Loren. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy See's observatory is built on top of the highest hill in this small and small kingdom of the gods, and is a cylindrical tower with a domed dome with a marble column structure typical of the ancient Lorren Empire.

Beneath the dome of the tower is the ancient collection of the Holy See, the legendary Great Telescope built according to the design of the gods, which is still one of the best astronomical telescopes in the world, even in today's era of elite telescopes.

Pope William III is now standing next to the telescope, looking at the bright stars in the blue sky on one mirror.

"Power ......"

The emaciated Pope groaned in front of the mirror.

"We didn't give the order, the light of science shouldn't have been there......"

"I know. ”

The Pope nodded slightly, and there was an unconcealable aging in his voice.

"According to calculations, the attack was aimed at a place in the desert of Emunquet, so it was the force that acted, and its trajectory passed just over there. ”

"I know. ”

The Pope nodded again.

Then there was silence in the narrow, dark space.

Everyone looked at the Pope, speculating on his thoughts, but they couldn't see anything in the face of the weak old man.

"I know everything......"

The Pope sighed in his heart, and once again felt his own weakness deeply.

If it weren't for the Holy See, then the only one who could make a star shine the light of science was science, the one and only god himself.

The gods told the Pope about his plan before the action, but it was no more.

If the Pope is unable to understand the decision of the gods, it means that something very serious is happening.

But the old man did not understand why science had suddenly changed its plans, abandoning the sacrifice of Magellan in favor of his death, and even directly using the light of science, not because the original plan had just suffered a setback.

"This is the will of the gods. ”

"The victory of light will come. ”

The crowd revolved around the Pope bowing their heads in prayer, full of reverence.

And the Pope had only a sigh in his heart.

"My lord...... What the hell do you want......"

......

If anyone had ever seen a piece of pure gold melt under a top-down laser, he would understand how dangerous Bartes could be in the light of science.

The divine power scattered by the light of science is far more dangerous than melted gold, and no one knows what this out-of-control force will create.

"There is no doubt that the Holy See does not care at all. ”

"Actually...... Perhaps the goddess protected Magellan. ”

The countess glanced at the melting of the pure gold, and a premonition of danger arose in her heart.

"Perhaps, if the light of science had fallen directly on Magellan, he would have turned into a wisp of smoke. ”

The sand pirates had been routed, and they had fled in all directions under the onslaught of divine power, leaving only the sand dunes in shambles, and a huge war machine.

"Who exactly is the Holy See's target?"

Amon smiled, he knew what the countess was talking about, the Holy See should not know about the existence of Butters at all, and even if it did, it would not be able to determine the location, then there was only one possibility for the real goal of the light of science.

"Magellan......"

A terrifying fluctuation suddenly came, interrupting what Amon was about to say.

It was a terrifying explosion, and the dying god erupted with a complete blast of divine power, creating an eerie dead silence and a bright light that rivaled the sun, and then sank into silence in the flying sand.

The countess held out a hand towards the wall-like sandstorm approaching slowly, but in the end she did not take a step.

Her sense of smell, her sight, her hearing, and even her transcendent perception of essence, divine power, all told her that there was nothing left there.

Then the sandstorm came.

The mages who had just been given a chance to breathe held up their essence shields, minimizing the impact as much as possible, and preparing to fight the terrifying frenzy that followed.

It would be a terrible gust of wind and a bright light that would make everyone lose their sight, accompanied by stinging and scorching heat, and the scale would be a complete disaster, and the truly terrifying shock that would cause it all to follow.

Divine power, a transcendent power that can only be seen in Emanchet today, will bring about a real catastrophe.

The expected shock came as promised.

The powerful master magician, along with Countess Amon, held up their shields to protect the surviving young apprentices, huddled together as much as they could, but the area hit was still too large.

In the sandstorm, it was pitch black, the wind horn ghost cried as if the sky was falling apart, the world was like chaos unopened, and there was constantly muffled thunder, like the sound of a boulder falling to the ground.

But this is only the beginning, and what follows is the opening of the heavens and the earth, and finally the desperate waves of divine power.

Everyone was struggling to survive this terrifying onslaught, and time seemed to stand still.

And then, finally, everything was calm again.

No one was hurt, everyone was unharmed, the light that obscured the senses dissipated, a blue sky on the dunes, thick clouds evaporated by the light of science, a blue void surrounded by white clouds, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the continuous clouds and fell on the flat dunes.

"Holy See ......"

"Meow!"

A cat's meow rang out suddenly, and the countess turned and saw Magellan crawling out from under the sand and Miss Betty running towards her like lightning.

"You survived. ”

The countess catches the kitten that jumped into her arms, and then looks at a dusty Magellan.

"What happened?"

Magellan lowered his head and shook the sand out of his hair, spit out a mouthful of spitting mixed with sand, and then walked towards the countess: "A lot of things, I didn't expect it to end up like this......"

He walked one foot deep and one foot shallow in the sand dunes, patting his dusty clothes and glancing to his side.

Seeing Magellan's eyes, Athena, who was standing beside him, showed a smile that was exactly the same as that of the countess.

"Unfortunately, I do have a little bit of an idea of what's going on. ”

Magellan knew that only he could hear this, and he smiled ugly and came to the countess.

"We've had a lot of luck. ”

"Yes," the countess nodded, giving Magellan a meaningful look, "and everyone has survived. ”

Under the protection of the magicians, the apprentices were unscathed, and now they began to show their effects, and a huge sleigh with essence power was assembled, enough to bring the detached magicians back to the distant camp at once.

"Let's go. ”

Sitting on this large, very thick-looking plank, Magellan took one last look at the collapsed sphinx on the sand dune, and then lay down.