789 Discovery (1/2)

Clement floated in the darkness outside of the cave and observed the situation inside emotionlessly. Both the strange patterns and the intense hate and desperation were gone. Had it not been for the supernatural vibe that was still lingering in the place, nobody could have guessed that a minor magic ritual had been held in this place. Even so, nobody could speculate the specific content of the ritual and whether or not it was part of another greater ritual.

After an hour, after the supernatural air was dissolved in nature, everything that happened would be completely buried in the river of history.

Clement performed prophecy with divine powers, hoping to be inspired by the god. However, he did not learn anything that he had not already known.

”The guy is no weaker than me, and he was well-prepared in advance. Therefore, it's impossible for me to predict the real situation. Even the Lord of Hell cannot do that…” Clement frowned. If the Lord of Hell had been in this place when it happened, he must have been able to tell the truth. However, he was in the distant Boundless Ocean and the ninth level of hell that was even more distant. When he sensed the abnormal power of feelings, the opportunity was already gone.

Clement disrupted his divine powers and analyzed the possible suspects on his own. ”He's no weaker than me… There are only a few people in San Ivansburg who meet that requirement, unless they come from outside. However, in that case, they couldn't have made such full preparations in San Ivansburg that's strictly under our watch… Right, the power of negative feelings needs a 'container' that is only one rank lower at most. I have to check who has gone missing…”

Now that the suspect had finished the status transformation, Clement was not in too much a hurry to determine the life and death of the saint cardinals and divine knights in the major churches. Instead, he waited patiently until the morning and visited the Grand Cardinals one by one.

”Your opinions are very important. I'll certainly take them into account…” Outside of the Saint Felix Church, Clement bid farewell to another saint who had inherited his power. He was full of confusion.

None of the seven saints including himself had gone missing. They were either in the main churches in Saint Ivan Church or in the critical areas that they were defending. After he reached out to them, he also confirmed it with divine powers. It was also the case for the other saint cardinals, divine knights, and legendary knights of the empire too. Only a few of them who were out on secret missions were out of touch, but there was no sign that they had perished.

In such a case, there would be no ”containers” available. Had the suspect who completed the status transformation captured a legend of other forces or one who lived in isolation? Before he realized it, he found himself stopping before the Saint Ivan Church.

The pontiff has not been occupied as a container, hasn't he? Such an idea suddenly popped up in Clement's head. No normal people could have been so bold, but what if it were a lunatic who did the job?

With that in mind, Clement walked into the Saint Ivan Church and asked to meet Pontiff Belkovsky.

Several minutes later, he met Belkovsky who was as brawny as a bear in the library. His voice was still loud, his eyes were yellow, and his nose was high.

”Clement, do you have any thoughts?” Belkovsky hinted that he already knew that Clement had visited a lot of Grand Cardinals and legendary knights of the empire today.

Clement was rather shocked. He had been too anxious and should've finished it in a few days. Had it not been for the Lord of Hell's perception of the primeval devils and the power of feelings, he wouldn't have known what happened at all, and his frequent visits might have betrayed him.

Therefore, he said in a panic, ”The monsters in the Dark Congress swallowed the few countries on the north side of the Dark Mountain Range and threatened the Mother God of the Earth. I fear that the Mother God of the Earth will join them and have been trying to stop it in secret. So, I talked with the Grand Cardinals and the legendary knights, hoping to propose a suggestion after we reach a consensus.”

”You should talk to me first if you have any questions.” Belkovsky did not say anything else, because they were the North Church, unlike the South Church where the pope had absolute authority, and such massive, private communication would've been regarded as disrespect for the spokesperson of the Lord on the ground.

In the North Church, the power belonged to all the Grand Cardinals, and the pontiff only had the power to convene meetings. His voice was only louder than others' because he was stronger.

Of course, no saints would challenge the authority of the pontiff under normal circumstances either.

Relieved, Clement said respectfully, ”I'm here to ask for your advice.”

After they discussed the current situation, Clement returned to the Saint Geno Church and looked for where he had neglected. However, he couldn't figure out what the mysterious status transform used as ”container” at all. After all, there was only a fixed number of legends!

He then thought to himself, I'm still in need of several special materials to build my container. Should I borrow some from the Lord of Hell… No, he doesn't know that I am not using the power of negative feelings but relying on the Book of Virtues… If only Saint Geno's body can be used. A divine body and the power accumulated for hundreds of years will be enough for me to reach the peak of legendary and make a breakthrough. Body! The saints' bodies!

Clement suddenly thought of a possibility. His facial muscles were somewhat twisted under the shock. Was it really one of them?

He kneeled on the ground and drew the horizontal cross on his chest. Closing his eyes, the brilliance of godhood appeared on his body, gathering into a cluster of light and turning into a light angel with a gold eye. Then, the silent, freezing, and monotonous black, white, and gray filled the area.

In the Temple of Spirits inside the World of Souls…

Five black iron coffins were placed with a cluster of erratic, intangible balls of godhood before or above them. Suddenly, something seemed to have flown into one of the balls, making it grow longer and bigger into an angel of light with six wings on the back.

Clement's consciousness was attached to the radiance of godhood, and he observed the Room of the Holy Spirit, which was as quiet as a grave, sensing the passage of time in it.