South of the Ouden Continent, Terrell Church Kingdom.
The Blazing Sun hung high above the boundless sky like molten gold, pouring down thousands of hot and dazzling rays, coating the vast desert in a layer of radiant gold.
In this desert forgotten by ti, groups of pyramids stood proudly; they were no longer silent mounds of stones but seed ancient Guardians awakened by the fierce sun, with sunlight dancing and flashing across the sloping surfaces of the pyramids, outlining their sharply defined contours.
As the light and shadows transford, the surfaces of the pyramids seed to flow with golden rivers, seemingly breathing slowly. The air around them distorted due to the intense sunlight, as if the ancient ruins were gradually awakening with the baptism of the daylight.
In the distant majestic Temple, a solemn and mysterious ceremony was taking place. The priests of the Terrell Church Kingdom, wearing crowns symbolizing different deities and holding sacred instrunts such as scepters and incense burners, followed the grand procession from the Temple. Along the way, people offered flowers, applause, and cheers, and the procession eventually reached the vast altar of the Sun Church.
It was a circular altar with a diater of hundreds of ters, resembling the sun, with a sun raging fla left by the "Blazing Sun" burning vigorously within the golden circular altar, never extinguished despite years of exposure to wind and rain.
Before the altar, the priests offered sacrifices to the divine statues, chanted prayers, and sought the deities' protection and blessings. They then offered nurous extraordinary materials as sacrifices to the magnificent Blazing Sun!
Finally, the Saint of Sun, "Child of the Sun God," appeared.
Like the rising sun, he was warm and splendid, illuminating every inch of the Terrell Church Kingdom and the hearts of its people.
In the eyes of the Sun Church's followers in Terrell Church Kingdom and around the world, this Saint possessed not only extraordinary wisdom and power but also a divine lineage from the True Gods!
The "Child of the Sun God," clad in a robe woven from golden sunlight and twinkling like constellations, appeared before the crowd. An additional radiant brilliance seed to emanate from him, lighting up the entire world and dispelling all darkness and cold.
The facial expression of the Saint of Sun was gentle yet solemn, and his gaze revealed boundless wisdom.
"Children of Terrell born in the sun's light, you are nobler by birth than others," he said.
His voice was gentle yet firm, as if it could reach directly into the depths of people's hearts, unraveling confusion and soothing pains.
"Under the great light of the sun, we were born from pure water, while the children of shadows fear us as shadows fear the sunlight!"
"I know the rumors of the departure of the Gods in recent years have concealed unease and fear in your hearts, but just as the Blazing Sun rises and sets each day without pause, the great Divine will never abandon humanity!"
His words resonated like the music of the heavens, and whether it was the nobles or commoners of Terrell, everyone held him in great reverence and trust. They saw him as a guiding light, a source of hope for the world.
For millennia, the deeds of the Saint of Sun, "Child of the Sun God," had been widely celebrated in Terrell. He taught people knowledge and skills, and taught them how to be worthy Sun Followers, to face all challenges with hearts of kindness and bravery.
Thus, the image of the "Child of the Sun God" was carved on many stone steles and depicted in murals throughout Terrell, long since becoming a legendary figure.
Over a thousand years of rule had made Terrell Church Kingdom completely dominated by the Church of True Gods, a stark contrast to other countries on the continent.
A high-ranking priest's voice echoed around the altar.
"Once every decade, the great Saint of Sun has finally stepped out again!"
"He will represent the great Blazing Sun and use the power of the sun to punish those enemies of Terrell!"
People could not help but leap up in a trance, everyone widening their eyes, eager to witness the power belonging to the sun!
A piece of paper was then handed by the priest to the Saint of Sun, who slowly extended his hand to touch it, the paper being covered with hundreds of densely packed nas.
The "Child of the Sun God" remained silent.
The next mont, the power of "Heavenly Enlightennt" was activated.
One by one, the nas on that paper began to burn!
At the sa ti, people all over the world who were represented by those nas felt the powerful impact of a force as mighty as the sun!
In the capital of the Lorne Empire, Karl Fesherno and Viscount Johnville were having lunch together, having beco extrely familiar friends over the past decade.
Suddenly, Viscount Johnville raised his left hand, which bore a dazzling, seemingly precious golden ring, enough to dazzle and srize anyone.
He stared at the beautiful golden ring and murmured to himself:
"This golden ring is a treasure I obtained three years ago from the Terell Church Kingdom. Although it's not a Forbidden rare artifact, it's still a very valuable alchemical tool. It would have been a pity for it to have been buried forever as a grave offering."
Sitting across the dining table, Mr. Kano smiled faintly. He too had once stolen from the Terell Mausoleum, so he hardly had the right to reprimand the other.
However, the things he himself had stolen could bring about the resurrection of the great Lord of the Lost. Even if morally tainted, he could bear it.
Sunlight stread through the stained-glass windows, scattering over the exquisite lunch table. The Viscount Johnville of the Lorne Empire was dressed in luxurious garnts, the gold-threaded patterns shimring slightly in the sunlight, as if ti itself were particularly lenient towards him, allowing Viscount Johnville to leisurely enjoy this tranquil afternoon.
However, just as this tranquility was about to be gently dispersed by the afternoon breeze, sothing unbelievable happened.
Suddenly, a strange glow enveloped Viscount Johnville's body, as if so unknown power had awakened within him.
Imdiately thereafter, his clothes began to emit wisps of smoke—not from the heat of flas, but more like a premonition of accidentally triggered extraordinary power.
"Damn it! What is this? Mr. Kano, save !"
The viscount's face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with shock and confusion. He tried to stand up but found himself bound by an invisible force, unable to move.
Soon, the wispy smoke quickly gathered into a fire, enveloping him at an incredible speed. The intense pain from the flas caused him to writhe in severe agony.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
His screams echoed through every corner of the manor. Yet, amidst the desperate cries, there also seed to be a hint of reluctance and struggle, as if deep inside he was still seeking so form of release.
"Johnville!"
Mr. Kano exclaid, shocked at the sight, then activated his 5th Rank extraordinary power. His right eye gradually turned a very special shade of gray-white.
"Eye of Fate"
That was both the na of the 5th Rank on the Path of Revelation and the only extraordinary power of that rank.
In the Spirit Realm, it appears as a chaotic gray eyeball, and those who step onto this rank attain an equal improvent in both physical qualities and Spiritual Power.
"How is this possible?"
Mr. Kano took a deep breath. Through the capabilities of the "Eye of Fate", he could clearly see several possible futures for Johnville, along with the specific likelihood of each.
If he could find a possibility to save him and choose the one with the highest probability, he could help Viscount Johnville change his inevitable death!
However, through the "Eye of Fate", Mr. Kano was stunned to discover that no matter how he tried to help Viscount Johnville, his likelihood of death was one hundred percent!
"Moreover, if I dare touch that fla, I will definitely die as well!"
Viscount Johnville continued to scream in agony within the sun-like flas. The manor's servants hurried over upon hearing the cries, but could only watch helplessly, unable to approach or assist.
Mr. Kano frowned deeply and took a deep breath.
Ultimately, when the flas gradually died down, leaving nothing but charred silence, only that golden ring stolen three years ago from the Terell Church Kingdom remained on the ground.
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