Chapter 1127 - Libram of Wisdom
Chapter 1127 Libram of Wisdom
According to the strict power system of the World of Adepts, these believers did not even qualify for Fourth Grade. The bloodline aura radiating from their bodies was not only thin but extremely weak as well.
The three spiritualists themselves were barely at the level of First Grade adepts, while the other five templar knights were only comparable to Second Grade body-refining adepts. Coming to an otherworldly battlefield with such weak power was usually suicidal.
However, as these believers prayed devotedly, they somehow managed to summon several brilliant divine halos with the aid of the items in their hands. These halos stacked on their bodies, layer after layer, perfectly assimilating with their own power and causing their energy aura to increase, grade by grade.
Before receiving the effects of the divine halos, the believers had practically been chicken to the slaughter. However, when the divine halos appeared around them, each and every one of them became mighty and ferocious. They were fearless, even when surrounded by hundreds and thousands of high-grade undead.
Blinding light radiated from the five templar knights as they formed a loose perimeter and cut down the undead with their shining longswords.
Two spiritualists in ornate robes stood behind them, holding holy tomes in their hands and using their power to erect a Holy Ward that enveloped an area of several hundreds of meters. White light appeared on the bodies of all undead that entered the Holy Ward. The fearsome sizzling sound of corrosion could be heard from the skeletons, almost as if they were being soaked in pure holy water.
A so-called undead was the corpse of an intelligent creature brought to life once more through the use of magic. Most of them had already lost all their former intelligence. The only thing left was their instincts for murder and obedience to the spellcaster that raised them from the dead.
The only one that could break this process was another artifact or another god!
It was these harsh conditions of obtaining a god’s artifact and the threat of infuriating a god that kept many evildoers at bay.
However, Greem was not one to be intimidated.
He came up with a simple and feasible plan of action almost immediately and secretly contacted a few ‘old friends’!
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“Lord Mietzel, that evil lich is way too difficult to deal with! Don’t you think…we should head in a different direction and avoid him?”
After an hour of endless slaughter, plenty of undead had been purified, but the numbers of the undead around them did not seem to decrease. In fact, with the constant summoning of the lich’s array, more and more powerful undead were appearing among the ranks of the undead army.
First Grade black knights were hardly seen now. Even a high number of Second Grade vampires and Third Grade death knights had been purified. Apart from these, there was also an incredible number of ghouls, abominations, and wraiths.
These creatures were far weaker, but it was very exhausting to purify them in such high numbers.
As such, Antonio, one of the two archbishops responsible for Mietzel’s safety, couldn’t help but speak up at the sight of the endless undead.
The young man who was flipping through the Libram of Wisdom finally lifted his head.
“Everyone’s tired? Let’s turn around then! But be careful. That lich won’t let us leave so easily. Moreover, the Libram has just warned me that a new enemy has set their sights on us. Something unexpected might happen soon!”
The young man known as Mietzel had curly golden hair, and the calm light of wisdom glowed in his jade-green eyes. He might be surrounded by countless undead, but there was no fear nor worry on his face.
“A new enemy? My lord, did the Libram specify the identity of the new enemy?” The other archbishop, Rousseau, couldn’t help but interrupt.
The young man smiled.
“You two should know that it’s somewhat difficult for father to channel his divine power into this Morrian Plane. The Libram can only vaguely warn me of a new enemy. It’s hard to obtain any more specific information other than that. Haha! If the Libram could accomplish such a feat, then my father could probably switch to being a God of Divinations!”
The two archbishops didn’t find the young man’s joke all that funny. They quickly spoke up and warned him, “My lord, it’s best not to make such jokes again. You might think of them as jokes, but comments on the divinity of the gods involve the order amongst the gods. Should such words get to the ears of the corresponding gods, it would be—”
“Alright, alright. It is a foreign plane, after all. Do you really think those gods have nothing better to do than listen in on us while we are so far away?” Upon seeing the stubborn faces of his two ‘bodyguards,’ the young man could only shake his head and say, “Very well, I’ll listen to you. I won’t make jokes like that again!”