He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 80 80. My Dragon Slaying Conference shouldn’t be like this!
"A few days ago, His Holiness the Pope recognized our piety and personally communicated with the Great Dawn to request this holy relic."

"The holy object can draw in the great divine light of the dawn."

"As long as the good are enveloped by the divine light, they will be protected by the dawn and their strength will be enhanced without any side effects."

Matthew's explanation made Fishley and others accept it a lot.

Just because magic can't do it doesn't mean miracles can't do it.

If it was the Dawn who had created countless miracles and His Holiness the Pope...

That’s no problem!

"If it were used in legionary combat..."

Kalifa murmured subconsciously, looking at the beam of light above her head with envy.

Old Matthew nodded and smiled.

"Yes, child..."

"When the Dawn Church's army went to war, the Paladins of the Dawn Church would also carry this holy relic with them."

Khalifa was silent.

If you think about it carefully, the Dawn Cult's already formidable heavy cavalry, with the added reinforcement of the holy artifact...

It is truly sad to be the enemy of the Dawn Cult.

Matthew took Fishley and others to the guesthouse next to the church. After all, Fishley and others were not believers and were not suitable to enter the church.

After sitting down, Fishley couldn't wait to explain the purpose of the trip.

Regarding the zombie plague in Treetop City...

After a long time, old Matthew nodded with a smile.

"The elves have come thousands of miles to solve the zombie plague. Their kindness truly deserves respect."

"I can tell you clearly that all zombies, except those who originally committed crimes, have been restored to their original state."

"The zombie plague has been resolved by His Holiness the Pope. I was right beside His Holiness that day and saw everything. I saw how those believers recovered from the zombies."

Really recovered!
Although the Winged Clan said that this was also the result of Lanluo's investigation, Fishley still couldn't help being shocked after getting the confirmation.

"That's what happens when someone is injured by a demonic undead creature and then degenerates into a demon... How can this phenomenon, which is essentially equivalent to death, be reversed?"

"I don't know the specific circumstances. I only know that it was the Dawn of Mercy and the divine power of His Holiness the Pope."

Matthew shook his head and said:
"But I can help you call a citizen who turned into a zombie before. You can just ask him yourself."

After that, Matthew went out for a while and came back with a young man.

"It's you?"

Fishley widened her eyes in surprise.

The young man was a little curious.

"Has this lord seen me?"

"I've seen you before! But at that time, you were imprisoned in the Treetop City Prison, and you were still in zombie form..."

Fishley pursed her lips and asked:

"Can I use the Exploration Technique to take a look?"

"Please do as you please, sir."

Fishley stood up, and a green light disc appeared in her palm, enveloping the young man.

After a long while, Fishley stood back and exclaimed:

"There are no aftereffects, you're completely healed! And you're full of vitality. If I hadn't seen you before, I wouldn't have believed you'd ever turned into a demonic undead creature!"

The young man touched his head naively and said with a smile:
"Thanks to the Great Dawn and His Holiness the Pope..."

"But how did you get here?"

Fishley was a little confused. Matthew coughed dryly and explained it to Fishley in a low voice.

That's it!

Fishley shook her head. The evil of the human nobles was even more terrifying than she had imagined.

Fortunately, not all humans are like this. At least the Dawn Cult looks completely different.

Next, Fishley consulted the young man about some details at her own pace.

Including how he felt when he was infected and whether he had any memory of the infection period.

After the infection is resolved, do you feel any discomfort?

But after some questioning, Fishley didn't get any useful information.

Especially when asked if he remembered how he recovered.

Every time this sentence is mentioned, the young people shout enthusiastically, "Thanks to the Great Dawn and His Holiness the Pope, otherwise I would have died long ago!"

"Dawn saved me. I will never be able to repay this kindness!"

"I am willing to dedicate everything to the great Dawn Cult!"

If Fishley hadn't been able to directly detect the true feelings of young people, she would have thought that this was some kind of cliché specially designed to teach them.

In the end, Fishley, who didn't get any useful information, had no choice but to let the young man leave.

Of course, this does not mean that there is no useful information.

At least now all the clues and mysteries point in the same direction.

His Majesty the mysterious Pope of the Dawn Cult.

Maybe as long as I see him, everything will have an answer.

In addition, if there is anyone in the world today who can save the Ancient Tree of Life, perhaps it is only the mysterious Pope and Dawn.

After pondering for a long time, Fishley couldn't help but ask to see Ian.

But this time, Matthew refused.

"why?"

Fishley looked at Matthew anxiously.

"Father Matthew, we have no ill intentions. If you are worried, you can restrain us. I just want to see His Holiness the Pope!"

"There are some extremely important matters that I must tell His Holiness the Pope in person!" Matthew shook his head.

"No, you misunderstood. I'm not worried about whether you will pose a threat to His Holiness the Pope."

"It's just that... His Holiness the Pope is the supreme father of our Dawn Divine Religion and the incarnation of the merciful Lord on earth."

"Even for me, I can't see His Holiness the Pope just because I want to."

"What's more, His Holiness the Pope has been very busy with work and has been secluded in his residence recently, listening to oracles. I don't know how long His Holiness the Pope will remain in seclusion."

Fishley was silent. Matthew thought for a moment and said softly:

"How about this? If you're not in a hurry, you can stay at the starting point. When His Holiness the Pope comes out, he will definitely call a meeting with us clergy. I will then tell His Holiness the Pope."

"Besides, if you stay here for a while, you may be able to find the answers you want without even meeting His Holiness the Pope."

Fishley, Khalifa and the others looked at each other, and after a while, Fishley gave a wry smile.

"That's all I can do for now. Thank you, Father Matthew."

……

Ian had no idea how many temporary residents had arrived at his starting point, and he was not even on the Rodri continent now.

After resolving the Treetop City War and settling the situation in Treetop City, Ian summoned Layal and the others to enter the MC world.

And this time, it was naturally for the achievement of nominally clearing MC.

"Lecia, how's the progress over there?"

Standing on an obsidian pillar, Ian glanced at the Ender Dragon in the sky and asked loudly.

Below, Leshia ran briskly to a distance, opened the box and put something in it, then turned back and shouted.

"Master Ian, we've already saved two and a half large boxes!"

Ian nodded slightly.

"Keep seducing Markov. Hold on a little longer. Once you have three boxes, you can kill me!"

"Yes! Master Ian!"

Markov's face fell, he took a deep breath, and once again used the taunting method that Ian taught him.

"Come here!"

"Wait! Don't come over so fast! Godfather, save me!"

"This is not the Dragon Slaying Conference I imagined at all!!!"

The Ender Dragon swooped down and sprayed a breath of dragon's breath at Markov's butt.

"Great! We've got some new stock!"

Freni excitedly took out a few empty glass bottles and ran towards the dragon's breath.

Arriving at the End...

To be exact, the battle with the Ender Dragon lasted for two and a half hours.

On the way here, Ian taught them all the ways to quickly slay a dragon, even the method of exploding the bed.

Layal and his companions had thought that this would be an exhilarating dragon-slaying contest, but once the battle started, they were all at a loss.

I have all the skills to slay dragons, but Ian won't let me draw my sword!
Markov and the others held their swords and did nothing but run around, attracting the Ender Dragon's attacks, while Leshia and the others went to collect the dragon's breath.

For two and a half hours, Markov and the others were spitted at by the dragon.

"Hardship for the subordinates, enrichment for the treasury. Comrades, thank you for your hard work!"

Ian, who was standing at the highest point enjoying the breeze, shouted with a sigh on his face.

"It's not hard! Serving Master Ian!"

Markov, who was spat on by the Ender Dragon, was running away in a panic, but he did not forget to say something to Ian.

Ian nodded with a touched look on his face.

"How about we save up another box of dragon's breath?"

"No!!!"

Seeing this, Ian could only smack his lips and keep silent.

Dragon's Breath is an essential medicine for making lingering potions, so it should be collected.

However, the demand is not particularly high, three boxes are enough. If needed in the future, you can come to the End of the World to resurrect the Ender Dragon.

After a long time, Ian received the signal from Lecia that the collection was completed, and immediately took out the bow and arrow.

"Leal! It's time to begin! Counterattack!"

The next moment, an arrow pierced the sky and accurately hit the end crystal on the stone pillar next door.

As the End Crystal exploded, the Ender Dragon couldn't help but roar in pain, and its hatred was directed towards Ian.

But before they could attack, the other Ender Crystals exploded at the same time.

During the time that Layal and his friends have been with the Winged Tribe, they have learned a lot of their archery skills.

It's just archery, I have the upper hand.

The Ender Dragon could no longer recover its health and fell awkwardly on the central bedrock pillar.

Markov drew out his large sword and stared at the Ender Dragon fiercely.

"Things have changed! Bastard!"

Run quickly and get close with the Iai sword, and slash continuously with the Odachi.

Plus, Layal and the others are also outputting synchronously.

Finally, when the Ender Dragon was about to take off and attack again, many knights retreated together and instantly cast Dimension Slash.

The Ender Dragon froze in mid-air.

After a long time, brilliant white beams of light bloomed from the body, one after another.

When the light illuminated everyone's world, the Ender Dragon exploded, scattering experience all over the ground and purple-black light spots in the sky.

Ian dropped the stone pillar and breathed a sigh of relief.

"it's over……"

(End of this chapter)