On the way back to Iasi County, Wei Ling pondered deeply on the vehicle.
Right at the entrance to the underground world, before Myrobalan appeared, Welling actually had a strange feeling.
He felt that those three strange things seemed to be constantly dissolving and dripping sand and dust. The sand and dust reminded him of the heavy stardust on the ground next to the ship-shaped container in the underground chamber under the Arctic ice sheet.
It's a pity that the physical and energy properties of the body at that time made it impossible to feel the material of the sand and dust.
Both are like gravel. Is there any connection between them?
Welling is unknown.
Before entering meditation, Wei Lingcai gathered four of the nine guardians, together with his predecessors Ling Yuzi, to help him kill the pope. However, they were still devoured by myrobalan. They packed them up and threw them to Li Lingyou, Shou Gong and Yuan Bao, and still concealed the situation. Killed Wang Mantuo and Liu Xihe.
Naturally, Li Lingyou, Shou Gong and Yuan Bao would not tell the other two people. After all, this involved the identity of the spirit carrier.
When he left Yasi and came here a few days ago, Wei Ling told Yuan Bao about his situation.
Yuan Bao has always been a little depressed, so much so that he wants to hold Wei Ling's hand every now and then, for fear that he will disappear.
"Yuanbao, when the time comes, tell your brothers and sisters about your master's situation. They will know about it sooner or later anyway. Besides, if there are any changes in the future, everyone will be mentally prepared. It is better than not knowing anything at all."
Li Lingyou warned Yuan Bao.
Yuan Bao was silent.
"Don't think too much and serve well. After the new year, we will go to Lumotohara to fight together."
Wei Ling touched Yuan Bao's head.
Yuan Bao nodded.
…
In the world of Yuanling, Myrobalan has fallen into a deep sleep.
His figure undulated slightly in the endless undercurrent, and a black light curtain slowly appeared behind his head.
Those light curtains are actually composed of countless tiny black lines, looming and undulating with the undercurrent of the original spiritual power.
Combining the eight carrying attributes carried by the Pope at once is still a huge burden for Myrobalan.
On that day, he was plotted by Wei Ling in the Origin Spirit World and attacked with spiritual magic. After he almost separated his soul, he designed this series of traps for the Pope.
When the pope left Xixuan and went to the Eastern Empire, Myrobalan knew it well.
When the Pope was beaten by Ling Yuzi and others and Wei Ling, he watched indifferently in the City of Glory.
But after discovering that the Pope's memory and soul had been stripped away by several masters, he did not hesitate to capture and devour it all in one fell swoop.
He couldn't explain clearly why he wanted to integrate the Pope so simply. This actually conflicted with his true wishes and reason.
However, based on those things that he could not remember, he had very urgent curiosity and desire.
Now that his preset goal has been achieved, Angus has become the latest pope, carrying attributes that are very suitable for faith, such as compassion, piety, nobleness, unyielding, nobleness, charity, and sentiment. There are thirteen types, namely, the person who is attached, the person who is keen, the person who is generous, the person who is passionate, the person who admires and the person who is indifferent, and the rest, except for the person who is talented and the person who is reincarnated, are all fused with myrobalan.
Such a sacred and noble pope will inevitably greatly enhance the power of faith of the people of Xixuan. Even if Myrobalan slumbers in the world of Yuanling, it is more likely to be awakened by the endless power of faith, and it will consume a lot of money. The time will also be shorter.
But at this moment Myrobalan didn't feel happy.
Many complicated emotions made him unable to grasp his true thoughts.
He was not sure whether this was his own plan and purpose, or whether the will of the ineffable being was affecting him.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the current Pope Angus has devoured more carriers, but his threat has been reduced, and all his attributes are biased in the direction of faith.
The most sacred faith always serves those who believe in it.
Before falling into a deep sleep, Myrobalan decided that no matter what, he would not devour the new pope unless he had to, let alone provoke the genius. It was good for now.
But he must go all out to devour reincarnators. It is the key to obtaining all his memories and controlling his future destiny.
…
In the small space in the eastern void, Ling Yuzi hosted the Nine Sons Monthly Meeting.
He reported the information that he cooperated with Ragzi, Bai Yaozi, Morning glory and Kuzi, and cooperated with Wei Ling to kill the Pope, but was followed by Myrobalan oriole to obtain the results.
Immediately, through the virtual image that monitored the mother planet, they discovered that Myrobalan's bright spot, which looked like the coming of the sun, disappeared in the mountainous area where Wei Ling was located, and never returned to the glorious city.
In the glorious city, there is only that bright and white spot of light, the new Pope Angus.
The suspended virtual image of the mother star finally returned to its previous quiet and leisurely appearance.
"Given the current situation, we can't tell how long it will take for Myrobalan to wake up again, but for now, we should be able to gain some time temporarily.
We have no information that can evaluate the ability status of Myrobalan that wakes up again in the future. Anyway, it is probably not something we can compete with. "
Everyone was worried.
"Hey, kid, why didn't you swallow the Pope in time? You made a mistake. From now on, Myrobalan will be so powerful that it's scary."
Da Fengzi (Xie Lingxiao) was a little sad.
Bai Yaozi explained:
"Welling said he didn't know how to swallow the carrier..."
"The best outcome is that Myrobalan will not wake up from its sleep for decades. When Wei Ling becomes a top-level warlock, he will surely know how to devour it.
If that's the case, we don't mind going together and cooperate with him to devour the Pope again and grow into an existence that can compete with myrobalan! "
The impetuous idea was a bit wishful thinking, but it was nodded and approved by the rest of the people.
"Actually, based on my understanding of Welling, this child will not use devouring methods to improve his abilities. This is absolutely against his true wishes!"
Ling Yuzi made the final decision.
…
City of Glory, the Pope’s Study Room in the Cathedral of Glory.
Angus sat behind the luxurious desk with a solemn face and a complicated expression.
Since exchanging identities with Gregory and acting as pope, he has felt unprecedented satisfaction and even forgotten his previous image.
He was also aware of the previous Pope's fall, and of course he knew what Hezi did when he went to Helbang.
He hesitated for a long time about whether to rush over to take action, fight for it, or help Gregor, and finally gave up.
He knew that he did not dare to compete with Myrobalan, let alone randomly appear in front of the unstable Myrobalan.
Later, in his perception, myrobalan disappeared completely from this manifest world.
He dodged and entered the world of source spirits.
If possible, he would like to see what the out-of-control myrobalan looks like. He still has lingering fears about his own out-of-control and the Pope's out-of-control in the past.
However, Angus was unable to sense the existence of myrobalan in the world of source spirits.
Perhaps, this is the fundamental gap in strength.
Returning to the study, he looked to the east. Are there really geniuses and reincarnations in the empire?
While myrobalan is sleeping, do you want to do something?
Is the ultimate goal of Myrobalan really as he said, not willing to become that existence, nor is his interest in devouring the thirteen attributes he carries?
The current lofty status, powerful strength, sacred image, distinguished authority, and near-eternal life span have made the former president unable to stop.
Of course, Angus would not think about whether his current mentality was brought about by those thirteen extremely positive faith attributes, or whether it was his original intention.
How many people can truly know their true wishes?
…
The vehicle flew to Iasi County and stayed for another day.
To replenish energy for the vehicle, Wang Mantuo and Liu Xihe left.
Wang Mantuo packed the two remains in the ice coffins of the vehicles, and used the vehicles of the Western Wasteland Legion. With the cooperation of Wang Jueming, he returned to the imperial capital for the aftermath.
After all, the military observation offices in Pat, Hel and Kara belong to the Ministry of War. Wang Guangbai sacrificed his life in the process of performing his duties this time, and his merits are naturally indispensable. It is a pity that he died.
Liu Xihe was the representative of the Ministry of Education, and Bai Su arranged for a special vehicle to be sent back to the imperial capital in time.
Wei Ling, Li Lingyou and Shou Gong were employees of the Police Department. If they were willing to stay in Yaxi, that was something Wei Ling could arrange.
With Yaxi County's current continuous information support capabilities, Wei Ling has submitted all the information reports to the police department. Except for the suspicion of Shachen, nothing else that can be reported is concealed.
Presumably Master Qinghui and Master Li Jubai already know all the situation.
Maybe His Majesty the Emperor and the Guardians have already analyzed and planned the future events, Welling guessed.
This time when he stopped in Yaxi, he happened to meet Wan Tong, so Wei Ling took a group of disciples and had dinner and drinks with Wan Tong at the familiar hot pot restaurant in the evening.
Facing the "old leader" and the guard, Wantong seemed to be activated all of a sudden.
One step spanned ten years, and he returned to the old days, when everything was innocent and everything was beautiful. The eyebrows on his forehead were increasingly spaced apart, almost going their own way.
Wan Tong's expression may be that he is beaming with joy.
Under the urging of alcohol, he hurriedly recounted all the interesting things he had learned while flying around the empire over the years.
He was already familiar with Xuan Ming, Nan Xing, Shang Lu and Ji Nu, and had long forgotten the identities of the four mid-level warlocks. Even more so as a brother, he gave pointers when they needed to be given, and beat when they needed to be beaten. Therefore, during the entire drinking period , the atmosphere is very joyful.
It wasn't until the palace guard also hammered him, asking him to get married as soon as possible, that he was not a warlock, and that he should not be too young for his age, or that he would not be able to find a wife in the future, that Wan Tong looked innocent and uninterested.
Wei Ling gradually let go of his worries, freed himself from the helplessness of confirming the identity of the carrier, freed from the shadow of so many deaths Helbang had seen, and happily chatted and drank with a few disciples and urchins.
After dinner, he sent Wantong away, and Wei Ling said he wanted to go wandering around the city alone.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Bei and Ji Nu insisted on accompanying Wei Ling.
Wei Ling had no choice but to take the two of them for a stroll in the central park and lakeside on the third floor.
Yuan Bei and Ji Nu insisted on holding Wei Ling's arms, which made Wei Ling a little stunned.
Immediately, he found the slave with red eyes, secretly wiping tears several times.
Wei Ling suddenly realized that Yuan Bao had already told a few people about his master's identity.
It was probably Mo Yao and a few other disciples who thought that girls should be more considerate and could comfort the master.
"Hey, I just said that you guys are so weird. It turns out you all know it. Master is fine. He is just a myrobalan. We are not afraid of him. Maybe when he wakes up, I will have a higher ability to fight against him."
Yuan Bei and Jinu looked at each other and replied firmly:
"No matter what, you are our master!"
Wei Ling naturally nodded firmly:
"Absolutely!"
