The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

"Why worry about getting involved now? At this moment, the imperial city of Longwei Empire may not be saved, who cares about these things? Besides, I came here to ask for help from the High Priest, and I hope the High Priest can help me. In front of human life, everything else is secondary." The attendant lowered his attitude and spoke sincerely without any pretense.

"What do you mean? Why don't I understand? You need my help. Although your Temple of Light is not one of the most powerful forces in Longgui City, you don't need to ask me for help, right?" Tian Ye was extremely confused.

“Lord Torreschia told us that the priest possesses miraculous healing skills. To be honest, when the Pope was fighting with the Black Mountain Sect’s chief elder a few days ago, Lord Wude, the master of the Temple of Light, was seriously injured and is now dying.

In this case, if the High Priest does not take action, then the Temple of Light may have to change the next Pope."

Although the attendant's words were rather tactful, Tian Ye also understood that the Pope was in critical condition, and if he was not treated in time, he would most likely die.

"The Black Mountain Sect's great elder is so powerful, can this imperial city still be defended?"

"Reporting to the High Priest, I don't know whether the Imperial City can be defended or not, but if the High Priest delays any further, the Pope will really not be able to hold on."

Although he didn't urge him directly, Tian Ye understood the meaning of the servant's words. Pope Wood was really in danger, and judging from the servant's expression, he didn't seem to be lying at all.

"Hurry, hurry, take me there. His Holiness the Pope and I have something important to discuss. We can't let him go like this."

Hearing that Tian Ye agreed to go, the waiter's face became much better, and he quickly led Tian Ye to the main hall of the Pope's Temple of Light.

Tian Ye was sitting in an extremely luxurious carriage pulled by eight white horses.

The carriage moved slowly forward. This luxurious carriage pulled by eight horses was undoubtedly a symbol of dignity and luxury. Each horse pulling the carriage had shiny fur and a strong body. Their steps were steady and coordinated, as if they were walking on the clouds. Every step revealed an extraordinary momentum.

The horse's mane fluttered gently in the breeze like golden waves, shining brightly in the sun, adding a touch of mystery and nobility to the carriage.

The carriage itself is ingeniously crafted. The body is carefully carved from fine wood and covered with delicate gold-plated decorations. Every detail reveals the craftsman's exquisite skills and ultimate pursuit of beauty. The six-wheel design not only ensures a smooth ride, but also gives the carriage a sense of solemnity. As the wheels turn, it seems as if you can hear the gentle footsteps of time, and it moves slowly forward in this tranquility.

The most eye-catching thing is the magic circle floating on the top of the carriage. This magic circle is composed of intricate runes and flowing light. They slowly rotate in the air, emitting a soft and mysterious light, shrouding the entire carriage in peace and tranquility.

These runes seemed to contain ancient and powerful magic. They not only provided the carriage with additional protection and acceleration, but also made the passengers feel unprecedented comfort and peace of mind.

As the carriage moved forward, the light of the magic circle seemed to resonate with the surrounding natural elements. The breeze blew gently, the flowers smelled fragrant, and it seemed that even the air was filled with the fragrance of magic.

Sitting in such a carriage, you can get the most thorough relaxation and relief, whether you are physically tired or mentally restless. This is not just a means of transportation, but also a journey through time and space to experience a dream.

The carriage drove on the street and quickly attracted the attention of passers-by, but no one dared to approach. Nearly 100 guards from the Temple of Light were guarding the carriage on both sides, preventing anyone from getting too close.

The Pope's attendant from the Temple of Light, who had just spoken to him, was sitting across the field in the carriage.

"I'm not sure I can rescue His Holiness the Pope, so don't blame me when the time comes," Tian Ye suddenly said.

"Just do your best. How can you absolutely guarantee saving lives? If someone can be saved, just let nature take its course and leave it to fate."

The waiter was very open-minded and there was no sadness in his eyes. This zombie field had a hint of doubt.

"It seems that maybe not everyone wants me to kill Pope Wood. I guess there are different voices in the Temple of Light. However, my cooperation is based on this Pope. I don't know what the policy will be if there is another Pope. Tian Ye still hopes to save the Pope and continue this policy until I really gain great power or my strength increases to the point where no one dares to provoke me. By then, all this will be irrelevant. Obviously, now is not the time." Tian Ye thought to himself.

Thinking of this, Tian Ye stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest. The sound of the eight white horses stepping on the stone slabs was very rhythmic. It was obvious that these eight horses were also specially trained, and every step they took was on the same point.

The carriage continued to move forward in silence, with only the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling echoing in the air, as if foreshadowing the unknown fate ahead.

Similarly, the president of the Magicians' Guild was also troubled by the black energy of the great elder. Although the battle with the great elder of the Black Mountain Sect was over, the black energy on the president of the Magicians' Guild could not be dispelled and had a tendency to move towards the heart. However, he was not sure what the movement of the black energy forward meant, but the president of the Magicians' Guild knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

The main reason is that the Great Elder's essence, after a long period of cultivation, has become extremely pure ordinary light energy, or healing magic has no effect on this pure black energy.

Just like the Temple of Light which was looking for healers everywhere, a large number of servants of the Magician's Guild and the staff of the Temple of Light were also looking for a cure in the city as the first thing they did. At this time, two plant-based healers were constantly using their life force to assimilate the black air to prevent it from quickly infecting the entire body of the Magician's Guild president.

A haze has enveloped the entire Longwei City. Upon hearing that the war outside the city was going badly, the residents began to stockpile food and daily necessities.

Originally the entire imperial city was under martial law, but the news somehow leaked out, and the people in the entire imperial city were instantly in an uproar. Those who were capable fled through the city gates, while those who were not could only stockpile food in order to protect themselves.

After walking for about half an hour, we finally arrived at the Temple of Light.

When you step into the entrance of the Temple of Light, the first thing that catches your eye is the two majestic angel sculptures. They stand on both sides of the porch like living creatures, with four white wings that seem to reach the sky, and stretching behind them. The muscular bodies show that the angels have healthy bodies.

The golden lightsaber in the hand symbolizes the angel's intolerance of all dark forces, and also shows that the angel has the ability to eradicate all dark forces.

Two angels stood at the two ends of the scale, and the scale was impartial, indicating that the Temple of Light was based on fairness. Their bodies carved from white jade shone with a deep and cold luster in the dim light.

The face of the fine sculpture is carved extremely vividly, and the eyes reveal unquestionable firmness and wisdom. It is even more serious, as if it can see through the essence of all things in the world.

The angel's body muscle lines appear even more strong and powerful under the sunlight, and every muscle seems to be gently moving with the breathing, showing endless power and beauty.

In a blink of an eye, you pass through the gate and step into the temple square. Under your feet is a carefully paved stone road. Each stone slab has been carefully polished by craftsmen and is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery, making you feel as if you are in a dreamy mirror world.

The huge trees along the road block out the sun and provide shade for people by covering the stone road.

In the numerous flower beds on both sides of the stone road, flowers of various colors are vying for beauty and splendor, with crystal dew rolling on the petals, shining charmingly in the sun. The precious varieties are being taken care of by the gardeners to compete for beauty and splendor, and among them are several elixirs with unusually beautiful flowers, which can be appreciated and have certain value. Such a combination is enough to show that the master of the Temple of Light at this time is a pragmatic person, and even this small flower bed cannot be completely wasted.

The breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers fills the air, and interweaves with the melodious bells coming from afar, forming a beautiful symphony.

Crossing the corridor, the servants of the Temple of Light and some magicians passing by kept looking at the field, but no one came forward to ask questions, because the person leading the way in front of the field was a close attendant of the Pope.

Oh, in front of the largest building of the Temple of Light, this is the heart of the Temple of Light, and it is the main hall that pushes luxury and sacredness to the extreme.

Tian Ye and his attendants walked into the main hall with its door open. The golden light on the roof of the hall shone in the sun, like a flowing river or a dazzling galaxy, making people look up in awe. Above the roof were 12 luminous pearls inlaid that shone with dazzling luster, making the entire hall exceptionally bright. Even without a magic lamp, the hall was as bright as day.

The gemstones inlaid on the palace are staggered, colorful and harmonious. They sparkle with charming luster under the light, as if each gem contains endless magic and stories.

The main hall, which covers an area of ​​nearly 12 square meters, is supported by huge stone pillars with a diameter of five meters. Each stone pillar is engraved with stories about how the Temple of Light has triumphed over the forces of darkness over the past hundred years.

Each story painting is lifelike and narrates the whole story very completely. Under the illumination of the holy night pearl, each painting on the stone pillar appears extremely vivid and contagious.

Inside the hall, the crystal chandeliers are like bright stars hanging in the sky, emitting soft and warm light, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

Every detail of the chandelier has been carefully carved, and each crystal column is as delicate as a work of art. They sway gently in the air, making pleasant collision sounds, adding a bit of liveliness and vitality to this sacred space.

12 magic lamps are embedded in every corner of the chandelier. They don't play their due role at all. They are just embellishments on the dome to make it look less monotonous. The real lighting work has been done by the night pearl.

The rear buildings of the temple pay more attention to creating a tranquil and profound atmosphere. The buildings here are built on the mountain, scattered in the mountains, and integrated with the natural environment.

The walls of the building are made of bluestone, and the years have left mottled marks on them, but these marks give them a more quaint and vicissitudes of beauty. The windows are small but exquisite, and the wooden window frames are carved with complex patterns. Each window is like a portal to another world, which makes people imagine. When night falls, soft lights will be revealed from these windows, reflecting the starry sky, adding a bit of warmth and mystery to this sacred place.

The 12 eagle men in the sky allowed Tian Ye to have a clear view of the entire main hall.

When the guards of the Temple of Light saw the German eaglemen in the sky, they wanted to shoot them directly, but they were quickly informed by the waiter that the eaglemen were subordinates of the pig-headed priests invited by Lord Torresnia. If they were not notified in time, these eaglemen would have been shot down by the violent attack.

"Master Priest, please come in."

Among the dozen or so people who came to greet him in the main hall of the God of Light, Tian Ye only knew one, and that was Nadal, a Jinshi of His Holiness the Pope. The first second he saw Tian Ye, Nadal bowed in salute, and then spoke first.

At this time, Nadal no longer has the prestige he once had. The source of his prestige was that the Pope made decisions for him. Now the Pope is seriously ill. If his Holiness dies, then all the rights of this attendant will be wiped out, and he will no longer have the right to act pretentiously.

In an extraordinary period, Nadal was the first to express his respect for Amano, which only shows that he is a smart man.

"It's Mr. Nadal. Nice to meet you."

Tian Ye certainly wouldn't argue with this little guy. If that were the case, he would have no future. As the saying goes, if a dog bites you, you can't bite the dog back. If you bite the dog, it's not the dog's problem. You have the same problem as the dog.

"Is this the High Priest?" At this moment, a very abrupt voice came into Tian Ye's ears. Normally, others would not interrupt two people until they finished talking. However, this person clearly knew that the two were talking, but he did not show any respect to the pig-headed man Tian Ye and asked directly.

"Michiri, what do you mean? He is a distinguished guest invited by His Holiness the Pope, and you are so disrespectful to him?" Nadal said angrily, as if he had seen an old enemy.

"Mr. Nadal doesn't seem to understand his own identity. I am the fifth priest of the Temple of Light. How dare you, a mere servant, speak to me like that? Besides, he is just a doctor hired by His Holiness the Pope. How can he be noble or not? Isn't he here just for the money?" Mitchell said without giving Nadal any face.