“Respected Saint, will this Lord Levi agree?”
Inside the underground temple, Saint Igo looked at his own body in the pool, next to which stood an extremely tall woman, her voice gentle yet powerful.
She was dressed in a magnificent papal robe, embroidered with golden Saint Cross symbols and patterns symbolizing divine power.
On her head was a jeweled papal crown, and in her hand she held a scepter symbolizing authority, the top of which was inlaid with a shining gem.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, solemn and kind, and her eyes revealed profound wisdom and unwavering faith.
“He will. I saw something familiar in his eyes.” Saint Igo smiled slightly, then asked in return, “Do you know the poem *Heroic Ballad* by the legendary bard Kevin Rashes?”
Caris nodded. Although she was the Pope of the Holy Light Church, her hobby was reading all kinds of poetry.
If you asked her about other topics, she might not know, but as long as it involved poetry, it would not be an exaggeration to call her a master.
“There is a sentence in it that impressed me very much—
Rather die ringing,
Than live in silence.
”
“I saw this quality in his heart. People who possess this quality never stop because of some difficulties.” Saint Igo floated back to his study.
“Then do you think he will succeed?” Caris followed behind, entered the room, and sat down at the table.
“Little Caris, what do you think?” Saint Igo poured a cup of hot tea and asked back with a smile.
“Although I have not been in contact with this Lord Levi, I think that if even he cannot complete it with his strength, then no one in this world will be able to complete it.” Caris sighed.
The loss of the Trial World has left the Holy Light Church without any legendary powerhouses.
The reason why it can still barely maintain its position as the number one church in the seven kingdoms is seventy percent due to this Saint.
However, with the surge of elemental tides, the elemental power in the material world will become more and more concentrated, and it may even return to the prosperous magic era of ancient times.
At that time, the fate of the Holy Light Church, lacking top-level combat power, will be almost visible to the naked eye.
If possible, she would even be willing to sacrifice herself to bless this Mr. Levi and help him succeed.
“That’s a very high evaluation.” Saint Igo smiled. “I saw a quality in Levi that I have never seen before.
Although he says he disdains heroes, what he has done from the beginning to the present is no different from a hero, and I always feel that he is a person favored by fate and the goddess, able to accomplish things that ordinary people cannot.”
“Isn’t your evaluation even higher than mine?”
“In short, everything is uncertain. The world is full of miracles, and Levi may be a miracle himself.”
The two smiled at each other and ended the conversation.
… …
At dusk, the Lord hurried back to his room alone.
He already had the subsequent cultivation method of the *Holy Word Codex* in his mind, and finally understood why it could not be carried by memory.
Simply put, although he knew the subsequent cultivation method through the Holy Light Revelation, he only knew what to do but not why.
Although he knew how to cultivate, he would not be able to teach others the details of cultivation.
It was like directly telling him the answer to a math problem. He was completely clueless as to how to solve it, let alone teach others.
“Levi Targaryen”
“Level: 33 → 40”
“Experience Points: 11484 / 600000”
“Strength: 61”
“Agility: 60”
“Intelligence: 12 → 15”
“Charm: 41”
“Available Attribute Points: 0 → 7”
“Skills: Iron Bones 15 (max), Power Strike 15 (max), Power Throw 10, Power Draw 10, Weapon Mastery 9, Shield Defense 15 (max), Riding 11, Mounted Archery 10, Item Management 1, Persuasion 8, Healing 12” [Note: Max level 15]
“Available Skill Points: 0 → 14”
“Weapon Proficiency: One-Handed Weapons 701, Two-Handed Weapons 651, Polearms 601, Bows 630, Thrown Weapons 699, Crossbows 310”
“Radiant Holy Word Codex: 199 (Firefly)”
“Holy Light Baptism: 98”
“Holy Light Spirit Blade: 130”
“Available Proficiency Points: 2450”
Compared to the last time he checked the attribute table, he had experienced many great battles during this period: going north to solve the Minotaur problem, going south to fight for the title, and the demon disaster.
The number of people killed by the Lord in these battlefields was completely uncountable.
He only knew that even though the level was high and the experience required was a bottomless abyss, he had still made further progress and risen seven levels.
Especially that Balor Flame Demon was simply Levi's treasure-giving boy, contributing enough experience to increase two levels by himself.
To his delight, he didn't know whether it was because the Lord was studying all night long, or because he often dealt with those old foxes, but his intelligence actually increased by three points.
After some thought, Levi decided to go all the way down one path, adding attribute points directly to strength and agility, upgrading all melee skills to the maximum level, and then maxing out the Holy Word Codex.
But just as he added a point to strength and agility, he was stunned.
“
Strength: 63 · Limit (Out of Bounds)
Agility: 63 · Limit (Out of Bounds)
”
After consuming five attribute points, the plus signs behind the two attributes actually disappeared directly.
“Although the limit in the game is 63, I didn’t expect it to be the same in reality.” Levi stroked his smooth chin and pondered: “But the *Out of Bounds* in parentheses behind, does it mean that my current rank is not enough?”
“It seems that advancing to Legend is imminent.”
Levi planned to save the remaining two attribute points and use them after advancing to Legend.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to the so-called Trial World of Saint Igo.
After all, there was really no profession more suitable for him than the Holy Knight, especially after hearing that he could unearth hidden talents in his body after advancing to Legend.
But these would have to wait until he finished dealing with things.
“The number one Holy Church of all time, begin to evolve!”
Every hundred proficiency points in the Holy Word Codex was one tier. With a full two thousand proficiency points, he arrogantly clicked on the panel, and the proficiency points soared from one hundred and ninety-nine to five hundred and ninety-nine in just a few breaths, and then he could no longer click.
Levi stretched his waist, and his whole body began to crackle like fried beans.
Although there was no obvious change on the surface, it still gave people a dangerous feeling like a tiger out of its cage.
His body was like the sea, greedily taking the holy light from the surrounding space.
The holy light seeds in his body had long been full, and these holy lights condensed into new holy light seeds next to them, and quickly expanded like inflation, turning one into two, and two into three, until the fifth one ended.
Along with it, a heat flow and holy light suddenly burst out from his body, strengthening Levi's whole body at the same time.
One was more violent and reached its destination in one go, while the other was more gentle, with a feeling of a long stream.
The degree of comfort was no less than a full body massage of 998 in his previous life.
“Hiss!”
Levi could finally understand why those orc barbarians had such a longing look every time they were upgraded.
It was really a dual pleasure of spirit and body to clearly feel the rank rising and the body becoming stronger.
In just a few minutes, he instantly reached the top-level Sanctuary from the *Firefly* rank Holy Knight.
The speed was so fast that any genius who claimed to be a peerless talent would be ashamed to death.
And at this speed, more than two thousand proficiency points were almost exhausted, leaving only four hundred, and the suffix of the Holy Word Codex also had the same *Out of Bounds*.
“Weapon Proficiency: One-Handed Weapons 701, Two-Handed Weapons 651, Polearms 601, Bows 630, Thrown Weapons 699, Crossbows 310”
“Radiant Holy Word Codex: 5 Out of Bounds”
“Holy Light Baptism: 98”
“Holy Light Spirit Blade: 130”
“Available Proficiency Points: 450”
Levi looked at it and closed the panel.
If he was not sure before, then he would now dare to guarantee 90% that this suffix was related to advancing to Legend.
“I feel incredibly strong now!”
Levi clenched his fists, and crackling sounds came from between his knuckles.
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: “No, I have to go find that silly Zart to familiarize myself with my current strength.”
In fact, his desire to show off had become extremely strong.
Returning home in fine clothes is like walking at night in brocade.
Simply put, he wanted to show off.
In the morning, the High Cliff Fortress team went to Gonda City to play, and now it was close to night, so they should be almost back.
… …
Leyton was in the hall discussing the banquet with Fugin.
The knowledgeable and intelligent Earth Gnome made the old mage secretly marvel.
Although he was an Earth Gnome from the wilderness, his conversation made Fugin feel like he was chatting with a wise man.
Every unique statement made him suddenly realize and benefit a lot.
He knew that this banquet was not simply held by that King Halan for gratitude.
There were probably more shady dealings hidden within.
“Pa!”
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in with the breeze.
Fugin was already old, and he was concentrating on chatting, so he was startled.
He turned his head and saw the person coming, patted his chest repeatedly, and couldn't help but complain a little: “Lord Levi, you scared me to death.
How can this old man withstand it?”
"I apologize." Levi's attitude of admitting his mistake was very proper, but he obviously didn't listen. With a nonchalant expression, he plopped down next to the drow elf who was leisurely cracking sunflower seeds with his legs crossed.
After glancing around with a flick of his eyes, he asked as casually as possible, "Has Zart not returned yet?"
"Not yet." Master Fugin nodded: "Even Skye and the Northern knights he brought haven't been seen."
"Your Lordship shouldn't have let them go out. It's so late and they haven't returned!" The Lord looked depressed, like a worried old father, "Even chickens know to return to the coop at night, but not this group of heartless fellows."
Everyone immediately focused their eyes and minds elsewhere, pretending not to hear these complaints.
Only Layton, who knew the Lord of Highcliff Keep's temper best, knew that someone must have received a great benefit and wanted to show it off, but started to feel dissatisfied when no one was around.
He calmly took over the conversation: "Did Your Lordship obtain the sequel to the Scripture of Holy Words?"
"I did, and I also advanced a level while I was at it." Levi waved his hand, his face as nonchalant as possible.
Upon hearing that he had not only obtained the Scripture of Holy Words but also advanced in rank, Heather, Maisha, and Fugin, the only ones left in the room, immediately gathered around.
The Lord was known to love showing off, and his own Firefly-level Holy Word cultivation was no longer a secret. Advancing again would mean becoming a Crescent Star Holy Knight.
"In less than a year, Lord Levi, you have gone from beginner to Crescent Star level. This kind of cultivation speed can definitely be considered genius level." Fugin stroked his attached white beard, genuinely praising.
The Church of Ice and Snow and the Holy Light Church had always been at odds, so every Ice and Snow priest had studied the "Scripture of Holy Words."
No one knew better than them how difficult it was to cultivate this scripture.
"To be precise, I am now a fifth-tier Holy Temple Knight."
Before anyone else could react, Maisha covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Amazing!"
"Really?" Fugin widened his small eyes, somewhat doubtful, not even noticing that he had plucked a strand from his beard.
It wasn't that he didn't believe Levi, but that he had crossed the distance of three ranks in just half a day, reaching the final rank of Holy Temple.
This kind of cultivation speed was unprecedented, and no one would be able to surpass it in the future.
Although it was a bit disrespectful, Fugin even suspected that this guy was the illegitimate son of the Holy Light Goddess.
Levi got up, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the balcony. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, as if coating him with a layer of gold, making him look brilliant and dazzling: "Originally, I didn't want to advance to Holy Temple, but I don't know if it's because I'm too talented or what, but my cultivation level soared as soon as I started, and I couldn't stop it."
"Alas, the Holy Light Goddess is feeding me, and there's nothing Your Lordship can do about it. Don't you think it's infuriating?" Finally, he shook his head and spread his hands.
The others were half-dead with anger at the Lord's top-notch Versailles behavior. After a long while, Heather finally asked curiously: "Lord, has your power increased by more than ten times compared to before?"
"How could it be? This scripture is useless." The Lord was still being modest: "Increasing power is not an immediate effect. It takes time to slowly improve. It would be great if becoming a Holy Temple Knight could immediately increase my power by more than ten times."
"Your Lordship should be content." Layton said calmly: "If those Holy Knights heard that you went from Firefly to a top Holy Temple Knight in half a day, every single one of them would line up to jump off the top of the Holy Tower."
"Because of your existence, they seem even worse than trash."
"Boss! Something happened!" Suddenly, a barbarian burst open the door again, panting roughly: "Mage Sam and the other nobles are fighting... No, Mage Sam is being hung up and whipped by the other nobles!"
