It was a bit of a surprise that Dantès was able to read the ancient Theros script, but it also made sense, which may be why the King of the World had arranged for him to help Magellan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Actually, the statue of the goddess was not hidden on the island. ”

"Where would that be......" the maid looked pensive.

"Get ready to go, you'll know when you arrive. ”

......

Loren, Scientology, Chapel.

Pope William III struggled to open the door and entered the darkened chapel.

He was a small old man, already very weak, and had to rely on crutches to make it difficult.

The Pope, who knew everything about the dark chapel, walked over to the cold fireplace, gasping for breath with difficulty.

Many times, William would have thought that he would either have been abandoned by the gods or favored by the gods before he was born at a time when humans had lost their reverence for the gods. And after he became a cardinal, the answer to this question was determined: he was the one who was favored, but still, the pope often thought about it and never got an answer.

He was considered by many to be a man without dignity, in large part from the coronation of the king of the world. But the Pope himself was only grateful to the Emperor, and he always believed that that His Majesty's disrespectful act actually saved him from embarrassment.

Of course, this era, while not the worst, is by no means the best. There's always good news, though.

The Last Judgment, the day when this unfortunate world will never disappear, is near.

In the beginning, this day did not exist, but the apostles wrote down the prophecy, so that after two thousand years, the final victory would come.

And a few months ago, the last fragment of divine power returned, and that day would come a hundred years later.

And if this effort succeeds, the aging pope will live to see that day.

Of course, it wasn't all smooth sailing, and there were even cardinals who fled with the Holy Grail to prevent the return of the Divine Power Fragments, and the next action was still difficult.

But at least, the future is bright.

The old man thought this, and his heart calmed down.

He struck the flint with difficulty, trying to light the fire, but after a long time, the Pope only watched the brilliant sparks flicker in the darkness.

He was a little absent-minded, because he remembered the child, the child who was going to help him with this impossible task.

From the old man seeing the wild dog in the orphanage to now hiding next to the king of the world, this emaciated child has never disappointed him.

This is a perfect believer, pious and steadfast in his faith, brave in the face of danger, and always able to get the job done, no matter how difficult it may be.

But this time was different from all the previous missions, a sacrifice for the most determined unbelievers in the world to sacrifice themselves, and it was simply not a funny joke at all.

However, this task must be accomplished.

The Pope's hands trembled, but the old man was still knocking on the flint, and he thought that perhaps he just liked to see the sparks in the dark.

But eventually, his ordeal ended, and a fire broke out in the furnace, and the flickering light of the fire illuminated the small chapel.

The Pope took the note from his bosom, but did not throw it into the fire, as before.

He stood there like an ordinary old man, looking like he had been caught up in some vague memory.

Then, the old man let go of his hand and let the tiny piece of paper fall into the flames.

The piece of paper rose and fell like a white butterfly in the fire, and then the edges began to light up, emitting a brilliant golden mixed with red light, and the place where the light passed turned black, and finally, the butterfly turned into powder and disappeared.

Martin ...... My kids ......"

......

Magellan's archaeological team had been formed, and he felt that this time, with Dantès's right-hand man, and good luck, he would be able to find the statue of the goddess of victory.

Dantès had already arranged the itinerary for his archaeological team, everything was ready, and it was time to go.

In an open space in the summer palace, Magellan watched as he had selected the team members: a professor of archaeology Francie and three of his students to sort out the findings, an army team to keep the archaeological team safe, and a team of skilled excavators with a lot of experience and cooperation.

It's the best combination, it's all there, and they're just one step away from success: action.

"Let's go. ”

After Magellan finished speaking, he and all the team members followed Dantès out of the clearing.

After a few moments of wandering around the complex gardens of the summer palace, Dantès stopped in the shade of a tree: "Ahead is the big guy who took us away from Franci, don't be frightened." ”

"He" is now a kind old man with gray hair, Sven Wen, who likes to joke and is very affable. From the beginning of Magellan's recruitment of players, Dantès looked like this when the two were not alone, and he gained the friendship of many team members.

Hearing Dontès say this, the players, including Magellan, laughed. They followed through the bushes, and then a smile froze on their faces.

In a clearing, there was a behemoth, it was an airship, and from the towering white chimney, instead of the black soot of the steam engine, white mist wafted out.

Unlike the surprise and admiration of the players, Magellan's mood is a little more complicated. An airship was only a few months to build, and he couldn't imagine how long it would take her royal purchaser to hand over all the technology to her royal factory after the king of the world learned of the existence of a small internal combustion engine.

"You're terrible, Dontès......"

"Please don't say that, it's Your Majesty who is truly remarkable. ”

Magellan shook his head and stepped onto the airship.

......

It took them a month to reach Theros.

After disembarking from the airship in a small town outside the mountain, the archaeological team began to move.

Magellan took Dantès, a part-time translator, to find a guide among the local residents, and the next day, the team members who had rested all night in the town set out with him.

As Magellan expected, the sturdy bearded uncle was one of Byron's grave keepers, and he looked at Dantès differently and did not know how the king of the world did it.

After two days of walking on a rugged mountain road, they finally reached their destination.

The team quickly got busy, setting up camp on a relatively gentle hillside in the mountains and getting ready to get to work.

On the way, Magellan is always in charge of guiding the way, and the guide is looking for a path on the hillside to reach the target point determined by Magellan.

Magellan's choice of target points is strange, with the phrase "passing through a few hills in a certain direction", but strangely enough, they didn't get lost along the way.

Eventually, they came to this special hill in the mountains.