Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2728 1498: Shock and Astonishment (Part 2)
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Gazing upward, the enormous structure built entirely from colossal stone blocks and pillars stands as an awe-inspiring and splendid colossal fortress, its highest spire probably surpassing a hundred meters in height.
The facade of the pristine white edifice is further adorned with immense golden motifs, evoking a feeling of splendor while radiating sanctity and inspiring reverence.
"Heavens, it's far larger than the central chamber of the Temple of Light, something truly never seen before."
Leo Ray stared at the immaculate white colossal stone columns encircling the temple, each rising like a titan, and his mind overflowed with wonder.
Because of the profound subterranean expedition, Elder Bing stayed behind this time. Had he joined, the former Chosen Son of God would surely have experienced a wave of reminiscence and connection, since structures of this magnitude were commonplace in the Silver Moon Era.
Surrounding Leo Ray, his other powerful companions were likewise brimming with shock, for evidently, such immense and imposing temples had vanished long ago from their world, where the gods had departed ages past!
While immersed in admiration, a flicker of uncertainty crossed Leo Ray's expression once more.
This colossal temple looms higher than surrounding structures; how come their group hadn't spotted it from afar?
"Lord Brave, the Great Temple utilizes space folding in its vicinity, rendering it invisible from distant views."
Old Book appeared to catch Leo Ray's puzzlement and clarified: "This measure also safeguards the Great Temple, given how formidable our foes truly are."
"I understand."
After this explanation, Leo Ray turned to Moli, who responded with an affirming nod, confirming the presence of space folding in this location.
"City Lord, might we enter the temple for a closer inspection?"
Collecting his mind, Leo Ray questioned Old Book.
Following his words, a spark of intrigue surfaced on Leo Ray's countenance.
Should the entity venerated here truly be the Prompting Voice, he genuinely yearned to witness its appearance firsthand.
"Absolutely, that's precisely my plan moving forward."
Old Book inclined his head, signaling the silver-armored sentinels at the portal to unseal the temple's entrance.
As the massive stone portals groaned open with resounding friction, a cadre of robust figures clad in spotless white magical garments promptly greeted them upon entry.
Per Old Book's account, these individuals served as the temple's priests, and Old Book held dual roles as both city lord and High Priest of the sanctuary.
Stepping into the lavish temple interior, no words could fully capture the sanctity and magnificence enveloping the space. Guided by Old Book, the group traversed a chamber brimming with floral arrangements and cascading fountains, shortly reaching the prayer chamber.
The prayer chamber sprawled immensely, clearly benefiting from space folding, its inner expanse dwarfing the outer facade and resembling a modest settlement.
Surveying the area, rows upon rows of pews and tiered steps gleamed with golden opulence, extending endlessly into the distance.
Within the prayer chamber, multitudes of residents numbering in the thousands continued their devotions, forming a truly breathtaking vista.
As Old Book described, the temple featured more than a hundred access points and countless minor teleportation arrays scattered across it, sufficient to host the entire city's inhabitants.
Listening to Old Book's overview, the wonder etched on everyone's faces intensified, including the seasoned Moli's. Committing such vast resources and labor to build and sustain this site was beyond comprehension, even for the Forest Elf tribe!
To put it more bluntly, in the current era where gods had vanished long ago, no premier powers atop the Ten Thousand Clans would undertake anything like this!
Sensing the astonishment rippling through his group, Leo Ray narrowed his eyes faintly, ultimately fixing his attention on the enormous statue positioned at the prayer chamber's far end.
"Is this most probably the likeness of the Prompting Voice?"
Leo Ray examined it closely, observing additional particulars.
The statue bore an olive crown, swathed in flowing garments, erect and sturdy, with the fabric's creases, along with the defined muscle lines and visible arm hairs, rendered in stunning detail—the craftsmanship was masterful.
Furthermore, despite lacking arms for weapons or a staff, the figure clutched an unfurled hefty tome, exuding an aura of purity and intellect.
The sole baffling aspect for Leo Ray was the statue's facial area, completely smooth and featureless, creating a stark oddity.
"Does this represent the actual form of the Prompting Voice? There's no face whatsoever."
Leo Ray creased his forehead lightly, clearly caught off guard.
Spotting this anomaly, not just Leo Ray but his other mighty comrades mirrored the reaction, displaying evident confusion.
"There's no cause for alarm; during Divine Revelation receptions, we sometimes catch sight of the Deity's holy silhouette, exactly like this."
Old Book responded calmly, elaborating: "It may stem from our faith not being profound enough to behold the Deity's genuine visage."
With those words, the Divine Grace Badge adorning Old Book's chest glowed radiantly, and alongside the priests, he prostrated deeply before the statue, their expressions grave and pious.
Meanwhile, Leo Ray's entourage remained unmoved, appearing somewhat discordant in the prayer chamber, since divine safeguards had long forsaken their realm.
When Old Book straightened up, Leo Ray gave a subtle nod, pressing: "City Lord, now it's the moment to reveal details on those adversaries."
"Kindly come with me."
Old Book dipped his head solemnly, escorting the assembly from the prayer chamber and into a spacious VIP chamber inside the temple.
"To speak candidly, Lord Brave, our adversaries are 'Corrosion'!"
Old Book stated directly, his tone grave.
"So it is 'Corrosion' after all?"
Leo Ray showed no shock, whereas Moli, Grey Elder, and certain comrades had clearly foreseen it, their brows knitting successively.
In truth, probing for signs of 'Corrosion' had been one goal of their venture into the ancient ruins. Yet none had foreseen clashing with 'Corrosion' in this foreign territory.
"City Lord, don't you hold the [Stone of God]?"
Leo Ray mulled briefly, then queried further.
Common knowledge held that the [Stone of God] stood as the sole defense against 'Corrosion', prompting Leo Ray's question.
"Indeed, we do, though it's deteriorated to this condition long ago."
Old Book exhaled softly, sweeping his hand over the table to unveil several shattered and worn gem pieces.
"What is this...?"
Eyeing the lusterless and fractured gem shards, Leo Ray paused momentarily.
Even as mere remnants, they were unmistakably portions of the [Stone of God]!
In the same vein, Sheila and the other Stone Spirits recognized them too, their eyes bulging, for they detected a faint familial essence emanating from the fragments!
"Wait a second, I'm puzzled—isn't the [Stone of God] meant to merely slumber without sustaining harm?"
Moli also spotted this, exclaiming in wide-eyed astonishment.
"That was our initial belief."
Old Book's eyes shadowed, as he commenced his tale.
Via the elder city lord's recountings, the group at last grasped that the conflict between the Ten Thousand Clans and 'Corrosion' had raged ceaselessly on this soil since the Blank Era.
Early on, humanity dominated via the [Stone of God]'s might, yet numerous [Stone of God]s entered dormancy post-victory over 'Corrosion', only to awaken and resume fighting thereafter.
In this recurring pattern, astonishment struck one day as dormancy grew frequent, causing many [Stone of God]s to develop fissures until, following a subsequent loss to 'Corrosion', they fully disintegrated, ending up as the broken remnants visible now.
"Then, on the day the final [Stone of God] broke apart, we forfeited every counter to 'Corrosion'."
As Old Book reached this juncture, Leo Ray and his allies stood completely stunned, exchanging glances of profound concern.