Chapter 325 chapter 119 Mural
The faith of the Sacred Light Church naturally represents the God of Light, the origin of light and the sun.
Legend has it that before the era of historical birth, the entire Agrand was almost faced with a catastrophic disaster. In this world-destroying catastrophe, countless deities fell and lives were buried. The supreme God of Light chose to burn his divinity and protect the human civilization that was to be completely destroyed.
After this catastrophe, the God of Light, who willingly sacrificed his immortal life to protect all beings, naturally gained the admiration of almost everyone. Since then, for countless years to come, the Church of Light, along with the development of human civilization, gradually formed the most solid faith of Sacred Light on the entire continent.
Intellectually, Ig recalled the introduction of the Sacred Light Church and nodded his head with a slight smile.
Undoubtedly, the Sacred Light Church is the most widespread faith on the entire Aslandt continent, encompassing almost all human kingdoms, and even some elves and dwarves believe in the Sacred Light.
However, in history, the Church of Light and the monarchs of successive kingdoms did not have mandatory requirements for faith. For this reason, more than one papal throne issued decrees prohibiting radical fanatics from persecuting non-believers, and there were even stories of them being declared heretics and summoned by the Apostolic Guards to crusade against them.
In human society, besides Clerics and devout believers, a considerable number of people simply regard their reverence for the God of Light as a custom. For example, Ig himself occasionally offers a few words of advice to the Sacred Light Church.
As for other deities, the Sacred Light Church generally maintains a friendly and respectful attitude towards them. In human kingdoms alone, there are no less than ten kinds of divine beliefs, and elven goddesses of life and silver moon, dwarven goddesses of the earth and gods of metal and forging, etc., are also friendly objects.
—Of course, if it were a evil god completely opposed to lawful good, it would naturally be another matter.
“However, the birth of these faiths seems to be all because of a certain deity… or an existence beyond the mortal realm?”
Ig thought to himself. Not only humans, but the civilization of the entire Aslandt continent, in essence, originated from the Golden Era ten thousand years ago. Records before this are quite scarce, even among ancient elven tribes, and even records of dragons are interrupted.
Ig only knew that at the end of the Mythic Era, in that world-destroying disaster, almost all the gods who ruled the entire world fell. Even the surviving deities were barely surviving and never showed themselves as rulers again, and in later records, they almost never showed their true forms.
—Of course, Ig naturally would not doubt their existence.
Just like the development of the Sacred Light Church relied not only on people’s reverence for the God of Light and the promotion by secular kingdoms: the power of deities almost flowed through the bodies of all believers, and the power of Divine Arts was no less than the paths of Magic and Dou Qi.
Even in times of crisis, the deities of faith have shown divine miracles more than once. The most representative among them is the manifestation of the gods and their oracles when the king of the Demon Realm invaded Aslandt more than a hundred years ago…
“Ig, hurry up and come here!”
Suddenly, the girl’s voice, pleasant like delicate jade ware, sounded in his ear. Ig looked up and saw Verafia, not far away, turning her little face and waving her slender hand at him.
“Miss Vera, what’s the matter?”
Ig smiled and walked over. However, the young girl seemed a bit impatient. Her exquisite little boots made crisp sounds on the flagstones as she ran over. She grabbed Ig’s arm with her little hand and pulled him back to the previous place.
The place where Verafia and Flarn were was where the church exhibited cultural relics and holy relics.
In front of the young girl stood an ancient stone tablet. The stone tablet was obviously very old, and even the markings on it had been completely smoothed. However, judging from the recently applied divine art of protection, it should have been discovered by the church recently.
“It’s this, look quickly!”
Verafia pointed at the stone tablet with her slender finger, and an expression of pride appeared on her naturally raised, snow-white little face. Her bright, scorching gold pupils twinkled, as if she had discovered something novel and was eager to show it off to others.
Ig followed the girl’s gaze intently. However, with his vision, he couldn’t see much. So, he directly used his innate talent, “Eye of Insight.”
After advancing to Silver Rank, coupled with the help of Miss Phoenix, Ig’s Spiritual Power greatly improved. This innate talent of Ig naturally did not just serve as an appraisal of scrap materials like before.
Soon, Ig discovered that this stone tablet was even older than he initially thought. In his pupils, on the ancient stone surface, pure gold and silver-white colors began to extend along certain precise traces. Extremely complex and obscure lines, like murals depicted after carving, were etched on it.
“A scale. On one side is the sun on the tree, and on the other, it looks like the falling moon from the abyss…”
Ig read aloud. The information contained in the stone tablet was parsed by the flickering light in his pupils, forming definite and recognizable text:
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Name: Priest Tablet of the Creation Shrine
Type: Ritual Mold
Grade: Broken
Evaluation: In the Mythic Era, it was a sacrificial altar requested by the priests of the shrine for blessings from Atropos, and was completely destroyed with the end of the “Deities.”
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“It’s related to deities… and the information on it is about the ‘God of Creation and Death,’ Atropos?”
Ig’s eyes trembled, and he couldn’t help but click his tongue.
Although he knew that his talent had made great progress after being seriously guided by that Miss Phoenix, and could now identify high-grade existences such as Platinum and Crystal Rank, this thing that fell before his eyes was related to the supreme deities, and it didn’t directly blow him up?
“Hmm. Such an expression… Ig, did you see anything?”
Ig turned his head and saw the girl in front of him tilting her little head. A few strands of golden hair slid across her snow-white little face, and her pair of gorgeous big eyes, filled with bright gold, showed curiosity. He couldn’t help but smile.
“Yes. Young Lady, this stone tablet is probably a sacrificial item from a shrine under the command of a deity from a long time ago. However, it has been a very long time, and there are probably not many traces left. It was probably just discovered by the church and displayed as a cultural relic.”
“It’s related to deities… Hmph, I knew it was special!”
Verafia’s interest instantly ignited. She grabbed Ig’s wrist with her little hand, her eyes shining with excitement, and asked, “But, looking at it, it shouldn’t be related to your God of Light. So, Ig, do you know who it might be related to?”
I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 325
Posted by ? Views, Released on August 23, 2025
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I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess?!
身为勇者的我竟然成了凤凰大小姐
From the travel diaries of a Phoenix Princess reborn from the inferno, chronicling her life on the road with a supposedly “useless” young hero…
On their journey, their fellowship continues to grow: a Dragon Princess of silver frost, a young Vampire Princess with eyes of blood-crimson, the Saintess of Radiant Holy Light, the noble Princess of the White Iris…
“Hmm?” Verafia paused, tilting her head as she gracefully twirled a soft strand of her fiery hair around a finger. A hint of suspicion flickered in her beautiful eyes. “Ignet, why does this sound suspiciously like you’re assembling a harem?”
“My lady, there is a saying: ‘The fish is what I desire, and the bear’s paw is also what I desire.’ A wise man knows that if he can have them both, his home will be harmonious and all his affairs will prosper,” he began, puffing out his chest with the air of a profound philosopher. “Is that not a truly beautiful thing? A… a paragon of peaceful coexistence?”
He faltered under her smoldering gaze.
“…Ahhh! It was a joke! I’m sorry, Milady, please don’t burn me! I swear my only desire is you!”