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Until nightfall, Quaiesse lay in the room Nfirea had prepared, his heart still racing, unable to calm down for a long time.
Helant's value was simply too great. Setting aside his combat power, the mere fact that he could easily create God's Blood potions was enough for the Slane Theocracy to treat him with the highest reverence.
Quaiesse's fingertips tapped repeatedly against the wooden table, making a soft tapping sound.
"How can I get him to join the Theocracy?"
As he pondered this, a strange fluctuation of mana caught his attention.
A sorrowful sigh echoed in his mind. "Quaiesse, [Downfall of Castle and Country] was stolen from your hands."
He was extremely familiar with this voice. It belonged to Zinedine, the High Priest of the Water Illumination Codex.
He hurriedly replied with respect, "Downfall of Castle and Country was snatched away by a Demon God Level vampire. Everyone involved in this operation, except for me, has died in battle."
Quaiesse nervously clenched his trousers. As a member of the Black Scripture, he knew very well that Thousand Leagues Astrologer could definitely monitor everything that had happened at the time.
"You did not let Kalli use Downfall of Castle and Country?" Zinedine was extremely puzzled. With Quaiesse's judgment, he should have decisively used the charm of Downfall of Castle and Country to control the vampire.
Quaiesse frowned slightly. Had Thousand Leagues Astrologer not observed that part?
"My Lord, that Demon God Level vampire was able to resist the control of Downfall of Castle and Country," he explained.
"Resist the control of Downfall of Castle and Country!" Zinedine was shocked, his voice rising.
One had to know that Downfall of Castle and Country was a world-class item left behind by the Six Great Gods. Aside from the Six Great Gods themselves and powerhouses at the True Dragon King level, immunity was basically impossible.
Could it be a Player?
Thousand Leagues Astrologer had only just begun observing when her vision was blocked by a barrier. Zinedine had not seen the full picture and did not dare to make a rash judgment.
He took a deep breath and tried to steady his mind. "Alright. I was somewhat mentally prepared for this."
Back when they had voted on the decision to charm the Catastrophe Dragon Lord, he had been the one to cast a dissenting vote.
However, those other old fellows might not be willing to take responsibility. In that case, the unlucky one would be Quaiesse, the executor.
"Are you with Helant?"
When Thousand Leagues Astrologer regained her line of sight, she only saw what happened after Helant forced that vampire back.
"Yes, I am trying to build a good relationship with him."
"Then tell me your thoughts."
"I believe Helant is a powerful individual whose core philosophy is 'human supremacy.'" Quaiesse emphasized the words "human supremacy" heavily.
Zinedine's eyes lit up. The Slane Theocracy's guiding principle had always been "human supremacy." By saying that Helant followed this philosophy, Quaiesse was indirectly stating that this person was absolutely reliable and could be recruited into the Theocracy.
Quaiesse paused, took out the potion Helant had given him during the day, and said excitedly, "Not only that, I believe Helant's strategic value is definitely greater than his combat power."
"He is a pharmacist who can refine God's Blood."
!!!
Refine God's Blood?
Zinedine's tone became urgent. "Do you realize what you are saying?"
God's Blood was universally acknowledged as a potion that could not be replicated. The countless genius apothecaries of the Theocracy could at best produce something with a similar purple hue, yet its effects were not even half of God's Blood.
Now Quaiesse was telling him that someone could refine God's Blood?
Who was he, one of the Six Great Gods?
"Lord Zinedine, I have a potion he refined right here." Quaiesse placed the potion on the table. He knew that with Thousand Leagues Astrologer's ability, she would definitely be able to see this bottle of potion.
Sure enough, a fluctuation of mana appeared again, clearly locking onto the potion in front of Quaiesse.
...
Slane Theocracy, Water Illumination Codex headquarters.
Thousand Leagues Astrologer held the crystal ball and respectfully presented it to Zinedine.
Looking at the blood-red potion inside the crystal ball, Zinedine immediately straightened and said urgently, "Test it."
Within the image in the crystal ball.
Screech.
Quaiesse drew his sword without hesitation and cut off his left thumb. Blood immediately flowed out, but the searing pain did not interrupt his movements.
He tossed the sword aside with his right hand, picked up the potion, opened the bottle, and took two precious sips.
Immediately afterward, the bleeding from Quaiesse's severed left thumb stopped. Granulation tissue rapidly formed at the wound, followed by the regeneration of bone.
In less than a few seconds, his left thumb had been restored to its original state.
Zinedine held the crystal ball, carefully examining Quaiesse's left thumb in the image. After confirming that it had fully recovered, he looked at the potion in his hand with burning fervor. "Regenerating severed limbs. This is indeed something only God's Blood can achieve."
It was not that other methods could not do it, but to regenerate a limb with a potion alone, only the God's Blood left behind by the Six Great Gods could truly accomplish such a feat.
Then this Helant, just as Quaiesse had said, possessed extremely high strategic value.
If Helant came to the Theocracy and mass-produced such potions, the survival rate of humanity's top combatants would definitely rise steadily.
Within a hundred years, humans would surely be qualified to challenge all non-human races except the Dragon race.
However, he quickly calmed himself.
As the head of the Water Illumination Codex in charge of intelligence, he had to remain clear-headed at all times.
According to existing intelligence, Helant was a powerhouse who had mastered Tier 7 magic. Although all his actions suggested he was someone who followed the philosophy of "human supremacy,"
it was precisely this "human supremacy" whose source lay with the Holy Domain God Lord.
With the existence of the Holy Domain God Lord, Helant might not necessarily join the Slane Theocracy.
Zinedine suddenly remembered that the Sorcerer King who had wiped out the Sunlit Scripture had seemed wary of the Holy Domain God Lord, to the extent that he did not deliver a killing blow to Helant.
Then who exactly was this Holy Domain God Lord?
With a powerhouse like Helant as His subordinate, why was His name so unknown?
"Could it be... a Player?"
He continued, "Did Helant mention the Holy Domain God Lord?"
"He mentioned it, but did not explain clearly," Quaiesse said after thinking it over. "According to him, the Holy Domain God Lord does not seem to be in this world, or perhaps cannot appear at this time."
Zinedine rubbed his aching temples and said, "Continue to build a good relationship with Helant. It would be best to probe indirectly and find out what kind of person the Holy Domain God Lord is."
Then he paused and added, "By the way, the loss of a world-class item means your responsibility is immense, no matter what."
Quaiesse nodded heavily. This was what he cared about most.
It concerned whether he still had a future.
Zinedine looked at the nervous Quaiesse in the crystal ball and said, "Your sister, Clementine, is in E-Rantel. If you can retrieve the Crown of Wisdom she stole, I will be confident in persuading those other old fellows to protect you."
Clementine?! The Crown of Wisdom!!
Quaiesse's eyes lit up instantly. If he could retrieve The Crown of Wisdom, even if he could not bring Helant back to the Theocracy, he could still clear part of his guilt.
"Heh, my dear sister, just wait for me."
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