The Grand Plaza of Olympia suddenly darkened a lot, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the clear sky seemed to be covered with a layer of black velvet cloth, pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Countless citizens looked up at the sky, their eyes full of consternation, not knowing what had happened, why did the sunlight suddenly disappear?

In the sky above the Great Temple of Radiance, countless dark clouds converged, forming a huge vortex that covered the entire sky in view.

There was a thunderous sound that shook the heavens and the earth in the whirlpool, and golden light slowly bloomed from the center of the whirlpool, like an elixir overflowing from a wine glass.

Countless winged and beautiful and slender little angels float in the sky, singing the name of God, and the ethereal and melodious murmuring sound falls from the sky, echoing in the world, giving people the feeling of being in a fairyland.

Countless devout believers prostrated themselves on the ground with excitement, and all the clergy who witnessed this scene in and around Olympia Square knelt down without self-protection, reciting words from the "Sacred Codex" and constantly praying with crosses on their chests.

Inside the sanctuary

Diana stood in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the interior of the sanctuary was very large and majestic, causing the more than 300 Templars to stand in the main hall to look very empty.

Behind Diana, all the Templars, the six Grand Samurai Chiefs, and the eighteen Templar Elders all knelt down, praying in prayer as they watched the light slanting through the glass windows.

Diana stared out the window without blinking, bathed in the purest heavenly light, and above her head, a golden holy pattern appeared, shimmering with light.

The delicate and beautiful snow-white wings spread out behind the new Templar Master, and the dreamlike white wings appeared more agile and shiny, gently trembling in the light, as if enjoying the nourishing effect of the divine light of the heavenly realm.

Diana let out a breath and was surprised to find that the serious injuries she had suffered in the abyss had actually healed under the light, and that the benefits she had gained were not limited to this, under the light of the heavenly light, she felt that her divine favor had been further strengthened, and her magic power had begun to grow steadily.

After arriving in the Sanctuary, it became extremely difficult to increase the mana, and many Juggernauts' magic power was not much higher than the day they entered the Sanctuary, so they needed to create an endless stream of sword skills and a powerful magic weapon to make up for the lack of strength.

As a god, Diana's magic growth is even more difficult than that of ordinary Sanctuary powerhouses native to the plane.

Although the angel wings have brought her a terrifying increase in power, under the suppression of the laws of the plane, her magic growth will also become countless times more difficult than the previous ten years, and it is even very likely that she will stay in place for decades or even hundreds of years.

It is for this reason that many angels who descend on this plane have been unable to advance for the rest of their lives.

But now, half of this biggest problem has been solved.

"Thank you, teacher!" the woman blinked in the light, her emerald pupils full of tenderness.

Inside the Royal Palace.

The Grand Prince of Byron paced his palace restlessly, and since learning that Archbishop Meron had been taken away by the Templars, he had been walking up and down his chambers with an uneasy expression on his face.

"Anxiety will not help you solve your problems, but will increase unnecessary troubles in vain, Byron, I told you many years ago. An old and indifferent voice came from behind him, and it seemed that he didn't have much respect for His Royal Highness the Great Prince.

The eldest prince smiled bitterly, disapproving, the person behind him was something he didn't want to offend at all, "However, Meron knows that secret, if Diana learns the truth from him, I'm afraid His Majesty the Emperor won't leave me any way to live." ”

"The tradition of the Gryphant family has always been like this, for the sake of the family's legacy, they can endure many bloody intrigues that are not visible from within, including fratricidal and flesh-and-blood strife, but they can never accept blatant interference from the outside world. ”

"What if everyone in Olympia City knows that I don't have the blood of the Holy Empire at all?"

There was a violent thunderclap outside the window of the dormitory, and the whole hall trembled, not knowing if it was because of the thunder or because of hearing this terrible secret that shocked the world.

The gray eyebrows of the old man sitting on the wicker chair behind Byron furrowed slightly, like the folds in his modest cloak, not because he heard this answer, but because he was very dissatisfied with Byron's cowardice.

"Twenty-seven years ago, when I brought you back from that monastery, you had a completely different look in your eyes than it does now. The old man said, "At that time, your eyes were full of ambition, thirst for power, and disgust with the injustice of the world, but now, I see only cowardice and weakness in your eyes, which is no different from those who are born lowly." ”

"The first day you stepped into this palace, I told you that from now on, you have to think of yourself as a real imperial prince, both physically and mentally, and I even let Meron train you for a while, so that no one in the palace can see that you are disguised. ”

The old man stared at one of the most deeply planted chess pieces in the empire, "In the past twenty years, you have always played your role very well, and in the rebellion in the imperial capital ten years ago, you also behaved very decisively, like a truly ruthless politician, I am very pleased with this." ”

Byron knew what the old man was referring to, the rebellion that shook the empire ten years ago, and many people speculated that he was the main messenger behind it.

But no one would have guessed that Prince Byron himself was just a pawn, and it was the old man sitting on a wicker chair who really planned the turmoil.

Behind this rebellion was a millennium-long game between the Holy See and the imperial power, as well as a conflict of ideas between two great figures of the previous generation.

"You don't have to worry about Meron saying all this. The old man closed his eyes, "Even in the Sanctuary, I have a way to make him never open his mouth." ”

Hearing this, Byron breathed a sigh of relief and solemnly bowed to the old man who had raised him from an orphan of civilians to the heir of the Holy Empire today, "Thank you for your help, Lord Drakes. ”

The old man, the current chief judge of the church, Drex Sino, suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the brilliant light in the sky outside the window, looking at the vision above the temple, and his expression was complicated.

"How many years have you not seen an old friend's [Oracle]?"

Drakes sighed softly, his tone a little nostalgic and a little sentimental. "Forty years, or fifty years? Sure enough, as people get old, their memories get worse and worse. ”