of the mountain that does not melt all year round.

As the maker of the spell hierarchy, the Church of the Father is the most authoritative sorcery institution on the continent, and the people in the Holy See are influenced by this, and they are born with a sense of superiority over the others, which is reflected in many places, and the most notable aspect is in the daily conversations - the daily dialogue of the Holy See is in ancient language.

This is also the only place where people can fully use the ancient language in their daily life, and the speed of improvement in the level of the ancient language is obvious, which is why many less religious mages also use the Holy See as their holy place.

In addition, in the naming of the place name, it can also reflect the pride of the Holy See, for example, the main peak of Baishan, there is no common language name in the official aspect of the Holy See, and the only official name is an ancient name - Jietian Peak.

At the top of the summit is a huge cylindrical mountain, which abruptly stretches up from the middle and points to the sky, which is also the origin of the name of Jietian Peak.

The cylindrical mountain is straight around it, there is no place to climb, and at the very top, there is a flat flat land.

In previous years, the top of the flat land was frozen all year round, but now because the level has dropped sharply, there is no snow on it, and the bare rocks and mud are exposed, and there is no grass or trees, which looks very bleak.

In the middle of this flat land, there is a tower.

Or a small building, because this tower is too small, only two stories high, except for the appearance of the shape of the tower, other aspects and the "tower" really have nothing to do with the "tower".

The first time you see this tower, one word probably flashes through everyone's mind - dilapidated.

Yes, the tower was so dilapidated, the colors were dull, the stains were all over, the bricks had fallen in many places, and there was even a window on the second floor that I don't know where it went, leaving only a black hole there.

At this moment, the door of the tower was closed, and in front of the tower fell asleep an old man.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, his hair was gray, and he slept on a beige blanket spread on the ground under him.

The old man was not wearing many clothes, the outermost was a light-colored coarse linen coat, his wrists and ankles were exposed, and when the wind blew, even the muscles and bones under his clothes could be clearly seen, how thin the clothes were, you can imagine.

Although there is no snow in this place, it is always high, especially now that it is winter, it is even colder here, the cold wind in the middle of the night is whistling, and the whining sound is endless, just listening to the sound makes people can't help but want to shiver.

Even if a young man with strong blood came over, he would be cold and unable to sleep in such a place if he dressed like this, but the old man seemed to have no consciousness at all, and his breathing was very steady.

But suddenly, the old man opened his eyes.

His eyes are extremely peaceful, without a hint of waves, as if he has no emotion, but if you look closely, you will find the infinite compassion contained in them.

As if he had been woken up by something, the old man turned his head to look left and right, as if he was looking for something, but the next moment he stopped his movements, raised his head, and cast his gaze to the sky.

The sky is rapidly brightening.

The old man sat up from the ground without taking his eyes off the sky, and by the time he had sat down, the sky was as bright as day.

This unheard-of vision made the old man look at it for a while, and then he turned his eyes to the broken tower in front of him, but the broken tower stood there so quietly, without any change at all.

"It's over......"

The old man muttered to himself in a low voice, his words were blurred in the cold wind, and as soon as the wind blew, he dispersed, and he could not hear it clearly.

After that, the old man slowly got up from the blanket, walked out, bent down, slowly put the blanket away, and finally slowly walked to the edge of the cliff of the platform, as if he didn't see the cliff in front of him, he walked out directly, and the whole person fell off the platform.

......

If a person's field of vision is infinitely distanced, then just now the old man only needs to turn his head and look at it, and let his eyes shoot straight from the top of the mountain to the southeast, spanning a distance of hundreds of miles, and he can see a four-winged manta dragon soaring in the sky.

This four-winged manta dragon is only an adult, its body is larger than a whole adult elephant, and its wings are not small, each one is the size of a body, and now that the four wings are completely unfolded, it looks extremely large.

And now, on the broad back of this four-winged manta dragon, sits a man.

Compared to this four-winged manta, this man was much smaller, because the sky had completely brightened into daylight, and the man could be seen in his forties, with a bare head and no hair at all.

The clothes on his body were the kind of court-like style that Franciscan merchants were accustomed to wearing, which was gorgeous, but it was a bit nondescript with his bald head.

The man was also attracted by the vision of heaven, and he kept looking at it with his head up, his eyes rolling drippingly, and he kept chanting words and fragments, all of which were ancient words.

"Whew, it's really unfavorable, this kind of vision happened just after leaving, it can't be a real fight...... Well, probably not, if they really had the ability to cause such a celestial phenomenon, they would have fought back a long time ago...... Forget it, no matter what, let's go find Lao Chen and them quickly......"

Reading and reading, the bald head suddenly slapped the back of the four-winged manta dragon under him, and let out a crisp "pop", and the four-winged manta dragon also let out a wail under this beat.

"Hurry up, or believe me or not I'm stewing you mongrel who doesn't know which guy left behind?"

The four-winged manta dragon didn't know if he really understood the intimidation of the bald head or because it was hurt, and the four wings swung faster and flew faster.

......

Santa Vita

Somewhere in the courtyard of the palace, there are flowers.

I don't know what kind of these flowers are, they have not yet withered in the winter, most of them are still in the competition, there are colorful flowers open, exuding different fragrances, walking in the period, smelling these smells, people will feel relaxed and happy unconsciously, although they are in this cold winter night, it seems to have come to spring.

Only a few flowers, after all, could not bear the coldness of this cold winter, and fell down sluggishly, shrunk into a clump, and will not fall off, and the leaves begin to turn yellow.

A white hand passed over it, and with just a pinch, it broke off the flower, which had not yet completely withered.

The hand holds the withered flower, gradually rising, until it is finally placed in front of the eyes of the owner of the hand.

It was a delicate woman's face, with a tall nose, fair skin, fiery red lips, and most striking were her two soaring eyebrows, like sharp swords, almost rushing out of the sides of the face, very eye-catching.

This woman really can't tell how old she is: judging from her facial features alone, she should be in her twenties, but judging from the demeanor between her eyebrows and eyes, she has a very mature charm, and it really doesn't look like a little girl in her twenties can have, but it looks like she is thirty or forty, but she really doesn't look like she is thirty years old.

The woman held the withered flower before herself and stared at it for a few moments, before she raised her head again and looked at the sky as bright as day.

"What does this portend? Is it a warning, or is it an encouragement?......

The woman whispered to herself, so soft that only she could hear it.

The woman murmured for a long time, and finally, as soon as her hand was released, the flower in her hand fell naturally and fell to the ground, and then she naturally stepped forward, stepped on it, and then lifted her foot, only to see that the flowers had been completely crushed, and the already small amount of juice in the flowers was completely squeezed out and stained on the ground.

......

Also in the courtyard of St. Vita, in the Tunguska Cathedral, a woman is looking up at the sky.

The woman's facial features are all just right, and her appearance is extremely beautiful, which is the holy daughter Agnes of the Father's religion.

Agnes's eyes were thoughtful: the sight in front of her reminded her of her time in Cárdenas.

She had seen a similar celestial phenomenon there, the Galactic Glory, but the celestial phenomenon in front of her was obviously even more strange and magnificent than the Galactic Celestial Globe: the Galactic Celestial Globe had appeared at least several times in history, but the scene in front of her had never appeared in the history she knew.

But the similarity between the two still reminded her of a person involuntarily.

“...... Is that you?"

Agnes looked at the sky and muttered to herself.

She was now almost certain that the celestial phenomena she had seen in Cárdenas were caused by Norman, and it was not difficult to think of them when she saw a similar scene now.

......

Under this unprecedented anomalous celestial phenomenon, all the people on the continent who saw it had their own ideas, and in the city lord's palace in Douala, Norman whispered Lancelot's name.

"Lancelot?"

Lancelot's voice came immediately, "Yes, what's wrong?" Lancelot was keenly aware of what was happening, otherwise Norman wouldn't have called him like that.

Although Norman could no longer carefully distinguish the barrage of sailors in the live broadcast room when he needed to use most of his mental power to suppress those alien consciousnesses in his soul, he could still distinguish his spirit and communicate with Lancelot, who was familiar with him.

"How long has it been since you saw that light cluster just now?"

Lancelot knew that Norman wouldn't ask such an inexplicable question for no reason, and that something must have happened in it, so he replied very seriously: "1 minute and 27 seconds now." ”

1 min 27 sec......

Norman had also learned the timekeeping method of the earth world over the years, and although he still couldn't master it very accurately, it was enough for him to have a general understanding of this timekeeping method.

Based on his understanding of this timekeeping method, 1 minute and 27 seconds is a very short time, which is about a few dozen breaths.

In other words, although he spent a long time in the reincarnation time, it was really only a moment for the real world!

Lancelot always said that space and time are one, and Norman could never really understand it, but now he seems to have some understanding......

But now was not the time to think about it, he had to get out of here and go back to the room where they were.

After all, such an abnormal vision suddenly appeared in the sky, and everyone in the castle must have been alarmed, not afraid of accidents, just in case, if someone suddenly came here at this time, or went to their room to find that he was not there, it would not be good.

Thinking of this, Norman hurriedly totoed, kicked up the "Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea" that fell to the ground, grabbed it casually, tapped his toes, and rushed to the door.

After making sure that there was no one outside, he quickly opened the door and slipped out, combining magic and combat skills as he had just come, and slipped quickly and stealthily towards the room he was......

Norman's attention was either attracted by this or that, so he didn't even notice the existence of another person in the music room all the time, and after he left, the girl in the dark poked her head out from behind, and after making sure that Norman had left, she didn't come out of it, but continued to lie inside, her mind full of what had just happened.

When Norman spoke up just now, she was really startled, and she didn't know how to describe her mood.

She thought Norman had found out about her, and she was still thinking about whether she was going out to face him, thinking about what her first words should be said when she saw him to make a good impression on him, and she even thought about what her son would be called and what her daughter would be called if they had children......

But she did think too much, and then Norman's words to herself let her know that Norman was not talking to her, which made her feel depressed all of a sudden, but she didn't have the brains to rush out to introduce herself. Because it seems that Norman doesn't seem to want others to find out who he is.

But it doesn't matter if they don't know each other now, he's in the castle, and they still have a lot of time to get to know each other in a way that's acceptable to him......