Wizard: Stronger through Marriage - Chapter 858 - 384: Cultivating with the Witches_2
Chapter 858: Chapter 384: Cultivating with the Witches_2
As the melodious music began to play, they started to dance gracefully.
David’s dance moves were elegant and powerful, while the witch was as light as a swallow. The two coordinated seamlessly, like a pair of perfectly matched dance partners.
Under David’s lead, the other witches also joined the dance floor, either in pairs or forming circles, performing various joyful dances.
These dances not only showcased the witches’ gracefulness but also reflected their deep understanding and application of the Power of the Silver Moon.
During the dance, their bodies seemed to resonate with the surrounding Natural Elements.
Moonlight, starlight, the sound of the wind, and the rustling of leaves blended with their dance steps, creating enchanting scenes.
As time passed, the party’s atmosphere became increasingly lively.
The witches not only danced but also sang cheerful songs. Their singing was crisp and pleasant, full of love for life and hope for the future.
David, too, was infected by this joyful atmosphere. He put aside his usual seriousness and reserve, laughing and dancing with the witches, enjoying this beautiful night.
At the end of the party, David and the witches sat around the bonfire, sharing each other’s stories and dreams.
They talked about the mysteries of the Power of the Silver Moon, insights from Cultivation, and expectations for the future.
In this warm and harmonious atmosphere, the love between David and the witches was further deepened and strengthened.
…
During this period, David was also investigating the Church.
A few days later, David and Lucia stood above the ruins of the collapsed Holy White City, with moonlight filtering through the broken stained glass, casting mottled shadows.
David gazed at this land, once splendid but now full of scars, with complex emotions surging in his heart.
He turned to look at Lucia, whose eyes held both nostalgia for the past and confusion about the future.
“Lucia, you were once the Church’s Saintess, and you understand the Church far better than I do,” David slowly said, “What do you think was the true purpose of the First Pope in establishing the Church?”
Lucia remained silent for a moment, seemingly recalling those buried memories.
“The purpose of the Church is to spread light and guide people towards the path of redemption.”
She softly said, “But over time, I gradually felt some unusual things within the Church. Especially the legends about the First Pope, always filled with mystery and contradiction.”
David nodded, sharing his understanding of the Divine Spirit inheritance with Lucia.
“According to the inheritance I received, the power of the Divine Spirit is not exclusive to any single individual, but originates from the primal bonds among all things.”
“The Divine Format is a resonance of the will of all living beings, not a singular existence.”
“For ordinary people to become gods, five steps must be followed: self-cognition, connecting with all things, Karma Conservation, All Living Beings as Anchors, and shedding human form.”
“You mean…” A flash of understanding crossed Lucia’s eyes, “The First Pope might have been trying to achieve his own path to godhood through the Church?”
“Quite possibly,” David said solemnly, “The Church might not just be an organization for spreading faith, but also a carefully designed experimental field.”
“Through doctrines, rituals, and the network of believers, they step by step progressed towards the goal of becoming gods.”
Lucia took a deep breath, her eyes shimmering with a determined light.
“David, we must uncover this secret. No matter what the First Pope’s intentions were, we cannot allow his plan to continue.”
David and Lucia decided to set off immediately for the Church Headquarters, their hearts filled with determination and urgency.
After days of arduous travel, they finally arrived at the ancient church hidden deep in the mountains.
Though the church’s exterior appeared somewhat worn, traces of its former splendor and solemnity were still evident.
They cautiously pushed open the heavy doors, and an ancient and mysterious aura enveloped them.
The interior of the church was vast and dark, with only a few strands of moonlight filtering through the broken stained glass windows, casting dappled shadows.
They slowly advanced along the central aisle, each step taken with extra caution.
Suddenly, Lucia stopped, pointing to a wall ahead, “David, look there.”
David followed her gaze, seeing a series of intricate patterns and symbols carved on the wall.
These patterns seemed to have some subtle connection with the Divine Spirit inheritance they had seen in the Silver Moon World.
He walked closer to observe carefully, finding that these patterns seemed to tell an ancient and mysterious story.
“These patterns… they seem to be depicting a massive altar,” David murmured.
Lucia nodded, her eyes shining with excitement.
“If we can find this altar, perhaps we can uncover the Church’s true secret.”
They continued their exploration deeper, passing through corridors and secret rooms, eventually arriving at a vast underground space.
When their eyes fell upon the scene before them, they both involuntarily held their breath.
In front of them was a massive circular altar, at least several dozen meters in diameter, built from unknown black stone and exuding a faint, mysterious light.
The altar was surrounded by complex runes and patterns, identical to those they had seen on the walls.
What was even more astounding was the altar’s center, which seemed to have a depression, as if meant for placing some important object or being.
“This… this is the immense altar!” Lucia’s voice quivered slightly.
David stepped forward, carefully examining every detail on the altar.
He discovered that some of the altar’s runes seemed to have a connection with the Silver Moon God’s inheritance, further affirming his suspicions.
“It seems our assumptions were correct,” David said solemnly, “The Church Headquarters is indeed a colossal altar, and the First Pope likely conducted his godhood experiments here.”
Lucia’s expression grew serious.
“What should we do now? If the First Pope’s plan truly succeeded, the consequences would be unimaginable.”
David pondered for a moment, then firmly said, “Perhaps, we can attempt to repair this damaged altar.”
They began to carefully search the area around the altar, hoping to find some useful information or items.
David and Lucia stood on the collapsed ruins of the Holy White City, moonlight filtering through broken stained glass, adding an air of mystery and desolation to the ruins.
The Holy White City, once a flourishing religious Holy Land, now lay in ruins, as if narrating a forgotten history.
David gazed at the remnants, complex emotions swirling within him.
He knew that to uncover the Church’s true secret, he first had to understand this city’s past.
And to achieve that, the most direct way was to reconstruct the Holy City, restoring its former glory.
“Lucia, we need to deconstruct these buildings anew,” David said solemnly, “Only then can we better understand the First Pope’s intentions and the secrets behind the Church.”
Lucia nodded, her eyes filled with determination and resolve.
“I agree, David. No matter the challenges we face, we must complete this task.”
They began to meticulously study every detail in the ruins, trying to find clues about the Holy City’s structure.
The collapsed spire tore through the dome murals, revealing mottled underlayers.
Broken stained glass refracted eerie spectra in the moonlight, floating like ghosts through the ruins.
David approached a fragment of wall, gently caressing the carvings on it with his hand.
Despite severe weathering, the engravings still displayed their former intricacy and splendor.
He closed his eyes, trying to sense the information contained within these carvings through touch.
Suddenly, a flash of enlightenment crossed his mind.
He seemed to glimpse the Holy City’s past magnificence.
Towering spires pierced the sky, grand churches shone under the sun, believers prayed devoutly, and the entire city was imbued with a holy and peaceful aura.
