Hearing Silas agree, Randall immediately let out a long sigh of relief and then asked with renewed vigor, "Do you have any tasks to assign to me?"
Silas nodded and then briefly explained the current situation in the Kingdom of Guinness.
Randall was immediately very excited upon hearing this and asked with bright eyes, "Is our Church finally going to have its own territory?"
"Once the matter of the Kingdom of Guinness is handled well this time, this place will be the main base of our Evening Bell Church," Silas said seriously.
"His Holiness the Pope's insight is truly sharp. This Kingdom of Guinness is a good place. Not only is its water transportation well-developed, and it controls three major river transportation hubs within its borders, but it also relies on the Bellandt Empire, so other countries dare not act rashly. Most importantly, their royal family controls a very rare flame stone mine, which is something countless organizations covet," Randall praised, simultaneously explaining Guinness's natural advantages and geopolitical situation.
Silas already knew all this and said directly, "The Land of Night is not far from here. If you can, please set out as soon as possible. The situation here is not optimistic, and I am very short-handed."
Randall nodded slightly. "No problem. I'll pack up some things when I wake up later, bring my servants, and set off immediately. If we fly all the way, I estimate we can reach the imperial palace you mentioned by tomorrow morning."
Silas knew the habits of vampires and nodded with satisfaction. "That would be best."
"By the way, Your Holiness the Pope, have you received any news?" Randall suddenly asked.
Silas was stunned. "What news?"
"There seem to be problems within the Healing Church. Currently, the Black Robe Faction and the White Robe Faction seem to be arguing very seriously for some reason. According to our informants, if this continues, the Healing Church will completely split," Randall's face showed some excitement.
Problems within the three major churches were a very welcome development for heretics like them who were suppressed by the churches.
Silas didn't think too much about it. "This matter currently doesn't have much to do with us. Prioritize handling this current situation."
"Yes, I will go and handle it immediately," Randall saluted respectfully, then turned into mist and left.
After seeing Randall off, Silas turned and walked into the temple.
Dong!
The bell above his head emitted a distant and heavy sound, calming one's heart and soothing one's spirit upon hearing it.
Silas looked at the two secret treasures, his eyes gradually becoming fervent.
"These two secret treasures both possess immense power. If I could use them, they would be a great asset to me now. With the current abilities of the divine body, there must be a way to process these two items for my use, but…"
Thinking of this, Silas hesitated. Using the divine body to process these items meant his will needed to think in sync with the divine body.
And the effect of synchronous thinking had terrified Silas last time.
"But…" Although fearful, the temptation of the two powerful secret treasures was too great, making Silas unable to control his greed.
"Just this once! Just this once!" Silas, as if possessed, restored his divine body.
Sitting back on the throne, Silas casually beckoned, and the two secret treasures flew into his hands.
He didn't intend to study the "Hymn of the Great Devouring Worm." This book had strict Spirit Vision requirements and was not something from which he could gain immediate benefits by taking shortcuts here.
Putting down the spear, Silas examined the two secret treasures, one in each hand.
"Very inferior and simple things," a magnificent voice came from Silas's mouth, his tone laced with a hint of disdain.
Silas had briefly looked at these two items when he first obtained them. The core ability of the green skull was to store life energy, which could be released all at once when encountering danger, not only instantly healing wounds but also restoring stamina.
Now, observing carefully through the divine vision, Silas discovered more details.
"The material of the skull has already changed, detaching from the low-level human form and evolving into an energy form. These green flames surrounding it represent the primordial fire of Tulzscha. This fire contains life and death and can convert these energies between each other. This means this skull can forcibly absorb others' life force for storage and then replenish its owner."
"Secondly, this flame possesses powerful destructive and lethal capabilities. This flame is much more advanced than Bart's flame at that time. It is not only a weapon but also an extremely high-level mystical medium. Through these flames, many materials can be omitted, allowing for direct array summoning. This is also the main reason Ron obtained it – to serve as the core for an array."
"Finally, this thing can devour the souls of those killed by it. These souls merge with the primordial fire to form flame sprites, which are considered servants or familiars of the holder."
"Overall, it's merely an inferior trinket. Placing it in my grand hall is a form of blasphemy."
Silas, at this moment, completely failed to notice the change in his attitude and tone.
"Since my human body wants to use it, then I'll process it. Who made it so low-level?"
Saying this, Silas raised his hand, and biting frost appeared in his palm.
Instantly, the flames on the skull began to struggle desperately, transforming into countless skulls emitting horrifying screams.
"Little dancer, your so-called authority over life and death is not worth mentioning in my presence," Silas said, and the terrifying frost instantly covered and froze the green flames.
Afterward, Silas's palm ignited with ice-blue ghost fire, burning the entire skull.
Pfft!
A few seconds later, the previous eerie green flames had disappeared, replaced by deep ice-blue flames.
At this moment, with the function unchanged, everything had become Silas's.
"Flames representing life and death. Everything related to death should belong to me," Silas said, gently applying force with his hand, directly crushing the jawbone of the skull.
Instantly, the somewhat round skull became much flatter.
"This looks more comfortable," Silas nodded with satisfaction, then threw it into a corner of the temple like trash.
Afterward, Silas's gaze fell on the black glove.
"This glove has a very familiar aura. It seems my true identity is indeed related to those things in the astral plane."
"The entire glove is condensed from the astral laws of a Dark Offspring and possesses the characteristic of being indestructible in the present world. Its core power is annihilation on the level of planetary collisions. But this power is beyond the reach of lowly human flesh; directly seal it."
Saying this, a triangular sigil like white frost appeared on the back of the glove.
"The effects outside the domain still exist, meaning that after putting on this glove and activating it, one can temporarily be immune to all attacks. This will be kept, but it needs to be slightly modified, converting the burning of a portion of the flesh into consumption of spiritual energy. That flesh is, after all, my incarnation; missing limbs would greatly damage my divine might."
"The superior being's posture still exists; this glove can touch all things that humans cannot. This doesn't require any sacrifice; keep it."
"The glove inherited the organization of a Dark Offspring, possessing extremely strong self-healing capabilities, but it requires a large amount of astral energy. This is not needed for now; seal it."
Instantly, another inverted triangle appeared on the white triangle, forming a hexagram.
"The last function is a bit interesting. This glove possesses the circuit of a higher-dimensional life form, with absolute control over energy. Before becoming a higher-dimensional life form, the user needs to burn 1 point of Spirit Vision for each use."
"If that's the case, then it makes sense. There really are methods in this world to consume Spirit Vision, thereby avoiding the risk of excessively high Spirit Vision. It's estimated that such methods are relatively rare or high-end, and ordinary mystics wouldn't know about them."
"Low-level animals are just low-level animals. Knowing that little bit of knowledge, they hide it away smugly, not knowing how to share. No wonder you haven't made any progress until now," Silas's tone was filled with arrogance and haughtiness.