Chapter 1559 The Glorious Holy City, the Dazzling Blue Light that Engulfs Everything! (The Strong Sea Monster Leader Adds 5 Updates)

"Little Gretel went to the Dragon Tomb?"

The Elf Princess smiled softly and followed the Lord of Thunder's eyes as she looked out the window with a bit of envy in her eyes.

She has been on Yongju Island since she was born and has never traveled outside. The furthest thing from the island is just a three hundred mile patrol around Yongju Island, taking care of the islands around Yongju Island.

Like the Lord of Thunder, he traveled as far east as the Orc Kingdom and as far north as Dragon Island, almost all over the continents. Apart from envy, she could only eagerly listen to the stories to satisfy his appetite.

And even the Lord of Thunder has never been to some places, such as Sky Dragon City and Dragon Tomb. The former was because the Dragon Clan didn't invite him, and the latter was because he couldn't get in. Without the Dragon Clan to guide him, he couldn't find the direction at all...

"How long has this kid been at Dragon Island?" The Lord of Thunder's tone was strange, and it was extremely rare to have a bit of sourness:

"It's the Sky Dragon City, and it's the Dragon Tomb... I've been to the Sky Dragon City twice! Not only can he go to the Dragon Tomb by himself, but he can also take others with him! He can take ten people with him!

Really, not doing his job properly, what about his own research and his own advancement! "

The elf princess pursed her lips and smiled. The husband was full of pride in what he said. Although he was complaining and picky, he was also full of pride:

Where he didn't go, his disciple went! What he failed to accomplish, his apprentice accomplished!

When he was 19th level, he set out for Dragon Island and set foot on the legend there. His apprentice arrived at Dragon Island at 15th level, where he was treated as honored guest by a group of giant dragons. He wanted a mage tower to have a mage tower, and he wanted to go into the dragon tomb to hunt for treasures. Legend The dragon personally escorts you!

"Okay, don't talk about the child's fault. If you really want to go, I can go now. Can I accompany you to Dragon Island? It just so happens that you also said that after you advance, you want to walk around... …”

"Then don't worry yet." The Lord of Thunder immediately turned around, took his wife's hand, and shook it gently:

"Aren't you about to become legendary? Wait until you advance and become stable before going. Otherwise, you will be busy on the road and will ignore any opportunity to advance..."

"I think... it's better to go out for a walk first." The elf princess's eyes were soft and she held her hand back. She had been stuck on the threshold of advancing to legend before, but she just didn't get the chance.

After my brother's curse was cured, the situation got better day by day. The Well of Eternity is currently being rebuilt in the secret realm. According to the news coming from there, when the Well of Eternity is completed, it should be the day when he will advance to Legend.

After the heavy weight on her shoulders fell, she relaxed and felt that the threshold for advancement was loosened. It’s just not certain when we can really cross that line. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe ten years from now?

"Walking around, gaining some knowledge." As for the opportunity to be a disciple, there is no need to mention this. It would be awkward to mention my husband.

Anyway, it's not the first time. I was able to step into the third level of Legend before. First, I accumulated it. Second, I also did a lot of projects on Yongju Island and saw a lot of scenes I had never seen before, right?

"Besides..." She leaned gently on the shoulder of the Lord of Thunder, and her cloud-like hair brushed her husband's cheek, bringing a fragrance of vegetation:

"I also want to have a child as soon as possible... I heard that it is not easy to have children when you reach Legend..."

Their mother gave birth to four brothers and sisters, all four of whom were born before the legend. There are so many elven elders on Yongju Island, but only a handful of them give birth after advancing to legend.

As a couple, Christine is already a legend, and a third-level legend at that. If she advanced to Legend again, neither of them would have to hope to have children in their lifetime.

Although legends have a long lifespan, there is a difference between having descendants and having no descendants...

"Don't think so much." The Lord of Thunder immediately hugged her tightly:

"I've reached the third level of Legend. Even if I can't give birth to offspring, it's my problem, not yours. Besides, giving birth to offspring will cause a great burden on the mother's body. Maybe if you give birth to a child, it won't be your problem." Fa has crossed the threshold of legend.

Compared with children, what I value more is being able to be with you for a long time..."

The two cuddled together and were quiet for a long time before they separated again and went to study, calculate, and study separately. As for whether to go to Dragon Island, when to go, and when to advance to Legend, that is a matter for another day.

"Little Gretel actually went to the Dragon Tomb?!" The news spread to the Elf Secret Realm, and Byrbo was also a little envious. Dragon Tomb, the legendary Dragon Tomb!

If he was on Dragon Island and doing research with his junior brother, would he be able to take advantage of it?

Unfortunately, he can't. He hasn't finished his research here yet, and the Well of Eternity is still the last bit. Moreover, even if the research is completed, he cannot run to Dragon Island——

He wants to go back to Nevis to take charge of the teacher! By the way, we also need to bring the ore from the Elf Secret Realm back to Nevis and try to build another Well of Eternity in Nevis or somewhere nearby.

If the construction is successful, the Magic Council will no longer have to worry about energy, and the Mage Tower can be built with great fanfare!

At least one more Archmage Tower on the scale of the Tower of Babel can be built. Over time, the number of legendary mages in the Council may be doubled?

When the time comes, the number of legends will be equal to that of the opposite Glory Holy See. Who is afraid of whom? If you don't accept it, just do it. If you don't believe it, you can start by relying on faith and rely on those legends who have fixed the magic. You can beat them, the legends who delve into the mysteries of the world!

——By the way, during this period, the Vatican’s lackeys didn’t bother them. Have they made new progress in ore?

"Brother Sanders, you did a good job." Archbishop Farrell clicked seven dots on his chest, paused, and then clicked two more dots. Opposite him, a man wearing a tight velvet jacket, bloomers, and high-top riding boots bowed respectfully:

"It is my honor to serve the Lord..."

"Ten ships, ten ship owners, you are the only one who has cleared this road." Archbishop Farrell stretched out his hand pleasantly and put a light touch on his shoulder.

Captain Sanders quickly stood upright with his strength. The next moment, Archbishop Farrell held a gold-gilded bookmark and sent it to him with a smile:

"With this merit, you can go to the church to exchange for a holy object, or exchange for a batch of special supplies from the Vatican, such as holy water, holy oil, etc. The Vatican hopes that you can make more contributions to glorify the glory of the Lord. "

Captain Sanders immediately reached forward with both hands, held the bookmark, and treasured it in his arms. When Archbishop Farrell retracted his hand, there were several more gems in his palm, which were radiant and dazzling.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange these supplies and make the second boat trip immediately!" Captain Sanders beat his chest loudly:

"With the protection of the Holy See, I have the confidence to send more ores to my lord to increase my lord's glory!"

"Go." Archbishop Farrell nodded majestically. After sending the captain away, he immediately changed his expression and commanded his subordinates:

"Quick, quick! Load these ores on ships and transport them directly back to the Holy See! We're just waiting for this. Cardinal McCallion has asked me many times!"

Unfortunately, the Vatican's research on the power of the sun has been stuck in the ore recently.

The amount of ore shipped from the Kingdom of Brolin was so small that it was so sad that the miners dug out a mountain and carefully sifted through it, only to find enough selected ore for one cart;

These carefully selected ores can be mixed into fine steel to make weapons and armors, and they are completely ready for use; if you want to use them as spell materials, you need to refine them further.

The Glorious Holy See spent a year or two, exhausting seven or eight old craftsmen, as well as magicians who defected from the devil's side of the parliament, and then based on the vaguely revealed plan from the magic parliament, they refined the ultra-high-precision powder.

And from a cart of ore, only a small bowl of powder can be extracted...

The team that went to the extreme east of the Great Wasteland successfully found the ore. However, that mine is occupied by a nest of large birds. The male bird with brilliant feathers is guaranteed to be a legend, and the female bird with duller feathers is almost less than a legend.

The exploration team died at large, and failed to successfully mine the mine. When I asked the locals again, the answer was that they never went to the mountains to seek death, but always picked up ores in the riverbed downstream...

This exploration team spent two years coming back and forth. Even if the Holy See sends another team over to kill the big bird and open the mine again, it will be two years before the ore is recovered.

At this moment, a shipload of ore shipped from the Black Continent undoubtedly solved the urgent need! More importantly, a specialized appraiser has determined that the grade of this ship's ore is quite high, and is at least ten times richer than the ore in the Kingdom of Brolin!

The ocean-going ship was replaced by an offshore ship, the Holy See flag was hoisted, and they headed straight for the Glorious Holy City. Before they arrived, the entire port was under martial law. The Grand Chief Judge of the Inquisition and Cardinal McCallion, who was responsible for this research, were waiting on the dock in person.

Seeing the ship slowly docking at the port, Cardinal McCallion couldn't wait, flew up to the cabin, entered the cabin and grabbed a handful of ore. Feeling the surging power inside, he was filled with joy and praised loudly:

"Okay, okay, okay! - With these ores, we have an extra weapon to deal with those devils!"

This ship slew monsters and indigenous tribes from the interior of the Black Continent. The ore it brought with great difficulty, despite all kinds of plagues and diseases, was carefully unloaded to the port, and then sent to Glory as quickly as possible. In the mountains near the holy city.

There, in the processing place specially built for this purpose, the craftsmen specially found for this purpose are already waiting. As soon as the ore is delivered, it is sent to special equipment for crushing, washing, sorting, and refining...

Half a month later, a small box, a small box of fine powder, was tightly sealed and sent to the north of the Holy City, Cardinal McCallin's research institute.

In the heavily sealed and heavily guarded research institute, Cardinal McCallion carefully opened the box and poured the fine powder into a special container:

"The defense capability of the small box is really poor. It should be placed in a special container for easy storage... The most important thing is that it will degrade too quickly if placed in a small box..."

The black powder was piled up bit by bit at the bottom of the heavy stone box with multiple seals. One centimeter thick, two centimeters thick, five centimeters thick, ten centimeters thick...

"boom!!!"

The dazzling blue light surged and swelled, with unparalleled light and heat, swallowing up everything in an instant.

Tearing the seals, tearing the stone troughs, tearing the cardinal's vestments, tearing the walls and ceiling of the chamber. The huge fireball, still unsatisfied, continued to expand and roll outwards——

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"My Lord! Has my Lord arrived!!!"

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