East of the Hayspade Islands.

Lekel Cavendier, who had appeared in the humble temple and persuaded Ieta Cavendir to give the power of 'steam' to the family, wore a silver-white chain mail engraved with intricate magic patterns, and stomped on the bluestone floor towards a temple.

Since the fall of the Lord of Dawn and the oracle of the Lord of Dawn to clean up the Cavendils, the Cavendir family has moved to the Hayspade Islands.

Far from the mainland, the Hyspade Islands have a violent climate on the ocean and the sea tribes that dominate the sea as a natural barrier against the attacks of the Church of the Dawn.

"It's strange, why did you suddenly summon all the people who were out there, could it be that the people of the Church of Dawn are planning to concentrate their forces on attacking the Hyspade Islands?" was about to enter the temple, Laker Cavendir muttered under his breath, and walked in quickly.

The temple is not big, and there are many people inside, but it strangely does not give people a feeling of crowding.

Lekel Cavendier glanced at it, and saw that everyone's faces were heavy, and their faces sank.

It can't really be that the Church of the Dawn is planning to concentrate on attacking the Hyspade Islands.

Although the Cavendier family has existed since the Third Age, spanning two eras without declining, the depth is incredible, but no matter how deep the heritage is, it depends on who it is compared with.

Once compared with the Church of the True God, there is no Christian family without the support of the True God behind it.

He glanced around, saw his friend, and immediately walked up to him and whispered, "What's going on? What's going on?"

His friend was a handsome young man in gray leather armor and a black coat underneath.

Seeing that it was Lekel Cavendil, the young man also lowered his voice and said the matter, "Last night's Prophetic Crown predicted that a great catastrophe would befall the Highspade Islands in the near future. ”

A huge disaster?

Lekel Cavendier asked in a deep voice, "What calamity?"

The young man shook his head slowly,

The Crown of Prophecy did not predict a specific catastrophe, but only saw a golden figure disappear in a flash. ”

Lekel Cavendil's face sank like water.

As an extremely powerful prophecy artifact, even if it is a god, it can be predicted, but now it can't predict a disaster, so it can only mean one thing, there is a powerful existence that interferes with the prophecy of this artifact.

Coupled with the fact that the golden figures had always been a sign of the gods, he suspected that the Lord of Dawn was about to descend on the Seaspad Islands to sweep away the remnants of their old era.

If only the family hadn't forced Ieta Cavendil to hand over the authority of 'steam' and fully supported Ieta Cavendil to become the god of steam and machines, so that even if the Lord of the Dawn descended, we would have the capital to fight...... Lekel Cavendier sighed inwardly.

A true god, even if he can't fight the Lord of the Dawn, can make them calmly leave and hide in a place where other Lord of the Dawn can't find out.

But unfortunately, the people above their family chose to demand that Ieta Cavendil hand over the 'steam' authority, and Iyetacavendil also chose to confront.

The end result was that the family lost the possibility of further development, and Ieta Cavendir fell directly.

When!when!

The bell of the temple rang melodiously, and the patriarch of the Cavendir family, Seel Cavendil, who was standing in front of the altar and praying, slowly turned around and spoke in a low voice,

"The Prophecy Crown predicts that the Cavendir family is in danger. ”

"I need to use your power to perform rituals, pray to the Lord of the Dawn, and obtain divine power to serve as a source of energy for the crown of prophecy, to make an accurate prediction of the future, to determine where the danger will come from, so that I can respond. ”

As he spoke, Cer Cavendil took out a crown made of crystals and placed it on his head.

The crown is not large, just above the head.

He put it on, and a faint white light flew out of the crown like a firefly, slowly spinning, forming a white band of light.

Pray to the Lord of the Dawn...... If the family had helped Iyeta Cavendir to become a true god, how could they be so frightened today...... Lekel Cavendier muttered in his heart, and his heart became more and more dissatisfied with the family.

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, he still passed on his power as the patriarch said, gathered with the power of everyone, opened the boundary between the main plane and the astral plane, and facilitated them to communicate with the Lord of Dawn.

Soon, a transparent whirlpool emerged in the sky, and a large amount of silver seawater belonging to the astral plane spewed out of the whirlpool.

Everyone was bathed in the 'sea', but none of them felt suffocated, but there was a wonderful, spiritually pleasant feeling.

Under the influence of the 'sea', Lekel Cavendier became happy, as if he was doing something inappropriate for children, and a pleasant feeling came from below.

But instead of indulging in pleasure, he raised his hand as soon as the pleasure happened and punched himself in the chest.

The silvery-white metal gloves slammed into the chain mail of the same color, making a crisp 'bang' sound.

Lekel Cavendier had a pained look on his face, and he took advantage of the situation to suppress the feeling of pleasure.

He looked around and saw his people fighting the pollution of the astral plane by knocking themselves on the head, or erecting protective shields, or by unleashing their own charms on themselves.

As a pure spiritual world, the astral realm is full of inexplicable spiritual pollution, and if you contact the astral realm without any protection, you will be affected by the pollution, and your personality will be deflected, and at worst, you will directly become a seemingly calm and rational madman.

"Praise be to you, my fathers, the eternal sun, the great Lord of the morning light, the rising sun, the Lord of hope......"

Seel Cavendir prayed in a low voice.

Under normal circumstances, the gods in the astral plane would not be able to perceive beliefs from the outside world, but as the boundaries between the main plane and the astral plane were broken, the threads of faith were reconnected with the fallen Lord of Dawn.

Seizing this opportunity, Serel Cavendil quickly told the Lord of Dawn in the form of a prayer that His divine power would descend.

A huge amount of divine power was transmitted from the depths of the distant astral realm and landed on the crown of prophecy.

This artifact made of crystal immediately emitted a white light, and pictures appeared in the light.

However, at this moment, a golden figure appeared, reaching out to grasp the crown of prophecy.

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