EBE Chapter 150 Slapping the Fallen High Priest in the Face 8
Chapter 150 Slapping the Fallen High Priest in the Face 8
"Is he planning to go straight back to the Satia Empire?" Lance asked in surprise, staring at Drake's figure.
Shouldn't he have informed us?
“Perhaps he’s not in a position to be seen by us right now,” Leng Yuexing said, her eyes sharp as she looked at Drake’s figure.
"Isn't that his natural makeup?" Lance asked in surprise.
Leng Yuexing slightly curled her lips, "Of course not. He wasn't wearing makeup before. It's impossible for him to put on makeup just because he went into the secret cave once."
Lance frowned as he looked at Drake. Drake's face had only flashed by briefly, so he hadn't seen it clearly.
However, it was indeed somewhat different from when he had brushed past me before.
“That’s what it looks like after absorbing the power of darkness,” Elias’s deep, magnetic voice rang out.
"Dark power—" Lance screamed, his voice cracking.
"Dark power can be absorbed? Is he about to turn into a mindless monster?" Lance stared wide-eyed at Drake as he flew away.
“No, there is one condition under which absorbing the power of darkness will not turn you into a monster, and that is gaining the approval of the God of Darkness,” Elias said calmly.
“But…but isn’t he a believer in the God of Light? How could the God of Light forgive him for what he did?” Lance asked incredulously, pointing at Drake’s figure in the image sphere.
“Of course we won’t forgive him,” Elias said, glancing at Drake’s figure.
After hearing Elias's explanation, Leng Yuexing finally understood why Drake had become like this.
He didn't know if Drake was an outsider, but he knew that as long as he protected the entire Western Fantasy Continent from being corrupted by the power of darkness, he should be able to reclaim the destiny of the Chosen One.
Now that Drake has absorbed the power of darkness, it means he is now a follower of the God of Darkness, making Drake their enemy.
He absolutely cannot allow Drake to threaten the Elven race or any living being on the entire Western fantasy continent.
Thinking of this, Leng Yuexing looked up at Lance and said solemnly, "Lance, tell the king what happened here. Elias and I will go and track Drake."
"Let's see what he plans to do next."
Upon hearing this, Lance raised the greatsword slung over his shoulder. "Moonstar, I'll go after him with you. I don't know what abilities Drake possesses now. If you get injured, the King will surely blame me!"
Before Leng Yuexing could reply, Elias interrupted, "With my protection, Yuexing will definitely not be injured. You can go back and report what happened here to the Elf King."
With Elias's assurance, Lance felt somewhat relieved.
"Lance thanks Lord Elias."
After he finished speaking, he instructed the two elves beside him to continue guarding the spot.
After taking one last look at Leng Yuexing, he turned around and rushed back to see the king as quickly as possible.
Leng Yuexing watched Lance's figure disappear into the jungle, then turned to Elias and said, "Shall we set off too?"
Upon hearing this, Elias waved his hand toward the open space beside him, and a magnificent flying carriage, shimmering with starlight, appeared before Leng Yuexing's eyes.
The flying carriage is ornate in appearance, decorated with exquisite carvings and intricate runes.
“Let’s go,” Elias said, as he embraced Leng Yuexing and leaped onto the carriage.
After Leng Yuexing was seated in the carriage, Elias drove the carriage in the direction Drake had gone.
The image sphere clearly recorded the route Drake took.
The two followed Drake all the way to the Temple of Light in the capital of the Satya Empire.
Before entering the temple, Drake took out a golden cloak and put it over himself before entering the gates of the Temple of Light.
Although a magical barrier was erected above the capital of the Satia Empire, it did not react at all when Elias drove his carriage into the airspace above the capital.
Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow at Elias, then stood up and straddled Elias.
While picking up a lock of Elias's golden hair and playing with it in her hand, she asked, "The bard is just a disguise for you. When are you going to tell me your true identity?"
Leng Yuexing didn't necessarily want to find out Elias's identity, but he was genuinely curious about it.
The Satya Empire is the most powerful nation on the entire continent, and High Priest Delek is essentially the most powerful light mage in the world.
Elias was far more powerful than Drake, and he was genuinely curious about Elias's identity.
When Leng Yuexing sat down, Elias's light gold eyes turned dark gold once again.
He instantly wrapped his arms around Leng Yuexing's slender waist, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It's not time yet, you'll find out soon enough."
Upon hearing this, Leng Yuexing casually put down the golden hair she had been playing with.
He looked up into Elias's dark golden eyes and said slowly, "I hope this won't take too long, otherwise I'll lose patience and stop wanting to know."
"it is good."
Elias chuckled indulgently and reached out his right hand to hold Leng Yuexing's head from behind.
He pressed Leng Yuexing's head down and then kissed his beautifully shaped lips.
His kisses were delicate and tender, as he held the power of light in his mouth and transferred it to Leng Yuexing.
Whenever Leng Yuexing came into direct contact with Elias, he would feel a violent tremor in his soul, and this time was no exception.
Moreover, the addition of the power of light amidst this intense, surging tide elevated his senses to a new peak.
Like being tossed high into the ocean, Leng Yuexing's eyes welled up with tears...
It wasn't until the image sphere suspended in the carriage emitted a dazzling light that Leng Yuexing barely opened her eyes and looked at it.
In the image sphere, Drake enters the main hall of the Temple of Light.
The main hall was incredibly spacious, stretching as far as the eye could see, as if it had no boundaries.
The walls and ceiling are made of colorful crystals, which are crystal clear and emit colorful light, making the whole hall look like a dream.
Sunlight shines through the colorful crystals, refracting into dazzling colors that fall like rainbows onto the ground, creating a beautiful and mysterious scene.
At the very front of the main hall stood a statue of the God of Light, tens of feet tall, draped in golden light and holding a massive staff with a dazzling gem at its tip.
His face was kind and gentle, and his eyes revealed boundless wisdom and strength.
This statue is the soul of the entire Temple of Light, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
After projecting the image of the God of Light, the image sphere shattered right before Leng Yuexing's eyes, and Drake's figure disappeared into the image sphere.
The sound of the image sphere shattering jolted Leng Yuexing fully awake. He braced himself against Elias's chest with both hands and managed to call out, "El...as!"
Elias gently stroked Leng Yuexing's long silver hair. After restoring the shattered image sphere to its original state using the power of light, he spoke in a low voice, "The image sphere must have shattered because it couldn't withstand the divine power on the statue."
"The statue... possesses the divine power of the God of Light?" Leng Yuexing asked in surprise, his voice soft, still not fully recovered from the intense sensation he had just experienced.
Elias held Leng Yuexing in his arms and chuckled, "Naturally, every statue in the Temple of Light contains a trace of the God of Light's divine power; otherwise, how could it be called a temple?"