Chapter 240 Holy See Temple

Twelve pairs of huge stone carved columns support the main structure of the temple, and each stone pillar is carved with vivid angel patterns and some complex flowing cloud patterns. Each angel's face is exquisitely carved, vivid and vivid. Coupled with some strange pigments as the background, those angels seem to fly out of the stone pillar at any time.

Star went up with Feigron. When the two stood at the feet of the goddess, they felt a really strong sense of oppression from inside the temple.

The thirteen Holy See knights who had surrounded the carriage before also quietly disappeared. Although Star didn't see them, he knew that as long as he had any inappropriate actions, they would appear as soon as possible.

The gate of the temple is tightly closed, and the huge white jade gate is engraved with some wonderful words and decorations, which even Star, who has read almost all the books, does not know.

At the foot of the goddess is a smooth ground made of white jade, and all the water spilled from the water bottle fell here. Those strange ** did not splash up, but fell vertically into the ground. The smooth white jade rippled like the surface of the water, and it was like a greedy land sucking and drenched **.

"I didn't expect you to pick me up in person!" Star nodded slightly and deliberately looked at Fergrand's face. Are your eyes all right?

Fergran's face suddenly swept over the uncontrollable anger, and the right hand holding the scepter couldn't help trembling. He was thinking about how to deal with this difficult boy, but he didn't expect to be robbed by him and asked such a question.

"Well, thank you for your memory. My eyes are much better! I can clearly tell who is the devil and who is a loyal believer of the goddess. Feigran took a deep breath and turned around.

"It's good if your eyes are good!" Star smiled, wiped the space ring with his left hand, took out a yellowed handbook, and quietly handed it over. The wise Pope, this scroll is from the last record of the Elf Empire. Stupid, I don't understand what is described in the handbook. I think you should be able to understand it.

Fergran hummed with his nose and half turned around to take the note. At the moment of pulling open the note, his body shook obviously, and his whole body almost fell to the ground as if he were about to fall.

"His Majesty the Pope!" The knights of the Holy See who were hiding around showed up one after another, and they hurried to Feigrand's side. To be honest, they have never seen Fergland make such a gaffe. Obviously, they attributed Fergrang's gaffe to Star's assassination.

"Recede!" With a cage in his left hand, Feiglan quickly hid the notes in the wide cloak. Leave the temple within 500 yards, and don't approach me at will without my order!"

"Yes!" The knights couldn't help looking at each other, but because of the Pope's order, they had to disappear into the air again.

Feigran was so angry that he trembled all over, and the mustache on the corners of his mouth couldn't help shaking. What Star gave him was the last record of the elf empire. It was clearly a scroll of the Spring Palace - the hand-painted book of those damn Drow elves.

"If Your Majesty likes it, I can attach a few volumes to you. I have a special rubbing stone seal here. You can have as many as you want!"

Star followed the sentence just right, which almost made Fergland fall to the ground. Feigrand angrily held the handwritten in his hand, and a cluster of milky white flames spread out along his palm, and instantly burned the obscible handwriting into powder.

"My honor is your loyalty! My child, the goddess likes your tribute. Feigrand took a deep breath and spit out a string of bright magic spells with a round cavity. However, he did not add magic to others as usual, but on himself.

Star looked at Feig Lang, who had added the 'calmness' on himself, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. A godless pope, what good can he do?

"What is this?" Star quickly changed the topic. He knew that the purpose had been achieved this time. When Feigrand intercepted himself at the door of the temple, he must have his plan. This move that I didn't follow the routine completely disrupted Feiglang's plan, and now I have gone from passive to active.

Star asked three times in a row, and then Feigrand came to his senses.

There are continuous ripples on the flat platform at the foot of the goddess statue, like the color of white milk. How can her water bottle pour out so much water... I only feel the light element.

"It's alchemy." Feigran stared at Star fiercely and had to explain patiently. Inside the water bottle is connected to the statue of the god, and the machinery made by the alchemist runs through all this. The machine draws water from the ground, flows through the water bottle supported by the permanent light magic, and then lies down. The water here is only the most ordinary water. After the light magic in the water bottle, it is also stained with the light element.

Star nodded, and his eyes suddenly floated to the gate again.

He has also seen this kind of machinery before, and there is even a more sophisticated set of machinery in Sadek's library. However, the most important part of this statue is not the machine in the goddess's body that can pump water by herself, but the water bottle held high in her hands.

Any magician who has added permanent magic to an item will be downgraded, and it is also permanent.

The light element in the water bottle in the goddess's hands is not ordinary, and even Star can feel that it is likely to come from a holy land magic hand. But who will permanently downgrade such a decoration and become worthless from the magician at the top of the continent? Star sighed secretly in his heart, from which he could see how strong the Holy See was.

"Yes, under Staran. I forgot to say that seven days later is the day of your baptism. At that time, all the civilians in the imperial capital will come to watch the ceremony. You are the first clergyman to be baptized on the throne of Pope. Feig Lang looked at Star's surprised eyes and said loudly.

"Should I say that this is my honor?" Star replied sarcastically.

"You're wrong. That's just my honor." Feigran nodded slightly and pointed to the goddess statue beside him. You know, in seven days, you will kneel here. Let the holy water wash and wash the dirt from the world on your body.

"What?" Star's eyes widened, and his attention was all focused on the following sentence. His body has the purest demon power from the fear demon king. Isn't it like sulfuric acid when he encounters these water full of bright elements?

"It's not wrong. The 'purification' is permanently added in the water bottle. Although an ordinary priest can release 'purification', I'm afraid that the water after the infinite cycle of the water bottle has been..." Feigran laughed twice. He looked at Star's slightly discolored face and finally found a glimmer of victory.

Although Feigrand's words are not finished, Star can also know to what extent the water flowing through the 'purification' countless times will reach, and every drop of water is even comparable to a magician-level single magic. If a basin is drenched, it is enough to burn a big demon to ashes.

"The silver cross sword of the Holy See's law enforcement team is refined after being soaked in these holy water. I think you should have tasted that kind of pain." Fergran couldn't help laughing again. Staran, I'm looking forward to your baptism in seven days. There will be a lot of people you know who come here that day, magic guilds, alchemy guilds... I think the expressions on their faces must be very interesting.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it, too." Starr snorted coldly. Your Holiness, will you only let a guest who comes all the way to stand outside the temple? Is this the hospitality of the Holy See? Even as a cardinal, I feel a little cold in my heart.

'I think you're afraid of catching a cold!' Feigran couldn't help laughing in his heart. However, then he quickly turned his eyes to the closed white jade gate. "As a loyal believer of the goddess, the only key to knocking on the door is light magic. You don't know light magic. I'm afraid it's difficult for you to even enter the gate of the temple in the future.

At this point, Feigland deliberately pretended to be sorry. I forgot that maybe in seven days, you will never need to step into this gate again.

Star laughed twice. He did not fight back against Fergran's ridicule, but chanted the spell of light magic loudly. In the name of light, the glory of the goddess is our permanent belonging..."

Feigran's eyes widened. He didn't understand why Starr did this. But he could clearly feel that with the progress of Star singing the spell, the light elements in the air were gathering rapidly. However, this is not light magic... Everything magic has a strong rhythm, and even the dragon curse can't be avoided. When the magician sings a spell, after each syllable, the gathered elements will have an extremely regular beating.

Although Star controls the light elements in the air, Feigrand knows that this is only the function of alchemy.

With the end of the chanting of the spell, Star Gaogao waved his right hand. The light ball, which had gathered in the center of the hand, quickly hit the closed white jade gate.

At this moment, a strange moonlight light lit up on the huge white jade door. Countless words and carvings suddenly turned into rolling mercury. After a few rapid rotations like a streamer, a holy goddess appeared in front of the white jade gate.

The goddess curled up and put her hands together, forming a gesture of prayer.

With the squeaky sound of the wooden door between the waves, the white jade door slowly opened, revealing the farthest glorious light.

Sta looked at Fergrange proudly and bowed slightly. Let's go, my distinguished Pope!"