Chapter 249 shattered

Chen Luo was just guessing, but now he can be completely sure that the old man who played chess with him for half a year and won his half-year copper coins is Heliye.

How come McClane is also a great magician, and his spiritual power is extremely powerful. Even if he is the peak of the great wizard, it is impossible to directly make him faint with a spiritual thorn.

Unless the person who releases the spiritual thorn, the spiritual power can crush him on the level.

Only a holy wizard can do this.

Two new saint wizards are in the dark forest, only the mysterious saint Heliye is missing.

When McClane and Bolton appeared just now, everyone was trembling, only he was sitting leisurely under the tree, even thinking about sleeping.

More importantly, just before McClane fainted, Chen Luo felt a subtle mental fluctuation in this direction.

The old wizard looked at Chen Luo angrily and asked loudly, “Where’s the stuff?”

Chen Luo said in surprise: “What?”

“Stop pretending to be stupid!” The old wizard no longer had the usual idleness and indifference. He slapped the chessboard with a slap and said, “Where is my manuscript?”

Although the handbook is useless to the current Chen Luo, its significance is very important, and he always takes it with him.

Chen Luo returned to the lord’s mansion and took the handbook from the bottom of a box. Heliye snatched it away and couldn’t wait to open it.

He sat there, calmly looking at the diary he wrote more than 60 years ago.

From this point of view, it is the time of two divine graces.

I don’t know how long it took before he closed the notebook and put it in his arms.

“Senior Heliye, why didn’t you stay with Priest Diana in the end?” Chen Luo has been curious about this matter for a long time, and now he can finally ask it in front of Heliye.

Heliye sat on the chessboard, his eyes gradually became cloudy, he waved his hand, and said, “I’m old, I’m about to die, I can’t remember the past…”

Heliye’s words are of course perfunctory, the life of a saint-level powerhouse is beyond imagination, and in another 100 years, he may not necessarily die.

Diana’s affairs were just gossip. What he really wanted to know was something else. Chen Luo couldn’t wait to ask, “I have another question.”

Herrier widened his eyes and said angrily, “What’s your business with Diana?”

“It’s not this…” Chen Luo looked at Heliye and asked with a burning gaze: “Do the saint-level powerhouses really master the power of space?”

Heliye was obviously in a bad mood, he didn’t speak, took one step and disappeared directly in front of Chen Luo’s eyes, leaving only a voice floating in the air.

“Don’t forget the ten copper coins you owe me, take it with you next time, and I won’t play chess with you in the future!”

After finally encountering a real saint-level powerhouse, the doubts in Chen Luo’s heart have not been answered, and of course he will not stop there.

But he didn’t chase after him. Heliye obviously didn’t want to communicate with him now. Chen Luo didn’t want to disgust a saint-level powerhouse.

He came home and saw Catherine at home too.

Isabella’s mother, Anna, is also a doctor. As a former chief physician of the royal family, Anna often comes to her home to exchange medical skills with her.

Catherine sat alone in the yard, Chen Luo walked over and said, “Sister Catherine, I have a few questions to ask you.”

Catherine looked back at him and smiled, “What’s the matter?”

Chen Luo asked, “When did Saint Heliye disappear?”

Unlike magicians, there are countless holy magisters who have disappeared in history, but very few holy wizards have disappeared inexplicably.

Catherine thought for a while and said, “Shortly after the teacher’s death, the saint left the tribe and never came back.”

Is there any reason why the strongest of a wizard can hide in a small tribe of ordinary wizards, pretend to be an ordinary old wizard, and cheat money by playing chess for a living…

In the past, Chen Luo thought that Heliye was highly skilled at chess, but now that he thinks about it, he always finds his chess pieces passive inexplicably. With Heliye’s strength, if he wants to do some tricks on the chessboard, even Chen Luo can’t find it. Not to mention those old wizards with bad eyes…

Could it be that he was hurt by love? After the death of his sweetheart, he saw through the world and felt that everything was boring.

Catherine looked at Chen Luo and wondered, “What are you asking about the saint?”

“Curious.” Chen Luo smiled and said, “If the saint is here, we can negotiate directly with the temple…”

After lunch, Chen Luo took ten copper coins and returned to the place where the two often played chess.

Heliye is still sitting there alone, because he wins more and loses less, and no one here wants to play chess with him except Chen Luo.

Chen Luo put the copper coins on the chessboard and said, “I want to build a city here, a city where wizards and magicians live in peace, without the killing of war.”

Heliye picked up the copper coins, wiped them on his cuffs one by one, and said, “It’s a good idea.”

“But negotiating with the temple requires sufficient strength.” Chen Luo said: “Without the shock and deterrence of the holy-rank powerhouse, let alone the new city, even the wizards here cannot protect it.”

Heliye put away the copper coins and said, “This place is not bad. I plan to stay here until I die.”

With his words, Chen Luo has no worries.

It seems that although Heliye behaves strangely, he still cares about the wizard. If he leaves here, Chen Luo can only talk to the temple as a sage, which is still a little less confident.

Heliye looked at him and asked, “You are a magician and can use witchcraft. Are you the messenger of the goddess?”

The word goddess was uttered by Heliye, and it had a different meaning from anyone who said it.

Chen Luo looked at him and asked, “Goddess, does it really exist?”

“Without her, there would be no wizards.” Heliye answered Chen Luo’s words from the side, and then asked, “Aren’t you the messenger of the goddess?”

The goddess of darkness is the belief of wizards. As a holy wizard, Chen Luo did not hear any respect for the goddess from Heliye’s mouth.

Chen Luo asked back, “Should I know?”

Heliye glanced at him and asked, “I’m not her, how do I know?”

Chen Luo didn’t bother about the messenger, and continued to ask, “What kind of existence is God?”

“The maker of the rules.” Heliye was a little impatient. After glancing at Chen Luo, he said, “Because you have done so much for the wizard, I can allow you to ask me one last question.”

Chen Luo took a deep breath~www.readmtl.com~ lips trembled, and he opened his mouth several times before finally asking the question.

“Can the Holy Magister, or the Holy Wizard, leave the Continent of Divine Grace and go to the new world?” When he asked this sentence, his voice even trembled.

This is his dream, his hope, and the belief that he has been practicing hard all along.

For this unproven speculation, he gritted his teeth and persisted until now.

Heliye looked at him and asked, “You seem to care about the answer to this question.”

“Yes.” Chen Luo nodded and said, “This is very important to me, very important.”

He looked at Heliye and asked again: “Can the Holy Magister or the Holy Wizard leave the Continent of Divine Grace and go to another world?”

Heliye shook his head and said ruthlessly, “No.”

The voice fell, and he keenly discovered that something seemed to dim in the eyes of the young man opposite.