Chapter 67 - His majesty the pope who spreads the holy light (10) (1/2)
Chapter 67
His majesty the pope who spreads the holy light (10)
Translated by: Niladri
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The half of the temple on Lalan Heights was not as well preserved as the half on the Dragon Island, and there were almost only ruins left. But the long wall painted with the prophetic murals was still well preserved under the effects of divine power. The vivid painting was exactly like the previous part.
Only the dragon God whose strength was comparable to the other Gods could divide the mural into two halves, one half of which was lifted up into the air, leaving the other half on the ground. This was why the ruins of this temple have remained here for tens of thousands of years, and the prophecy of the God of light has not been heard of in the mainland.
In the upper part of the earth, only the last scene of the prophetic mural was left.
On the one hand, endless armies of the undead were present. On the other hand, in front of the allied army of living creatures, there stood a small figure, green skin, long ears, slightly ugly face, was a goblin.
It was a goblin who had ignited the fire and sounded the horn of living beings’ counter-attack. The prophecy stopped abruptly here. What was the secret behind it? It could only be explored by Lu Heng himself. It’s just that in today’s mainland, there’s even less information about the goblin race than about the dragons, who were a regular subject of the bards at least. The goblins, besides the fact that they had ugly green skin, and once lived beneath Stonehenge Mountains, left behind no other information.
It seemed that a trip to the Stonehenge Mountains was in order. The Stonehenge Mountains were not too far from the Lalan Heights, and there was a shortcut from the bottom of the Lalan depression to the boundary of the Stonehenge Mountains through the abandoned Lalan mine.
Although there was still nearly twenty years before Pope Joseph’s death, Lu Heng still had an inexplicable sense of urgency. The main reason was that the Dragon behind him was not very reliable and it was unknown if he would go off sleeping for several years or decades. With the lesson from last time, Lu Heng dared not leave the other’s side while he was sleeping. Qin Yi was just an ordinary person, and had little destructive power. This time Ionas was a demigod of the most powerful dragon clan. His destructive power was incalculable. It was estimated that if he went crazy, the mainland would collapse without even waiting for the undead to invade.
If he led to the collapse of a plane he would be sent to spend hundreds of years in the deep frying section of the eighteenth layer. Lu Heng was startled by the scene he himself had imagined.
Absolutely uninterested in murals, Ionas, who had gone deep into the ruins, came out at this moment with a vigorous stride: “Come and see what I’ve found!”
Lu Heng followed him into the depths of the temple and found that there was a well-preserved side hall inside. Judging from the traces in front of the stone steps, the sub-dragon should have regarded this place as a nest. So there had been no news about these ruins. The people who had found these ruins probably became tasty food for the sub-dragon.
In sub-dragon’s name, there is a ‘dragon’ word, and naturally there are some dragon-like habits. For example, collecting treasure.
As soon as Lu Heng entered the hall, he saw a scene that was quite in line with the aesthetics of the Dragon race. The ground was littered with all kinds of gold coins, jewelry, and even weapons and armor. Looking at their style, they were all things of the age of Gods, from which one could see the handwriting of craftsmen of all races. It’s not surprising that the army of the dead invaded after the Age of Gods had ended and that the temple of the God of Light had always been a refuge for all races.
“Look at this.” Ionas took out a suit of armor from it. “It was made for a dragon to wear.”
Lu Heng took a look and his eyes started hurting. The armor that Ionas held in his hand was too much in line with the unfathomable aesthetics of the Dragons. Probably because the user was supposed to be a dragon, the armor did not take weight into account at all. It was made of thin sheets of gold, and was covered with all kinds of gemstones. The cut surfaces of every gemstone were polished perfectly. Even if the light in the hall was not too good, the golden armor was shining brightly.
On the shoulder portion, Lu Heng saw the symbol of the Dragon race and the seal of the dwarf craftsmen. This was indeed tailored for the dragon race by the dwarf craftsmen. Had it been elves, they would have never made such aesthetic compromise.
Seeing Ionas eagerly trying to wear the gold armor on his body, Lu Heng felt he had to stop him for his own eyes’ sake. “Io, do you like this armor very much?”
Ionas nodded repeatedly. From the speed of his nod, Lu Heng knew that to persuade him, he had to bring out his special skills: “Do you remember the soldier named Rhett?”
Ionas thought, “The one that couldn’t even find a Dragon Eagle? He doesn’t even have a decent space ring. Why do you remember his name? ”
“…” Not too familiar with the logic of the dragons, Lu Heng decided to follow his own planned route. “The armor on Rhett was similar to this type. I remember that the magician named Eddie was embraced by him and his nose started to bleed.”