A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

But you have no choice, because the cult really cannot do without the help of the Wolf God.

"The Wolf God's campaign against the Sacred Scripture Cult was a resounding victory," the Great Elder said. "Many are uneasy about this. Therefore, some, unwilling to delay, want a new, powerful Protector of the Nation to emerge as soon as possible to challenge him!"

"The sacred scriptures?" asked the attendant.

It was a sect that opposed the Crescent-Star Sword, originally emerging on the edge of the Persian Gulf but rapidly expanding. The Holy Scriptures and the Crescent-Star Sword were locked in a fierce battle for support and followers in some areas.

This is why heretics are more hateful than pagans. Pagans are satisfied with superficial conquests, but heretics really dig up your roots.

"The Sacred Scriptures no longer exist," the Great Elder snorted. "And along with the few outlying lords who supported them, their armies, and everyone else..."

"Those heretics..." the followers were shocked.

"They're all dead!" the Great Elder said. "Add to that the Wolf God's pursuit and annihilation of the remaining Zoroastrian forces a few years ago, and his other achievements. I'm afraid he's only one step away..."

"You can become a 'saint'!"

"No one wants him to be a saint..."

"But this Ferdinand... can he compete with the Wolf God?" The followers didn't believe it.

In reality, Ferdinand didn't show anything particularly remarkable. His performance was simply mediocre.

"His power is extremely rare and powerful!" said the Great Elder. "He can control 'fate'."

"Ferdinand can sense 'misfortune' and 'fortune', effectively avoiding danger and seeking good fortune. Don't underestimate this power; it may seem simple, but it's truly unstoppable. If he can ascend to the Protectorate, his superpowers will be further enhanced... Even we can't be sure of the extent of his capabilities!"

The Star-Moon Sword is not the Holy See, and the number of places they have for promotion to protector of the country is limited.

You can't just pay money to get in, you have to go through strict selection.

Among them, the extraordinary abilities that one possesses are a very important factor, and it can even be said to be the most important factor.

Some extraordinary abilities have absolutely no future, but some are different.

Chapter 142 Discovery 1

A small pier in the southern part of Rhode Island.

This is a very simple pier with almost nothing around it.

Thomas and his companions came down from the dock and smelled a fishy odor of fish and shrimp near the open space.

Apparently, some fishermen were using these docks.

A small amount of seafood is traded here, but it is ultimately a small-scale business, and the Knights do not care about it at all.

“Is this it?” Thomas asked.

"Yes," Radagast replied. "Go that way. There's a cave over there."

Several people got off the boat and headed in the direction indicated by Radagast.

“What on earth is it?” Thomas still didn’t understand.

"Captain, there are some things you can't explain with words, but you'll know just by looking at them."

Soon, we arrived at the cave that Radagast mentioned.

The entrance to the cave is several meters high, about the same height as an ordinary house. Standing at the entrance, you can feel the chill breeze blowing from inside.

But I didn't feel any danger.

Thomas was suspicious.

His two original guards, Andrea and Joseph, remained in Smyrna.

They are needed more over there.

In fact, these two people are both civil and military, and it would be a waste to use them as guards or followers.

And, to be frank, Thomas doesn't need a guard.

He was now accompanied by several officers from the Knights' City Defense Force - these men were all locals and knew every part of Rhodes Island like the back of their hand.

This time, he was brought here by Thomas to act as a walking encyclopedia.

"Captain, this was indeed a former outpost," an officer said. "Originally, a watchtower was supposed to be built here for the sentries to stay and guard, but for various reasons, it was abandoned. This cave was chosen as the outpost."

It was a very reasonable choice, and Thomas didn't see any problem with it.

As they walked a little further, the light became too dim.

"Captain, I'll get a torch from the ship," an officer suggested.

"No need." Thomas replied, took off his poisonous night pearl from his neck, and after wiping it gently, the treasure immediately emitted a bright enough light to illuminate a large area around it.

Everyone was surprised, except Radagast, who remained expressionless.

As the Grand Master, it would be no problem for him to produce magical items of this level.

Even taken for granted.

You can see sockets on the cave walls, which were once used to insert torches or oil lamps to provide lighting.

Soon, everyone arrived at a simple stone hall.

The stone hall is square and neat, and it is easy to tell that it is half natural and half man-made.

"This place..." Thomas looked around. "What's going on? Building something like this here is just as good as building a watchtower outside."

Transforming a natural cave into a stone hall like this was no easy task. Digging soil and digging stone are two different things. Remember, in this era, there are no tools like Thomas had in his previous life to carve rocks. Excavating this stone hall relied entirely on manpower.

The cost is much higher than building a watchtower.

"Captain, this place was not built by us. It... has existed since ancient times." An officer replied.

“What era was it?” Thomas asked.

"I don't know, but...it should have been at least a few hundred years ago."

"More than a thousand years!" said Radagast.

The officer who spoke shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter. He didn't even know why the Grand Commander had pulled him here to inspect a recently abandoned outpost.

Is there anything special about this place?

Yes, establishing an outpost here can provide some warning effect and prevent small-scale infiltration. But... it's not important.

Radagast said nothing, apparently waiting for Thomas to discover it himself.

This posture shows that the abnormality is easy to find and is not hidden.

Thomas kicked a pile of trash away—it should have been a set of tables and chairs, but now it was so broken that it could only be called garbage.

He walked around the entire stone hall, randomly kicking away a few pieces of broken furniture or discarded garbage. Thomas couldn't see any problem here.

Until he came to a corner.

There is still a simple and broken bed in this place, proving that it was once a resting place for sentries.

To be honest, Thomas's purpose in moving closer to the corner was actually to kick the broken bed away.

But the moment he raised his leg, he stopped.

He felt the fluctuation of magic power.

From the moment they encounter the fifth layer of the Magical Weave, humans develop a sense of magical fluctuations, able to sense magical power through concentrated concentration. Thomas, now at the sixth layer, has become even more acute.

Is this a fluctuation of magical power? Above? No, below!

The fluctuations of magic came from the land beneath the bed.

When I looked again, I saw that the ground below was also rock. There was no sound when I stepped on it, proving that it was solid.

The fluctuation of magic power actually came from under the rock?

Thomas felt it carefully, then turned back. "You two should get out first!"

Several officers were confused, but since the commander-in-chief had given the order, they had no choice but to obey.

A few minutes later, only Thomas, Radagast, and Thomas's new follower, Louis, were left.

"Magic node?" Thomas asked. But how could it be possible?

If such a thing really existed...

To be honest, Thomas didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse!

"It's quite possible," Radagast said. "Grandmaster, do you have any magic that can detect objects at a distance?"

Thomas stopped talking and closed his eyes, focusing all his attention on his spiritual field, extending it as far as possible.

After a long time, he opened his eyes in surprise.

"Ancient ruins!" Thomas said. "No... should I say ancient..."

"Ancient ruins!" the old man added.

Beneath Rhodes Island, or at least beneath this side of it, lies an ancient ruin.

The pattern and shape detected by the spiritual field... If Thomas is not mistaken, it is probably a temple!

Rhodes was a prosperous island, inhabited for countless years. Thomas, at least, remembered it clearly. In the early Christian era, Rhodes was embroiled in the Wars of the Diadochi. The conflict lasted for many years, and the weapons captured were later used to forge the statue of the sun god, considered one of the ancient wonders of the world.

So we can see that this is a place with a strong religious atmosphere.

So, it seems normal that there are ruins of an ancient temple underground?

But why is it underground? And it's not covered by dirt, but rock! Not only that, there's no passage!

"Master," Thomas asked this time. "What do you think of this matter?"

"Space magic." Radagast said with certainty.

Chapter 143 Discovery 2

"Someone once cast a high-level spatial spell here, probably a 'plane creation' type spell. I think it must have transported a temple, a library, or a warehouse to a lesser plane," Radagast said. "The only explanation for such a spell is to protect or hide something important! If it's a magical node, it's not impossible."

"However, even high-level spells like these will eventually lose their effectiveness. Aside from the mountains, rivers, and oceans, nothing in this world lasts forever. And this magical node... well, that's why I feel the need to report it to you immediately."

Thomas thought of the idiom "沧海桑田".

In fact, mountains, rivers and seas are not eternal.

But this was just an impulse to complain, and Thomas said nothing in the end.

He is also a spellcaster. Although he is not an in-depth researcher of magic, he still knows some common sense.

"Temple? There's treasure inside?" Before anyone else could speak, Louis beside Thomas' eyes lit up.

Whether in folk tales or dramas and novels, the lucky person finds the heritage of ancient civilization/the treasure of ancient organization, thereby making a fortune and reaching the pinnacle of life and becoming a legendary figure. This is simply a classic plot routine that will never fade away. After all, getting something for nothing is a temptation that no one can refuse.

Human civilization is generally rising in a spiral. The technology of the new era is stronger than that of the old era, but the resources are universal across ancient and modern times.

Gold and silver from ten thousand years ago can still be used today, and even ancient spells and technologies may sprout and rise again. The only thing that truly becomes outdated is ideas.

"But I don't know if it's treasure," Radagast said. "It's not time yet. You'd better wait a while."

Wait for a while?

Thomas was even more confused.

"Noon, when the sun is at its highest point," Radagast explained. "Based on my observations, the strength of magic fluctuates."

“Is there any danger?” Thomas asked.

"I don't know, but your followers had better stay away."

Thomas was a little surprised, but he let Louis go. Now, only he and Radagast were left in the stone hall.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Ah, young god?" A voice sounded in Thomas' mind without warning.

Fortunately, Radagast had warned Thomas in advance, so he was mentally prepared, otherwise he would have been scared.

He looked around and it was still the Stone Hall.

Radagast stood a little further away, leaning on a cane, his expression grave, but he evidently had not heard anything.

This feeling... I've had it before!

It was the voice he heard in the basement of the Vatican!