Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Chapter 471: Extinct Light Element Magic

"The Tower of Rominia, the Tower of Light!"

Bai Hao first tried the light element magic of creating terrain. The Tower of Rominia and the low-level divine spell Holy Wall of Oslo belong to the same type, both of which can create things of the kingdom of God out of thin air.

As the chanting ended, in less than a second, a magnificent and domineering triangular iron tower rose from the ground. Its height was 309 meters as recorded in the myth of the Bright Moon. The whole tower was shining with dazzling silver-white light, sacred and inviolable.

Despite its stunning appearance, the Tower of Rominia's function is still healing and purification, but its range is quite wide. Any place illuminated by the light of the tower will be affected, and standing at the top of the tower and casting light element magic can also enjoy an extremely exaggerated amplification.

"It's actually true. I actually performed the Tower of Rominia, a magic that can't even be found in the records on the Walterlan continent. It's amazing, really amazing!"

Bai Hao stood on the top of the iron tower, feeling the light element magic power almost boiling in his body, and he couldn't help but release a light element magic that had long been extinct. To be precise, this type of magic had long disappeared from the continent.

"The Greatest Light, Holy Doves, Holy Doves!"

Like the Tower of Rominia, what Bai Hao is summoning now is a mythical creature recorded in the Ancient Records of the Bright Moon. It is rumored that this flying bird lives in the realm of gods and will only briefly descend to the mortal world when Orivia bestows the divine blessing. It is a symbol of good fortune.

As soon as Bai Hao finished speaking, hundreds of birds with golden light descended from the sky. They kept making melodious chirping sounds and circled excitedly around the Tower of Rominia. A hot gust of wind whistled in the sky.

Each holy pigeon possesses strength comparable to that of a great magician, and the king of holy pigeons among them can be described as a pseudo-elementalist-level warrior. Most importantly, the holy pigeons can cooperate with each other to form a powerful battle formation, thereby exerting unparalleled combat effectiveness.

Bai Hao slowly stretched out his hands, and a unique holy pigeon immediately landed on his palms. Its entire body was as white as snow, but each feather was glowing with brilliant golden light. Its eyes were different from the light gold of the other hundreds of holy pigeons, and were a more brilliant golden red.

"Is this the King of Holy Pigeons?" Bai Hao gently stroked the King of Holy Pigeons in his hand. He felt a little dazed that he had summoned the Goddess of Bright Moon's favorite delicacy. He even swallowed his saliva subconsciously. As if the King of Holy Pigeons had sensed Bai Hao's intention, it let out a frightened cry and flew away.

That's right, this noble and sacred bird is actually a bird specially raised by Orivia in the God Realm. Whenever Orivia is greedy or entertains other gods, he will slaughter a few holy pigeon kings and steam, stir-fry, or stew them.

Legend has it that the broth made with the King of Holy Pigeons is extremely delicious. During a divine banquet, the Moon Goddess prepared this delicacy. When the mountain and earth god Meggins, who was extremely picky about food, smelled the dish, his saliva even flowed three feet long, hence the idiom "drooling three feet".

"Well, where are all the others..." Bai Hao suddenly realized that there was no one in the sky. There were nearly a hundred people around him not long ago. Because he was too excited when trying to cast the spell just now, Bai Hao ignored the changes around him.

Suddenly, Bai Hao noticed that the power of faith around him became unusually strong, and all of this was floating up from underground, so he looked over curiously and immediately couldn't help but twitching his lips.

Thousands of people were seen prostrating themselves around the Tower of Rominia, all with fanatical looks on their faces. Most of them were followers of the Bright Moon Church wearing silver-white robes, and there were also some foreign believers wearing colorful costumes. They were probably believers who came to the church to worship tonight.

At this time, there were still a steady stream of people joining in this pious worship ceremony. Some came from the headquarters church, and some came from the city of Orleans. Everyone came on foot, and no one used flying skills to stay in the air.

At this moment, Bai Hao suddenly remembered a warning in the Bright Moon myth.

When a miracle comes to the world, all living beings are blessed. Teng Mang is a humble man, and he kisses the ground to show his sincerity.

The general meaning is that believers who witness the miracle of the Bright Moon are extremely lucky. If they rashly fly up to worship, the gods will not like it. Only by walking steadily and performing the highest ceremony of kissing the ground can they be considered pious to the Bright Moon Goddess.

Glancing at the hundreds-meter-high Tower of Rominia and the hundreds of holy pigeons circling in the sky, Bai Hao suddenly realized that, not to mention that these were magics that the people of the Walterlan continent had never heard of, this tower and this bird alone were all divine creations that only existed in mythological stories.

And the place where he is now is the most devout place for the belief in the Moon Goddess in the entire Walterlan continent. As a result, these believers of Orevia will definitely think that a miracle has been born.

“Wuwuwu, my Bright Moon Goddess, you must have heard my devout prayers for more than sixty years. Wuwuwu, I know you have been watching over me all the time…”

"Please forgive my sins. I am here to confess to you. Last night, I was weak-willed and bewitched by the evil spirit. I used stealth magic to peek at Missionary Osilia bathing. But I promise you that I will try my best to forget it all. Please cleanse my soul..."

"How lucky I am, how lucky I am... I didn't expect to encounter such a miracle on my first visit to Orleans. This is such a great fate. I must convert to the Bright Moon Goddess no matter what. This kind of adventure must be recorded with the magic of recording!"

"Ah! Great Moon Goddess, I am your devout believer, Ovenelit, and I pay you the highest respects... Yula, Kalia! And you orc girl over there, why are you still standing there? Come over here and kiss the ground with me!"

"But, but isn't that Xiaohao up there?"

"Yes, why should we worship Brother Bai Hao?"

"Xiaohao is so handsome, I must record it and send it to my father and mother later..."

Ovnetlite felt a little angry when he saw the girls still chatting leisurely. When he was about to step forward to persuade them, a figure suddenly blocked his way. At the same time, several holy pigeons with golden light were jumping back and forth on the ground, pecking the ground from time to time.

"I don't think this is necessary." Bai Hao suggested to Ovnet in a gentle voice.

However, before Ovnet could reply, more than a dozen broken screams were heard all around.

"Oh, Lord Orevia has arrived!"

"What did I see? God has come down to earth!"

"Oh my god, this is not a dream..."

"Help! I can't breathe now!"

After the screams, a large number of people fainted, and some even twitched and foamed at the mouth. Bai Hao looked at the acquaintances around him awkwardly, spread his hands and said, "Blame me."