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A moment later, the layered, rich colors around them receded, and they arrived at a prayer hall, predominantly brass-colored and filled with tables and chairs.
On both sides of the hall, there was a neat row of bookshelves, and at the deepest part of the hall, in front of Leyton and Amon, there was a holy emblem composed of an open book and an Omniscient Eye—the Holy Emblem of knowledge and Wisdom!
Leyton instantly reacted, ignoring the gazes cast his way, and turned his head to look at Amon, bowing slightly to him with a gentle and somewhat playful tone:
"Welcome to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom! Mr. Amon~"
"Heh, we just stole the Cathedral of Waves together, and now you're bringing me to steal the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom?"
Amon said with an unchanging tone.
His right hand, placed behind his back, glowed with a faint white light, and he squeezed it forcefully.
Whoosh~ An illusory shattering sound echoed through the prayer hall, and wisps of black mist instantly permeated the air, causing all kinds of dark, negative emotions and desires to rapidly surge within people.
The surface of the Holy Emblem of Knowledge and Wisdom was brushed by a faint yellow light, and immediately, the sound of rustling pages turning filled the surroundings.
Illusory books suddenly appeared in mid-air, each with a brass-colored eye, as if capable of Knowing into all things.
Tiny specks of brass-colored light rapidly moved, outlining mysterious symbols and eyes one after another.
During this process, the wisps of black mist permeating the surrounding hall were rapidly dissolved, and a power carrying Purification and soothing effects spread throughout the hall.
Where the brass-colored light moved, a small, thumb-sized worm with twelve transparent segments was occasionally forced out of the void.
Leyton's gaze fell on Amon beside him; his clone was rapidly dissolving.
Before being completely dissolved, he reached out and pinched the monocle over his right eye, then took it off and threw it away.
The monocle transformed into a stream of white light, breaking through the blockade with an unstoppable momentum and flying into the distance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Streaks of silver-white lightning, imbued with a tangible, tyrannical, destructive aura, suddenly appeared in the prayer hall.
Just as Leyton raised his hand, these lightning bolts suddenly froze, as if a pause button had been pressed directly. Specks of brass-colored light were tinged with silver-white, directly disintegrating these lightning bolts from within.
Collapsing along with these silver-white lightning bolts was Amon's body beside him.
"Phew~ Well done!"
Leyton sighed lightly, casually tossing the milky-white Die of Probability he had been holding in his palm.
The Die of Probability tumbled in mid-air before falling back into his hand, showing four pips facing up!
Putting the Die of Probability back into his coat pocket, he then turned to the devoutly praying priest beside him and chuckled:
"Sorry for the trouble. Do you need my help to clear their memories?"
"No need." The priest gently shook his head, refusing Leyton's kind offer.
As soon as he finished speaking, the priest's eyes were suddenly enveloped in a faint blue glow, which quickly turned dark gold.
An imperceptible spiritual wave emanated outwards from the priest, sweeping over every believer with a calming power.
As the priest walked forward, he said in a gentle and calm voice:
"You will subconsciously ignore what you just witnessed, and after you go back and sleep, you will completely forget what happened."
A Sequence 6 level hypnosis, is this priest a Polymath who has mastered a lot of knowledge of psychology, or a Mysticism Magister?
As thoughts flickered, an imperceptible glow shimmered in Leyton's eyes. He sealed his spirituality, isolating himself from the priest's hypnosis and influence.
Leyton sat before the Holy Emblem of knowledge and Wisdom, praying earnestly to the God of Knowledge.
A moment later, the priest, who had calmed the believers and sent them out of the church, sat down next to Leyton. His tone was devoid of emotional fluctuation, yet exceptionally calm as he said:
"You don't have to worry about this. I had already received a premonition from the Lord before, knowing that you and Amon would appear in this church."
Premonition, can the God of Knowledge also predict this in advance? Or did he just randomly choose a church, and under the impetus of the Die of Probability, I would naturally walk into this best choice? It's most likely the latter.
While deep in thought, Leyton turned his head to carefully observe the priest beside him, and at the same time asked:
"How should I address you? And where is this place?"
He wasn't too old, probably in his thirties or early forties. Although he had restrained his spirituality, judging from his performance when using his Beyonder abilities just now, he was most likely a Polymath. His skin was yellowish and rough, not like a scholar who often sat indoors reading. He should have been an adventurer or something similar before.
"This is Toscat Island."
"The Church only recently started proselytizing here a few years ago. I am the bishop here, and I also serve as a priest and pastor. You can call me Bishop Laros, or Father."
So, I came here from the beginning? An accident? Or a coincidence? I should have just come directly if I had known. Heh, if I had known earlier, it wouldn't have achieved the current effect.
As thoughts flooded his mind, Leyton nodded gently, then introduced himself:
"Hello, Bishop Laros, my name is Al Tines."
"I know you. The Tyrant's Church's bounty on you has spread throughout the Five Seas, and perhaps soon it will spread throughout the nations—the one who dared to steal the Cathedral of Waves with Amon!"
"They always claimed you were a member of the Church, and I didn't really believe it at first."
Laos responded with a light laugh, his gaze filled with undisguised admiration and praise.
Leyton shrugged helplessly:
"If I don't find something fun for Amon to do, I'm afraid he'll just treat me like a toy."
Laos offered a polite smile and offered no comment, instead saying:
"You can read a book here, or rest for a while. This is the Temple of knowledge; the Lord will protect every one of his believers."
Leyton nodded gently, then rose from his seat and walked towards the clergy lounge behind the prayer hall.
Although it was a lounge, the layout here was more like a study, with many books on the surrounding bookshelves and two opposing long study tables.
Leyton casually picked up a copy of "Southern Continent Chronicles" from a bookshelf by the window, dragged over a chair, and quietly enjoyed the afternoon sun.
His fingers tapped lightly on the book cover, making a soft thudding sound. His spirituality became active, scrutinizing himself again and again.
The wheel of fortune card is gone. Was it stolen by Amon when I wasn't paying attention? It couldn't have been during the Divine Punishment; although I was cursed with ill fortune by the Die of Probability then, Amon wouldn't have had time to bother with me. As he pondered, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the milky-white Die of Probability.
Resisting the urge to roll it, a deep blue, almost violet, glow flashed in Leyton's eyes, then became extremely profound, resembling the sea before a storm, losing focus, a vast expanse.
As he peered into fate, a somewhat blurry image soon appeared in his mind:
In a vast expanse of white, his body instantly dissolved, and the wheel of fortune card also began to thin and become brittle, falling to the ground, landing on the gradually disintegrating Die of Probability. They both transformed into a silvery-white liquid.
The scene abruptly ended there. Leyton's eyes became clear again, and his gaze towards the Die of Probability in his hand became subtle. Coincidence? I'm more inclined to believe that in the mystical world, all coincidences are a kind of inevitability!
He used his Eyes of Mystery Prying to observe the Die of Probability for a moment, and quickly understood its positive and negative effects. The positive effects remained unchanged, but a new negative effect was added: it would constantly attract its holder, and even those nearby, to roll it, and this effect would strengthen with the duration of possession.
"Does it need to be sealed?" He stared at the Die of Probability in his hand, speaking to himself.
No sooner had he spoken than his left thumb suddenly cramped, and the Die of Probability in his hand fell directly to the ground.
Ding! Ding~
After rolling a short distance on the ground, the Die of Probability gradually stopped, finally landing with five pips facing up!
"Just five pips to buy me off? Aren't you a bit too cheap?"
Leyton muttered softly.
The Die of Probability on the ground seemed to understand, as it wiggled twice more, showing four pips facing up!
Damn it! This Die of Probability isn't just smarter, it also has a worse temper.
Muttering to himself, Leyton bent down and picked up the Die of Probability. The Die of Probability was taken by me. I wonder if a certain unborn baby will go to Klein and cry about it. Am I bullying a child?
As he mused, he took a small square tin box from his pocket, found some paper in the lounge to fill it, ensuring that the Die of Probability wouldn't spontaneously roll inside the tin box due to movement. Only then did he confidently tuck the tin box into his pocket.
After dealing with the Die of Probability, he then flipped through the book in his hand while reviewing the day's events.
Although he unluckily encountered Amon, at least he escaped. The unluckiest was still the Church of the Lord of Storms; even the Cathedral of Waves was stolen.
I should try my best not to show up at sea during this time. The Church of the Lord of Storms members are probably angry old pigeons now.
And Amon, his clone definitely has the Sequence 3 level. There should also be many low-Sequence avatars hidden around. I don't know how he dodged the Lord of Storms's Divine Punishment. The moment the Divine Punishment descended, I was annihilated, and I have no corresponding memory.
There is no irreconcilable conflict between me and him. He is more interested in me, which is why he agreed when I suggested stealing the Cathedral of Waves. This aligns with his interests. Heh, next time I can invite him to bomb the Eternal Blazing Sun's church, and I'll take the Knowledge Emperor characteristic while he's distracted.
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