Chapter 420: The Sun Saint and the Fifth Ladder "Eye of Destiny"

In the south of Oden Continent, the Theocracy of Tyrael.

The blazing sun hangs high above the boundless sky like molten gold, pouring down thousands of hot and dazzling rays of light, coating the vast desert with a layer of dazzling golden color.

In this desert forgotten by time, the pyramids stand proudly. They are no longer silent boulders but ancient guardians awakened by the scorching sun. The sunlight jumps and flickers on the slopes of the pyramids, outlining the sharp-edged outlines.

With the changes of light and shadow, the surface of the pyramids seems to flow with golden rivers, as if breathing slowly. The surrounding air becomes distorted by the strong sunlight, and the ancient ruins seem to be slowly awakening with the baptism of sunlight.

In the magnificent temple in the distance, solemn and mysterious ceremonies are being carried out. The priests of the Theocracy of Tyrael wear crowns symbolizing different gods and hold sacred instruments such as scepters and incense burners. They follow the grand parade from the temple. People along the way offer flowers, applause and cheers. The team finally arrives in front of the huge altar of the Church of the Sun.

It was a giant golden circular altar with a diameter of hundreds of meters, like the sun. A sun flame left by "Jiaoyang" was burning in the golden prototype altar, and it had never been extinguished in the wind and rain for countless years.

The priests in front of the altar offered sacrifices to the statue, chanted prayers, prayed for the protection and grace of the gods, and then offered a large number of extraordinary materials as sacrifices to the great Jiaoyang!

Finally, the sun saint of the Tyrael Theocracy, "Son of the Sun God", appeared.

He was like the rising sun, warm and brilliant, shining on every inch of land and people's hearts in the Tyrael Theocracy.

In the eyes of the believers of the Tyrael Theocracy and the Church of the Sun all over the world, this saint not only possessed extraordinary wisdom and power, but also had a sacred bloodline from the true God!

"Son of the Sun God" was wearing a robe woven from golden sunlight, and the robe was shining with star-like light. When he appeared in front of everyone, it seemed that there was an extra bright light emanating from him, illuminating the whole world, and being able to dispel all darkness and coldness.

The face of the Sun Sage is gentle and solemn, and his eyes reveal endless wisdom.

"You are born nobler than others, Tyrael people, born in the light of the sun."

His voice is gentle and firm, as if it can directly touch the depths of people's hearts, solve confusion and heal pain.

"Under the glory of the great sun, we are born from pure water, and the people of the shadow fear us, just as the shadow fears the sun!"

"I know that the rumors about the departure of the gods in recent years have made you feel uneasy and fearful, but just as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day, it never stops, the great gods will never abandon mortals!"

His words are like the sound of nature. Whether it is the nobles of Tyrael or the common people, they are full of incomparable respect and trust for him, and regard him as a guiding light and the source of all hope in the world.

For thousands of years, the deeds of the Sun Saint "Son of the Sun God" have been widely praised in Tyrael. He not only taught people knowledge and skills, but also taught them how to become qualified believers of the Sun and face all challenges with kindness and courage.

So the image of "Son of the Sun God" was carved on many stone tablets and painted in murals in Tyrael, and has long become an eternal legend.

The thousand-year rule has made the Tyrael Theocracy a country completely dominated by the Orthodox Church, which is completely different from other countries on the continent.

The voice of a high-ranking priest spread around the altar.

"Once every ten years, the great Sun Saint finally came out again!"

"He will represent the great sun and punish Tyrael's enemies with the power of the sun!"

People couldn't help but jump in trance, and everyone widened their eyes, wanting to witness the power of the sun!

Then a piece of paper was handed to the Sun Saint by the priest, and he slowly reached out and touched it, and there were hundreds of names densely packed on the paper.

"Son of the Sun God" was silent.

The next moment, the power of "Apocalypse" was stimulated.

The names on the paper gradually burned up!

At the same time, people all over the world were affected by the powerful force like the sun!

In the capital of the Loen Empire, Kano Fisher and Viscount Johnville were having lunch together. After ten years of getting along, the two have become very familiar friends.

Viscount Johnville suddenly raised his left hand, on which there was a dazzling and extremely precious golden ring, enough to dazzle people.

He fixed his eyes on the beautiful golden ring and muttered to himself:

"This golden ring is a treasure I got from the Tyrael Theocracy three years ago. Although it is not a taboo, it is also a very valuable alchemical item. It would be a pity to let it sleep forever as a burial object."

Kano, who was sitting across the table, smiled slightly. He had also stolen from Tyrael's tomb, so he had no right to rebuke the other party.

However, the things he stole could revive the great Lord of the Lost, so he could bear it even if it was morally tainted.

The sunlight shines through the stained glass windows and falls on the exquisite lunch table. Viscount Johnville of the Lorn Empire is dressed in gorgeous clothes. The patterns embroidered with gold thread flicker slightly in the sunlight, as if even time is particularly tolerant to him, allowing Viscount Johnville to enjoy this quiet afternoon at his leisure.

However, just when this tranquility was about to be blown away by the afternoon breeze, an incredible scene happened.

Viscount Johnville's body suddenly glowed with a strange light, as if some unknown power was awakening in his body.

Immediately afterwards, his clothes began to emit light smoke. It was not the heat of a flame, but more like a sign that some extraordinary power had been accidentally triggered.

"Damn! What is this? Mr. Cano, help me!"

Viscount Johnville's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with shock and confusion. He tried to stand up, but found that he seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

Immediately afterwards, the light smoke quickly gathered into fire and enveloped him at an incredible speed. The severe pain caused by the flames made his whole body writhe in severe pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His wailing sound penetrated every corner of the manor, but there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness and struggle in his desperate cry, as if he was still seeking some kind of relief deep in his heart.

"Johnville!"

Kano across the dining table screamed in surprise, and then activated his fifth step of extraordinary power, and his right eye gradually turned into a very special gray-white color.

"Eye of Destiny"

That is both the name of the fifth step on the Way to Revelation and the only supernatural power of that step.

Its image in the spiritual world is a chaotic gray eye, and the extraordinary person who steps on this ladder. The improvement in physical fitness and spiritual strength that will be obtained is half and half.

"How is that possible?"

Kano took a deep breath. Through the ability of the "Eye of Destiny", he could clearly see the several future directions that John Weir could choose, as well as the specific possibilities of each future.

As long as you find the possibility of saving him, and then choose the one with the highest probability, you can help Viscount Johnville change his fate of death!

However, through the "Eye of Destiny" Kano was shocked to discover that no matter how he helped Viscount Johnville, there was a 100% chance that he would die!

"And if I dare to touch that flame, I will definitely die!"

Viscount Johnville was still wailing and screaming in the sun-like flames. The servants of the manor heard the sound and rushed over, but they could only watch this scene helplessly, unable to get close, let alone help.

Kano frowned and took a deep breath. He had a vague feeling that he seemed to be targeted by some powerful force.

Finally, when the flames gradually extinguished, leaving only blackness and silence, the only thing left on the ground was the gold ring stolen from the Tyrell Theocracy three years ago.