The Dean Has Arrived

Xi Wei sat on the passenger seat of the airship, leaning against the wall with his upper body, staring blankly at the sky outside the circular sealed window.

In the end, he managed to hold on to Tori Wigler for half an hour, and passed the [Tower of Grinding? Three layers] test,.

But that's all.

Among the three side quests, except for the harpy named Eero who was killed by the Void Demon Sword because he underestimated the enemy, the other two failed to complete even one.

He still remembers, amidst the raging flames of war, the old general standing tall with his sword, with several shadow arrows in his body, but still standing firm on the city wall; He still remembers the fearless aura of those seriously injured magicians when they stretched out their hands to cast spells even though they exhausted their last trace of soul.

He still remembered that when the sun was about to set and the sky was filled with blood red, the person standing on the peak of countless corpses of abyssal demons—even if all four wings were broken and his body suffered countless fatal wounds, The sacred brilliance was covered by blood, and the brilliance aura could not last because of the exhaustion of mana, but he still stood there with the divine sword Lixiao.

In front of him was an army of tens of thousands of demons, but this army, which was invincible in the past, stopped in front of an archangel at this moment. With his own strength, he stopped the torrent that was enough to rush back to the entire city. Even if he was about to pass away, there was never a trace of fear in those firm eyes, and he chanted his own slogan as always.

"Long live the Lanlot Federation! The divine light will never fall!"

Until the end, the magical light in the sky covered the sky, even surpassing the afterglow of the setting sun, and gave the most splendid death method to this unrelenting war angel—probably because those demons also felt his will Alright.

Xi Wei suddenly felt very regretful about this.

If he had already cleared both the dungeon and the dungeon before challenging this dungeon, and his strength had been raised to the extreme, maybe he could really turn the tide with this venerable angel and turn the ending around.

It's a pity that it can't be done now, just like the two dungeons on the first and second floors, the third-floor dungeon of the Grinding Tower has also disappeared after Xi Wei's raid, and there is no chance for him to make amends.

"Is there something on your mind, Mr. Edrick?" Nero, who was sitting opposite Xi Wei, probably felt that the silence was a bit too dignified. After drinking a cup of coffee alone, he finally couldn't help talking to Xi Wei.

By the way, the white wyvern, the mount of the cardinal and Templar knight, is following the airship very hard to eat dust... If it is a real dragon, maybe it can catch up to the airship, but the two After all, wyverns are only sub-dragons, even Wyverns with albinism (Nero: It's not albino, it's a rare species...), even if it musters all its energy, it flaps its wings desperately, urging the stomach The wind element magic core, but it can only barely keep up with the empty boat that has been released.

"It's nothing to worry about." Xi Wei looked away from the window, sorted out his mood a little, and then replied to Nero: "It's just a little insight."

Compared with the previous two force-feeding efforts, this time Xi Wei had witnessed the tragic battle and the downfall of a hero, so he matured spiritually as if he had been completely reborn. If Xi Wei used to feel like a cynical young genius with monstrous talent, then Xi Wei now has the temperament of a strong man, even with those who have accumulated through age. Compared with the veteran powerhouses, it is not much worse.

It was precisely because of this that when Xi Wei showed that vicissitudes of life expression, Nero suddenly had the illusion that he was facing the current Pope.

However, being able to become a cardinal at a young age, Nero's spiritual cultivation is naturally not bad, and he soon came back to his senses.

But this feeling still shocked him. During the conversation yesterday, his impression of Xi Wei was that he was only a stronger peer, but after only one night, he felt that he had been overshadowed by this far away Abandoned, became the feeling of junior!

"Compared to yesterday, you seem to be suddenly much stronger." So he lowered his head and said half flatteringly half tentatively: "As expected of a master who was able to establish a magic academy at such a young age, there must have been some adventures."

"It's not that exaggerated, I just figured out something suddenly."

Xi Wei also replied half-truthfully: "Magic is different from divine art. It's just a matter of idealism. As long as we can stick to our heart, Goddess Qiyao will definitely favor us."

Anyway, most of the research of the Holy See is magic, as long as you are not facing a cardinal or the pope, you can just talk about magic or something, and run the train with your mouth full.

"Is that so..." Nero obviously didn't believe it, but Xi Wei ignored the other party's probing eyes without hesitation, based on the principle of "Believe it or not, I believe it anyway".

In the next few hours, while chatting with Xi Wei, Nero wanted to get something out of his mouth, but he was still too young after all, and had experienced countless ups and downs like Xi Wei (although most of them were It's a dungeon) veterans can't compare, not only failed to get any useful information from Xi Wei, but was even guessed by Xi Wei, completely covering the superficial level of the Holy See.

But even the power and financial resources at a superficial level have already shocked Xi Wei.

Except for a few countries advocating other beliefs, the tentacles of the Pure White Church have spread all over the eastern plains, and many high-ranking officials are members of the church. It can turn the Eastern Plains upside down!

It is no wonder that the Holy See can sit on an equal footing with the King's Council, which has administrative power, and the Qiyao Mage Association, which has the highest force, forming a very delicate state of separation of powers in the entire eastern plain.

Just when Xi Wei was still thinking about his attitude towards the behemoth of the Holy See, Nero's voice woke him up from his contemplation again.

"It's here!" He stood up suddenly, spread his hands, bent down, and made a standard gentleman's salute to Xi Wei, then straightened up and said in an elegant tone: "Xi Wei? Mr. Edric, welcome before you show your respect." Come to 'Pure White Sanctuary'!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend this work as a registered member of Piaotian Literature. Your support is my greatest motivation.)