What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 344. I Will Make the Light Fall

Once everyone had arrived, Kroya truly saw a group of ancient heroes—the Aurora Sword Saint, the Spirit Valley Priest, the Silver Hand, the Savior…

They are all prominent figures in the Vatican, each radiating a divine aura enhanced by faith and legend. Just their presence here is practically a living history of the Vatican.

Most importantly, there was even a dragon among these holy spirits!

"You are... the Holy Dragon, aren't you?"

Kroya circled the giant dragon, which was dozens of meters tall, looking at its shimmering white scales with a golden sheen, its noble and elegant wings, and its domineering horns, rubbing his hands together expectantly.

He was already powerless against these aesthetically pleasing giant creatures, let alone a dragon whose appearance so perfectly matched his aesthetic!

He was very disappointed that he had failed to trick Regnat into becoming his mount last time.

This time, they absolutely could not let this holy dragon go. Kroya remembered that in the legends of the Papacy, she should have offspring.

He probably can't get his hands on that sacred dragon, but he can still try to get her offspring. The dragons he's raising now are just too small to be worth anything.

Lady Holy Dragon felt a chill run down her spine from Kroya's gaze—at first she thought he wanted to study her, but then she realized that this guy wanted to become a dragon knight!

It's only because she's been in the Papacy for so long that her temper has improved a bit; otherwise, she would definitely have unleashed a blast of dragon breath at Kroya. A dragon knight, and a holy dragon's dragon knight at that, she really dares to say that.

"...Mr. Mage." After a moment of hesitation, Holy Dragon felt that if Chloe dared to say it so casually, he must not care how she reacted.

That makes sense. After all, if they dare to barge directly into the divine realm, what else wouldn't they dare to do?

And that's pretty much the case. Kroya is indeed in a situation where "he wants it, and he gets it." If he wants it, why can't he get it?

She thought for a moment and stared at Chloe for a while.

The focus lingered on Kroa's handsome face for several seconds before he reluctantly said, "If we could leave this place, sir..."

Kroya's eyes lit up: "Would you be willing to introduce your child to me?"

"Don't worry, I guarantee they'll have a wonderful life to enjoy, no less than the Kingdom of Light, with coconut juice to drink every day."

Coconut juice? Lady Holy Dragon seemed to hear something very wrong, and then realized that she had been deluding herself; the other party had never wanted to be her dragon knight!

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling a faint sense of loss, but then said with a sense of acceptance:

"I have several children living outside."

"They should only be just coming of age after several hundred years."

"I will tell you their coordinates, Master... I hope you can help me take good care of them."

Lady Holy Dragon readily gave Kroya the coordinates, but didn't give him any token.

After all, the dragon race is very proud. If you can't defeat them with your own hands, even if you have the token, something bad will happen sooner or later.

Kroa accepted the three coordinates with great satisfaction, promising to take good care of them.

Then they got down to business and discussed specific matters with the twenty-odd Holy Spirits present.

After a less-than-harmonious discussion, they finally decided that the Holy Spirits would lead the nascent Sun Demons and the swarm army to cause trouble for the supplicants and Holy Spirits, feeding these armies with their divine flesh and blood.

After all the supplicants and the Holy Spirit who rebelled against them died, they would go to the temple to see the Father of Light, exchanging their own deaths for a brief period of clarity for the Father of Light.

Although Kroa didn't think highly of them, she still gave them a lot of enhancements to bless them, since paying homage to the Father of Light meant offering oneself as a sacrifice.

Only the flesh and blood of believers and the Holy Spirit can awaken the consciousness of the Father of Light for a period of time.

Kroya expressed some incomprehension about this.

However, considering that those who can enter the Kingdom of Light are indeed fanatics, even if they are intelligent and rational, they will become fanatical when they are truly facing the light.

What they didn't know was that this forced sleep of the gods was actually done by the sorcerer's mentor.

After listening to Kroya's retelling of their discussion, Miya gave the latter a deep look: "Although they are holy spirits, they are not worth the price you pay to awaken the light."

He watched as the swarm of insects, nourished enough to rapidly grow into beings capable of contending with the gods, and the sun demons—the divine kingdom had been gnawed into one large pit after another by them, and as time went on, almost nothing could stop them.

Miya said with certainty, "You're definitely planning something big!"

"You really understand me."

Kroya gave a dangerous smile: "I don't think His lack of lucidity can explain some of the things He did before. In the end, it was His indulgence of His believers that led to this, and they must pay the price."

As he said this, he looked up at the sky and murmured to himself:

"Teacher, do you feel that we are very, very close to the star realm here?"

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Miya looked up in surprise.

He saw a faintly shining harp-shaped constellation directly above this holy land of light, along with an ever-flowing, elegant and mysterious blue radiance and golden arrows.

—This is all what Chloe wanted Him to see.

There was something within that terrified Him, involving the power of prophecy and destiny, something the Ring of Radiance, representing "reality," least wanted to see.

He once fell under such a prophecy.

They were just a group of gods who were like ants in His eyes, yet they were able to destroy the core of the ark... It's simply unbelievable.

"The cyan chapter, didn't you say you couldn't fully understand it?" Miya suppressed some unease. "Why can you suddenly use its power?"

Kroya blinked: "I don't know either, but I feel like we're closer to the stars here, as if the stars I've seen before were just an illusion."

Perhaps it's because this is a divine realm related to the sun; after all, if I had progressed normally, I should have ascended to godhood long ago by the time I learned the Cyan Chapter.

Miya said thoughtfully, "It seems you need to go find that Titan's puppet. Perhaps the starry sky we see now is indeed just an illusion."

He also vaguely knew some things, but unfortunately, those things happened after He crashed. At that time, He was in a deep sleep and was covered by the light of the merfolk god, so He couldn't possibly know them clearly.

"Don't worry about it." Kroya wasn't in a hurry either. His strength gave him the right to be leisurely. Things would fall into place naturally, and he would eventually get the result he wanted.

He gazed at the increasingly bright blue starlight in the sky and casually remarked:

"The light will fall."

—It's like a murmur, fleeting like the moon's reflection in water, mirroring the fate that is about to unfold.

……

Thus, the army of sun demons and the swarm of insects, led by the Holy Spirits, began to besiege the other Holy Spirits and supplicants who were still guarding the Kingdom of God.

Kroa's companions also followed these Holy Spirits. It's unclear whether the Holy Spirits knew anything, but they kindly shared their knowledge with these visitors from beyond the divine realm during the battle.

To receive such wholehearted teachings from the Holy Spirits is, frankly, a very rare thing. In the past, if one wanted to receive such wholehearted teachings from the Holy Spirits, it would probably only be possible if the Father of Light spoke of it himself.

The Holy Spirits had initially thought they would have to exert themselves to the utmost to deal with those stubborn Holy Spirits and supplicants, but what shocked and even terrified them was...

Those "demons" who radiate the warm glow of the sun and look completely devoid of the grotesque appearance of demons, and the "swarms" who are even more ferocious and cold-blooded than demons, possess extremely high combat efficiency.

A legend, once surrounded by them, is destined to perish.

They were completely indifferent to casualties, charging forward like an endless stream. Once the enemy was at a disadvantage, they were met with the carcasses of the swarm of worker bees and imps.

The Holy Spirit and the supplicants will become their nourishment, and after a short period of time, a "demon" and insects that are extremely similar in power to the dismembered Holy Spirit will appear.

This was actually a terrible experience, and many of the Holy Spirits on Kroa's side were itching to take action against the swarm of insects and the Sun Demons.

Because they are truly frightening.

Their efficient and ruthless fighting style, which disregards their own casualties and uses everything as nourishment, instilled fear in these once-prominent Holy Spirits.

In just a few days, the pale white mycelium gathered into a fungal carpet, slowly covering the once bright and shining land of the divine kingdom.

Split pools, spires, and branch nests are being built.

Emerging from these buildings were even more swarms of ferocious insects, enveloped in radiance. Like a snowball rolling downhill, this dazzling Kingdom of Light began to change.

This change made the Holy Spirits increasingly uneasy.

But they were all stunned by the "sun" that was constantly suspended in the sky, gradually becoming brighter and making no attempt to conceal its presence—the sun that played its symphony was both bestowing blessings and watching over them.

They didn't know why a mage who had reached legendary status through external forces could suppress them like this, but they knew very well that it was too late to resist at this point.

The sun demons and swarms of insects are covering this divine kingdom with eternal hymns praising the sun, but the master of the kingdom has not yet discovered it—or rather, He cannot discover the disguise of the eternal hymns.

And so, progress was made steadily.

As time went on, the attacks by the Ilster Mage Tower on the Kingdom of Light ceased, but were replaced by a massive blow to the faith of the Church of Light.

Eurydice and the Titan puppet Iotes joined forces, controlling the Mage Guild of Star Town to forcibly intervene and help the hero William, who was being pushed up by Kroya, to gradually encroach on the territory belonging to the Church of Light and the Church of the Earth Mother.

Logically speaking, the belief in light and the earth is not limited to human kingdoms. In particular, the widespread belief in the earth has its followers among dwarves, elves, and even dragons.

However, when they try to intervene, Eurydice descends from the sky, beats them severely, and threatens to confront them if they dare to interfere in human affairs.

Even the legends of these races were like chicks in front of Eurydice, easily manipulated.

After being manipulated a few times, they weren't stupid. They couldn't beat them in a fight, and they were from a different race. If they attacked the younger ones and the older ones came, it would be a huge problem.

Even more terrifying is that the Orpheus family openly submitted a proposal to the Elven Royal Court, spearheaded by Beoril, a scholar from the Elven Great Wisdom Palace, to help Eurydice and the Lord of the Reef, Kroya, research the gods.

—The so-called proposal is basically just a notice.

That's the Orpheus family!

They are the oldest family among the elves, and the current Elf King is a member of the Orpheus family. In fact, the Great Wisdom Palace itself is just a place used by the Orpheus family to train druids and elven mages.

If it weren't for the fact that their focus was primarily on the Astral Plane, the Elven race would essentially be a one-man show—though to the outside world they would simply be described as an "ordinary family."

With their intervention, the encirclement and suppression of the Church of Light and the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess proceeded even faster, and other gods were also secretly exerting their efforts, ordering their subordinates to cooperate fully.

William's army was simply unstoppable.

The divine kingdom is being eroded, and the faith in the prime plane is being shaken...

The kingdoms of the Earth Mother and the Father of Light shone ever brighter, and even in the bright sunshine of day, everyone could see these two divine kingdoms that shone even brighter than the stars.

That kingdom, shining with endless holy light and surrounded by countless precious minerals of the earth, that brings joy to believers.

They saw the believers of the two divine kingdoms being strengthened as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

It seems as if they are declaring their power, but this in itself is suspicious. Power itself does not need to be declared; the more they do so, the more it proves that they are becoming weaker.

As a result, William's army launched an increasingly fierce offensive.

Until one day, William's army arrived at the holy city of Campos.

The last and most powerful army and knightly order of the Holy See lined up before this holy city, determined to defend it to the death.

But on that very day, a pure and bright holy light shone from the sky.

It started out very faint, but it quickly went from dim to bright and finally dazzling.

It was like a curtain and the aurora borealis, feathers shimmering with holy light, enveloping the entire human realm, from which emanated a voice, both infinitely majestic and gentle, and indistinguishable in gender—

"At the moment when all life ends."

"In a time when filth will obscure the light."

"In the time when the lambs need me."

When the voice of the Father of Light rang out, almost all the legends and gods were silently watching the world that was radiating holy light, waiting for the "moment of destruction, the time of salvation" prophesied by the Father of Light.

Eurydice and Iotes, in particular, the former already holding a replica of the Ring of Radiance in her hand, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"It's finally here."

"Um……?"

But at that moment, the Father of Light's voice suddenly faltered.

Instead, a hoarse, questioning voice, filled with both compassion and anger, spoke:

"Lord."

"You've definitely been deceived!"

This question, amplified by the divine power of the Father of Light, resounded throughout the entire human realm, and everyone heard it.

(End of this chapter)