Warlord: King of All Clans

After the atrium was restarted, the barrier sealing the atrium has been removed, and this magnificent mountain city can be seen from the outside.

But the magical defense barrier of the atrium did not disappear, so Antonise did not directly cast the flicker spell and leave, but walked towards the moon gate of the atrium accompanied by Leo.

The lower area of ​​the atrium is already quite lively, with many foreign scholars and primary and secondary school students coming and going here.

Anthony was walking and suddenly stopped.

In a corner of the square inside the Moon Gate, a golden-haired dog-headed man wearing a white priest robe stood on a stone platform with his arms outstretched, preaching.

The language he used in preaching was standard imperial elegant language, combined with the sonorous and powerful tone of the northern monks, which was very contagious.

Most of the scholars and students in the atrium were followers of the Holy Light, or were simply there to watch the fun, but when the dog-headed man was preaching, they subconsciously lowered their heads and listened attentively.

This is Midgard priest Dog-headed Priest Dorn.

Because of the expansion of his legal consulting business, he now has more and more followers. Those people of various ethnic groups who do not believe in the Holy Light at least no longer smile in a frivolous manner when he is preaching.

After finally finishing the preaching process, Dorn raised his paw to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, roughly estimated the number of people in front of him, and his tail wagged unconsciously.

There are several more than last month!

Leo watched with Antonisse for a while, afraid that the leader of the Holy Light Church would be angry and suddenly give Dorn a hard blow, and hurriedly said: "Lord Antonisse, is there any doctrine against foreign believers in the teachings of the Holy Light Church? This kobold is too abominable, I must punish him severely later!"

He asked this question even though he knew the answer. There were quite a few people who believed in the Holy Light in the Isenbol area. Even non-believers knew that the teachings of the Holy Light were particularly exclusive of foreigners.

Antonisse shook his head. "The book against foreign religions was written by Pope St. Frederick five hundred years ago. It is not an oracle of the Lord of Light. As a living saint, I can object."

Wow, this is the confidence of a Saint-level being.

Five hundred years ago, the Orlantis Empire annexed the Western Territory and reached its peak. At this time, the Holy Light Pope was the most influential figure in all popes, and his words were equivalent to oracles.

If anyone else had said this, the Knights Templar would have launched an attack in an instant.

Seeing the door, Leo couldn't help but ask the biggest question in his mind, "Lord Antonisse, the magic crystal charging technology is the result of your research. Are you going to open it to the atrium like this?"

Antonisse laughed, "What else? Bring him back to the imperial capital? Or the City of Holy Light? I'm afraid the Holy Light Pope will regard me as a heretic."

"The academic atmosphere in your courtyard is not influenced by religion, so you can use the Holy Light in this way. But it is different in the South Territory. If you use the Holy Light as a tool, you will only be put on the stake."

"The magic crystal charging technology needs to be continuously improved, and only the atrium can do it."

Leo opened his mouth but held back.

He wanted to say that the Cardinal Archbishop of the Southern Territory was not in the right position in helping the River Bay in the Northern Territory.

But such words are totally tantamount to taking advantage of others and are only uttered by a fool.

Antonisse, who was a saint, wise man, politician, and charlatan, saw through Leo's thoughts at a glance and sighed, "If you don't go to the polar ice sheet, you don't know how much the elves have paid for the races below the mountain."

"The Gate of Natural Disasters has existed for countless years, and has continuously released the magic of death. During this period, countless civilizations of races under the mountain have risen and fallen, but the entire world has never been shrouded in death. Whose credit is this?"

As Antonisse spoke, he revealed a piece of news that Leo had never known, "On average, every three thousand years, an elven demigod will seal the Gate of Scourge with his own life, blocking the Gate of Scourge's greatest tide."

"Outside the Gate of Calamity, there are still more than a hundred demigod tombstones, and many more have been wiped out in the long river of history."

"Master Bobak said that in front of every gate of natural disasters, there is a demigod cemetery."

"Even if you are a natural elf, it is not easy to become a demigod. In other words, for countless years, the elves have been sacrificing their once-in-a-millennium geniuses to the Gate of Natural Disaster in exchange for the safety of the races below the mountain."

"If it were you, would you be willing?"

Leo remained silent. He only knew that Master Bobak's great master, the demigod Idel, who was the teacher of Lord Chisel of the Atrium, died while sealing the Gate of Calamity.

Little did they know that before this, countless elves had already come before them.

In this world, once one becomes a demigod and possesses godhood, one is completely free from the limitations of the mortal body, which means one is immortal.

Demigods in the wilderness and angels on earth can be reborn even if their physical bodies are destroyed.

However, sealing the Gate of Calamity requires consuming this divine power, which is equivalent to completely sacrificing oneself.

However, the Gate of Calamity cannot be completely sealed. As time goes by, the power of the seal is eroded and a new cycle begins.

After countless reincarnations, the elves had obviously gotten used to it. Since they couldn't take care of the races down the mountain, it was better to just ignore them and wait until they were in danger, then they would step in to solve the problem themselves.

Seeing that Leo remained silent, Antonisse continued, “People always like the appearance of a savior, but ignore those who silently guard behind the scenes.”

"The teachings of the Holy Light Church are to protect the world."

"To me, Holy Light is just a tool."

At this point, the two of them had already arrived outside the Moon Gate. Antonisse smiled at Leo, then disappeared in a flash.

In Leo's mind, the sand table provided by Al unfolded, and the orange light representing Archbishop Antonise had appeared a hundred miles away in the north.

Leo watched the light go away and felt something in his heart.

Master Bobak said that extraordinary awakening is an elevation of the spiritual level.

If you just practice hard, at most you will be promoted to a higher level because of your strong will.

But the Saint level and Demigod level are both promotions of a much larger span, and cannot be broken through by strong will alone. Obviously, something more is needed.

No wonder he can become a saint.

At this time, Al's voice jumped out, "What the old man said is very good, but in fact the elves are not that miserable."

"Every demigod of the elves dies one by one, isn't that tragic?"

Ai'er smiled and said, "Elves are pure magical creatures born from the spring of magic power. Their bodies were shaped later. If they are gone, they are gone."

"No matter if they are demigods or ordinary elves, after they die, they will turn into invisible magic power and return to the fountain of magic to give birth to new life."

"In a way, it's immortality. It's not as bad as he said."

Leo asked: "After being reborn, can the memory of the previous life be retained?"

"That's not possible. Memories are stored in the spirit body. When a person just dies, they can still retain their memories. But when the spirit body disintegrates and turns into pure magic, the memories can no longer be retained."

Leo shook his head and said, "It's just formatted, or reincarnated. It's no different from being dead."

Al's voice was obviously stunned. "Does this count as death? Then I have died many times. Wuuwuwu! I don't want to die!"