mtlumby2d Chapter 500: Obtaining the Holy Light Spell
Chapter 500: Obtaining the Holy Light Spell
As the spiritual secret patterns seeped into Francis' mind, abstract phantoms appeared before Lu Yun's eyes.
A grayish-white mist enveloped the surroundings, and illusory figures passed by him.
Successfully entered... Lu Yun took a glance and realized that he had now entered Francis' memory.
The figures that flashed by were the people Francis had met in his memory.
Some of the faces that are clearly visible indicate that they have a deep memory and have had a deep connection with Francis.
The vague one means that the other person is just a passer-by in Francis' life.
After taking a few steps, he saw the tiger.
I heard the secret conversation between the tiger and Francis, and heard the Pope's promise to the tiger.
He also saw the conspiracy between Francis and the church leaders, who attempted to replace royal power with divine power.
He also saw Francis bring back a shabby child from among the beggars wandering on the streets, and gave him the surname "Mu", hoping that the child would be bathed in light.
Unfortunately, he later became a chess piece casually placed by Francis.
Lu Yun looked at the memory fragment that secretly planted a mental suggestion in the sleeping King Mu in the dark night, shook his head, and quickened his pace.
Along the way, Lu Yun witnessed Francis' glorious life.
He grew from an ordinary believer to a red-robed cardinal. At this time, he was still a devout and kind believer of light.
Everything changed until he obtained the Holy Light Spell as a high-ranking official of the church.
His power grew, and his ambition grew.
Lu Yun stopped and looked at the extremely bright and clear memory in the deepest part of Francis' memory.
"Holy Light Curse", found it.
Lu Yun suppressed his inner restlessness and first carefully checked whether there was any mental trap around him.
As the most accomplished and powerful pope in the history of the Church, Francis’ spiritual tactics must be guarded against.
He didn't want to suffer a setback just when he was about to reap the fruits of victory.
After confirming that there was no trap, Lu Yun reached out and began to read the memory that Francis had deeply engraved in his mind.
Paragraphs of obscure text emerged in his mind.
Lu Yun tried to understand, but found that Francis' memory world began to shake.
"Are you losing your mind?"
Lu Yun immediately stopped trying to understand and focused on memorizing.
"Holy Light Spell" is very powerful, but it is not very long.
There are only less than five hundred words, but each word is precious and each word seems to contain a meaning.
It is not easy to read, which greatly increases the difficulty of memorization.
at last.
A few seconds before the memory world collapsed, Lu Yun wrote down the last word, and then watched the world around him begin to disintegrate.
The walking figures turned into hazy mist and lost their shape.
Even now that Francis has regained consciousness, he has become a fool.
No further delay.
Lu Yun exited the memory world, then dictated the "Holy Light Spell" and asked Xiao Ai to record and archive it while analyzing it.
Time passed by minute by minute.
When the last word was finished, Lu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and asked, "Have you memorized everything?"
"Don't worry, Master. The records have been completed. I will start analyzing it now. It is estimated to take 24 hours."
Xiao Ai sat cross-legged in the data space, her elbows resting on her knees, her hands cupping her face as she looked up at the entire "Holy Light Spell" spinning above her head.
The little face was full of strong interest in facing challenging problems.
Lu Yun nodded slightly, gave Haotian the order to return along the original route, and then began to study himself.
The "Holy Light Mantra" is a method of combining mental strength with physical strength, thereby liberating physical potential and stimulating all powers.
This concept is consistent with the theme of the blessing chapter in the Temple to a certain extent.
Lu Yun had been puzzled by this for a long time, and as soon as he got it, he couldn't help but start trying to learn it.
If it is really as he imagined, the combination of "Holy Light Spell" and "Holy Temple", I wonder to what level his physical strength can be raised.
Lu Yun was extremely looking forward to it.
……
Jin Palace.
Qi Tian and several doctors surrounded the unconscious Bertwood VI, their faces filled with anxiety.
In Qi Tian's nervous call, Bertwood finally woke up slowly.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to check on the conditions of several princes.
Qi Tian quickly helped Bertwood sit up: "Your Majesty, how do you feel?"
Bertwood was in a trance for a moment. Looking at the Dragon General in front of him, he suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Mountain General, Francis has committed treason. Spread the news immediately!"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, it's over." Qi Tian quickly comforted him.
"Finish……"
Bertwood VI was slightly stunned and turned around to look: "How long have I been unconscious? A month? Or two months?"
"Who dealt with them? Was 'Extreme Sun God' also dealt with?"
"Your Majesty, it didn't take long, only about half an hour." Qi Tian explained: "It was taken care of by Lu Yun."
Half...half an hour.
Bertwood opened his mouth, his face full of surprise and incomprehension.
This time was so short that he couldn't believe it.
Shan Jun and Francis, one is the strongest pilot in the empire, driving the top imperial mecha "Extreme Sun God", and the other is the Pope who has his warrant and can mobilize all the combat forces of the imperial fleet and the church.
How could such a two-man team-up be defeated in just half an hour?
Although this was a scene he was happy to see, the speed was too unbelievable!
In fact, this half hour is the time it took me to rush over and wake you up. The real battle may have lasted less than ten minutes... Qi Tian muttered secretly in his heart, but His Majesty had just woken up and it was not appropriate to stimulate him again, so he did not explain.
The secretary's office was completely silent, with only the slightest movement of the doctors treating the princes.
for a long time.
Bertwood VI finally regained some spirits and asked, "What are the casualties among the people?"
The battles of the Emperor Mechas are always fought in outer space because their destructive power is too incredible.
If we fight with all our might, this planet won't be able to withstand the terrifying force.
He now only hopes that there won't be too many innocent casualties.
"We are still counting the numbers, but rest assured, Your Majesty, the battle ended quickly and did not cause any major impact."
"It's just that the Jin Palace is somewhat damaged."
Qi Tian lowered his voice.
King Bertwood VI didn't notice anything unusual. He heaved a sigh of relief when he heard there weren't many casualties. He waved his hand generously, "It's just a palace. If it's destroyed, we can just rebuild it. We must ensure that the injured are provided with compensation and aid."
"Your Majesty has mercy."
five minutes later.
Burtwood stood in front of the secretary's office door and remained silent.
Looking ahead at the ruins of the outer city and the extremely eye-catching large pit, he opened his mouth several times but could not utter a word.
The breeze mixed with drizzle blew on his stiff face, bringing a hint of chill.
What about all my palaces?
Where are my sprawling buildings?
What about a square as big as mine?
Of the huge Jin Palace, only a few small buildings remain, standing alone in the ruins, looking extremely desolate.
He couldn't help but look at Qi Tian beside him.
Is this what you mean by "some damage"?
Qi Tian's face was full of respect as he bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, be merciful!"
Bertwood VI withdrew his gaze and looked behind him. The headless "God of Extreme Yang" was lying in the ruins.
Qi Tian immediately explained, "I have already ordered someone to check on the tiger's condition, and I should have a report back soon."
Bertwood VI nodded and was about to say something when his attention was attracted by the red meteor in the sky.
The crowd, who had just breathed a sigh of relief because of Haotian's departure, became nervous again in an instant.