Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 202 Light Stealer

The tall door was carved from ancient runes and mysterious materials that glowed. All the runes had been awakened and were flashing a warm and soft light.

This is a room where light and shadow interweave.

The ceiling is high, covered with dazzling magic circles. They are not static patterns, but living energy networks. Each circle is slowly rotating, releasing colorful light, interweaving into flowing pictures.

The walls are inlaid with all kinds of magic crystals, which are as dazzling and brilliant as the brightest stars in the night sky.

In the center of the room stood a high platform made of pure silver and unknown metals, on which was inlaid a huge magic gem, which was the core of the entire room and the source of all magical power. There seemed to be stars flowing inside the gem, constantly changing colors, and every flicker of light was accompanied by a slight hum.

Around the platform, a dozen magic screens at different angles clearly showed the scene in the Saint’s room.

Dong Luo was hiding in the quilt, sobbing because of jealousy and sadness, and Richard was sitting on a chair and lying on the table to rest.

All the details of the two people are shown on the screen without any reservation.

Xingge sniffed, smelling the faint scent of magic in the air around her, and whispered to the person beside her:

"How long have they been like this? Have you found anything suspicious?"

"It's been half an hour, Lord City Lord. From my point of view, it's all suspicious!" A man in black robe said, "I won't say much about the ambiguous conversation between them, just their little expressions are amazing.

When Saint Dong Luo was talking to Richard, she would steal a glance at Richard every twelve words on average.

While she was talking, she panted slightly 62 times, moved her hips unnaturally 30 times, and played with her fingers 16 times. These were all very abnormal behaviors.

Ninety-nine percent of girls are in love.

Lord City Lord, Saint Dong Luo must be interested in Mr. Richard."

"Really?" Xingge walked slowly, expressionless. On the ground, there was a soft magic carpet, and every step she took made no sound, but every step made the leader of the black-robed wizards sweat profusely.

"Besides the girl's love affair? Is there any other evidence, such as evidence that Richard is suspected of treason?"

"Um... not yet." The black-robed man tremblingly wiped his sweat-free forehead, not knowing how to answer. "My Lord, should this be available?"

"It shouldn't be possible, but it can be possible." Xingge said coldly, "It's best if I'm the only one who has it."

"Clear! Clear!" The man in black robe understood immediately. He would get some evidence for the city lord. It was up to the city lord to decide whether he wanted to enforce the family law or the national law.

After instructing his men, Xingge turned and walked towards another magic room.

Through the translucent window, Xingge clearly saw two angels with golden light all over their bodies tied to the wall of the room.

They were tied with dark purple magic chains, their wings were drooping, their heads were lowered, and they seemed to have lost consciousness.

Next to the two angels, some mages wearing special protective clothing were using magic tools to cut their holy blood and flesh. The golden glowing blood was carefully collected by the mages into containers and transported to the research table next to them.

Researching angels has always been a taboo that the Holy See cannot tolerate. In their eyes, angels are sacred and are messengers of the gods, and they cannot be desecrated.

But these things have no effect on mages. They have no taboos and think that the more taboo things are, the more exciting they are to study. They find it boring to do too ordinary research.

Xingge pushed open the door. The mages who were conducting research did not stop their research like the mages in the hall. Some of them nodded at Xingge and continued to do their work, while others were too lazy to even say hello and just glanced at Xingge indifferently.

These mages have completely different duties from the black-robed mages outside. They are a special organization in the Star-Moon Society that is responsible for conducting research on the Holy See, and are called the Light Stealers.

Stealing light from the sky, lighting up the world. This is the light thief.

The membership of the Light Stealers is very complex. There are priests and bishops who defected from the Holy See, poor mages who experienced the Broken Staff Era and were hit by cursed light magic and are still suffering from the erosion of light magic, and there are also some geniuses who are born with a special sensitivity to light elements.

Under the organization of the Silver City-State, they specialize in the analysis and reverse engineering of divine arts.

It is not easy for a wizard to study divine arts. The number of members in the Light Stealer Organization is quite small, and naturally they are very precious.

Unlike normal black robe mages who are governed by the Xingyue Society leadership sequence, they have their own command system, and even Xingge has no power to govern them. Naturally, they will not be in awe of Xingge.

Xingge searched the room twice and soon saw a strange guy who stood out from the crowd among a group of black-robed mages.

Unlike other black-robed wizards, he did not wear a winter hat, and his long yellow hair was scattered behind him like dried weeds in autumn.

The black robe he was wearing was so dirty that even from a distance one could see the stains on his clothes. He looked more like a beggar on the street than a wizard.

Even though this guy was so strange, Xingge was very respectful after he approached him: "Master Che, have you made any progress in your research?"

"Strange! Strange!" Hearing Xingge's greeting, the old man who was in deep thought raised his eyelids and looked at Xingge, but he quickly lowered his eyelids again as if he didn't see Xingge.

He stretched out his hands, and his palms were covered with dense glowing liquid.

The glowing liquid was white, shockingly white, dazzlingly white, extending from the palm of his hand to the middle of his arm, almost the entire palm and arm were dazzlingly bright.

The reason why his palm was in this state was because it was covered with the blood of the Angel of Power, and the amount was horrifying.

His name is Chase, one of the pioneers among the Light Stealers. He looks like a human, but in fact he is an extremely rare and special half-human, half-light spirit.

"I can't find their light core. Transformed angels are different from real angels. Real angels are sanctified by light elements and the power of faith and will not be affected by the outside world.

Constructed angels are light elemental beings transformed by humans through a series of complex rituals. They need to constantly replenish light elements from the outside world to maintain their own angelic image and abilities. This requires them to have a core that dispatches light elements. I call this core the light core. Before them, we caught almost all constructed angels with light cores.

By analyzing and studying the Light Core, we can also figure out what the mission of the Construct Angel is and who commands it.

However, these two angels, although all other characteristics meet the characteristics of structural angels, do not have a core.

Either the Holy See’s angel construction technology has improved and can construct angels that don’t need a core, or their cores have been taken away before we took action.”

Xing Ge frowned and shook his head, "Impossible. I saw with my own eyes that these two angels cast magic and were defeated by members of the Star-Moon Mage Corps. They were then handed over to me. No one had tampered with them the entire time. Without the core, these angels should not be able to cast magic."

"That's another reason. The Holy See's technology has improved." Chase smeared the glowing angel blood on his neck and said viciously:
"This should be what the little saint said. It is a special angel designed by the Holy See Pope. According to the little saint, it is very easy to mass-produce this special angel. If the Holy See equips this angel on a large scale, our current conventional troops will hardly pose a threat to them."

At this point, Chase’s face showed a hint of fanaticism: “City Lord, please let our Light Stealer’s Holy Spirit Squadron perform the Blood Demonization Ceremony.

As long as the demon appears, we will no longer be controlled by the angels."

"No, the Demon Spirit Project is not mature enough." Xingge refused categorically: "Master, don't think about the Demon Spirit anymore. I will not allow you radicals to conduct the backlight experiment without considering the lives of the Light Stealers.

If you insist on conducting research on demon spirits according to your own ideas, then you can leave my territory and go to other city lords. I believe that with your talent, they will definitely be willing to fund you."

Chase laughed awkwardly and explained quickly, "Oh, City Lord, you are saying such strange things again. If I had the idea of ​​studying simulation myself, I would not have said hello to you and would have done it secretly."

City Lord, you have done me a favor. I will definitely do my research based on your will. If you don't want to study the demon spirits, then don't study the demon spirits. It doesn't matter much."

As Chase spoke, his voice became lower and lower. He seemed a little more honest, but the cunning look in his eyes when he occasionally raised his eyelids to peek at Xingge showed that he just kept his thoughts to himself and never gave up for a moment.

Xingge looked past Chase and towards a beautiful glass house in front of Chase. In this glass house floated a golden feather, which emitted a dazzling and warm light and rotated silently. Just looking at the feather made Xingge feel comfortable.

"This is the rule of the Angel of Power. The power of divine arts is indeed closely related to magic power, but it is also completely different from magic power."

"City Lord, is this the first time you have seen the rules extracted from the Angel of Power?"

"No, I've seen it before, but unfortunately I could only watch from a distance before being dragged away." Xingge said:
"This is my first time to feel the essential power of divine arts up close like this."

"Then this should be your last time, Lord City Lord." Chase stood in front of Xingge with a stern face, separating Xingge from Feather.

“Lord City Lord, your talent is too outstanding. It is easy for you to understand the rules of attraction, but it is also easy for you to become the prey of these rules.

The things of the Holy See are treasures that we are eager to obtain, but to you who pursue the truth, they are poison that kills instantly."

"I know. I know my limits." Xingge shook her head, pushed Chase away with her hand, and walked in front of Feather.

She placed her hand in front of the glass cabinet, felt it carefully for a while, and her eyebrows gradually frowned.

"That's right. It is indeed very similar to the power of the stigmata in Richard's magic book. These angels of power are also related to the stigmata."

"Yes, City Lord. The power of the Angel of Power is one of the sources of the Stigmata Shackles. The power of the magic involves higher gods and is very dangerous. You must not try it lightly."

Chase stood beside Xingge, visibly anxious.

Xing Ge finally stopped researching this time. She put down her hand, turned around and left without any regrets, and ordered: "I will keep these two power angels strictly confidential, and only report the other four power angels."

Upon hearing this, Chase was overjoyed: "City Lord, do you mean that we can conduct some more dangerous research?"

"Of course not." Xing Ge glanced at him. "I am the law enforcer of the Xingyue Society. How can I allow you to break the law knowingly?

But unfortunately, I have to monitor Saint Dongluo recently, so I am a bit busy and don't have time to come and check."

Chase suddenly realized and immediately said excitedly: "My Lord, I think I may be lacking some research materials, such as magic crystal sand, turquoise, yellow chu stone powder, etc.

Although these materials sound a bit like those used to study demons, I assure you that these materials are not used to study demons. They will only be used for formal research! "

"Yes." Xingge nodded: "Since it is a formal research, then approve it. I will find someone to review the materials for you later. Remember to report more and don't miss any. You will have to make up for it later, which is very troublesome."

Ah! Can I get more if I don’t have enough materials? What support!
Chase was overjoyed; the level of support was unprecedented.

This was unusual, and even Chase, who was not very familiar with the ways of the world, realized that something was wrong. He immediately asked, "Lord City Lord, do you have any project that you want us to focus on?"

"That's not the case." Xingge lowered his eyes and said softly, "But I have a subordinate who is good at studying the soul field. His name is Princeton and he is a doctor.

He has long admired you Light Thieves, and wants to do some research in the field of Stigmata Shackles with you."

"This..." Chase was a little embarrassed: "We Light Thieves have very strict review and examination standards. People without talent cannot enter our inner circle."

"Really? Oh."

"Of course! There are exceptions to everything. We don't know everything, and we are lacking in many areas. Many of our research requires the participation of other experts.

The Princeton doctor can join us as a non-staff member! We will definitely respect him very much and give top priority to his research. "

"Really? Oh!" Xingge nodded and left with a smile. Seeing Xingge laughing, Chase also laughed.

"Hey, Lord City Lord, please walk slower!"

(End of this chapter)