The Church of Light!
The former Church of Light had been transformed into the Temple of Light.
After the ascension of the Thirteenth Pope, Coram was elevated to godhood. The Church of Light, now worshipping the God of Light, changed its name to the Temple of Light.
Boke was a man of vision.
His acting skills were even more admirable.
With his cooperation with Archimonde, Coram's ascension to godhood was a foregone conclusion. With the extensive publicity of the Temple of Light, coupled with Coram's own strength, becoming a revered deity in the hearts of all races was no problem at all.
At this moment…
Lin Fan and his companions arrived at the Temple of Light. Many years had passed, and the place had undergone tremendous changes, filled with a holy light everywhere.
After all, it was the place of worship for the God of Light.
If it wasn't high-end, it wouldn't befit its status.
A sea of people.
Many came from all over to admire the statue of the God of Light.
With pious hearts.
Hoping to receive blessings.
"Do you have acquaintances here?" the Dragon God asked.
Lin Fan replied, "Yes, but I don't know if they're still here…"
He thought of Boke, unsure if he was still alive, hoping he was.
Weaving through the crowd.
No one knew that the person walking past them was the father of the God of Light they revered. If they knew, they would definitely surround Lin Fan, some even kissing his toes.
Renshen looked at the scene before him.
Amazed in his heart.
This was true faith in the divine…
Compared to this, the faith he cultivated was more like child's play, completely insignificant. Look how powerful their faith was.
Admirable.
Truly admirable.
Lin Fan and the others arrived at a grand hall.
A guide announced loudly, "Everyone, please maintain silence and admire the holy visage of the Thirteenth Pope. No loud noises are allowed, or you will be expelled."
Many commoners visiting the Temple of Light for the first time nodded.
Hearing this, Lin Fan sighed inwardly. The Thirteenth Pope had passed away…
Too much time had passed.
He hoped Boke was still alive, but felt the hope was slim. As expected, he was gone.
Boke had signed a pact with Archimonde, enabling him to live for a very long time.
Theoretically, it was immortality.
But this kind of immortality was uncertain. Even the Pope knew that signing a pact with the Abyssal Lord would prolong life, but no one knew exactly how long.
One hundred and sixty thousand years had passed.
Even with a pact, it was impossible to withstand such a long time.
The Dragon God asked, "Is the acquaintance you mentioned lying there?"
Lin Fan didn't speak, but nodded, approaching the crystal coffin. The coffin was made of an extremely precious material, possessing various magical properties.
He looked at Boke inside.
He looked exactly the same as when he last saw him, without any change, except now his eyes were closed forever.
A cleric of the Temple of Light softly explained, "Lying inside is the Thirteenth Pope, the great being who watched over the God of Light as he grew up, and also a friend of the God of Light's father. This crystal coffin is made from the core of a Water Dragon from the Dragon Clan, personally delivered by the Dragon Emperor, representing the Dragon Clan's respect for the Thirteenth Pope."
"The surrounding stone tablets are inscribed by the Pope himself, dedicated to his best friend, Lin Fan, the father of the God of Light. Everyone can take a look."
After paying their respects to the Pope's remains, many turned to look at the surrounding stone tablets.
The cleric continued, "When reading the contents of the stone tablets, you can read them aloud. This was instructed by the Thirteenth Pope before his passing, and even after so much time, this rule has never changed."
Lin Fan silently looked at Boke.
The dead could not be brought back to life.
Seeing Boke brought back memories of the past, everything seemed vivid in his mind. Since Boke had passed away, let him rest in peace.
Just as Lin Fan was about to leave.
Those who were reading the stone tablets began to speak.
"In my life, I had a best friend named Lin Fan. His presence made me realize that there were such outstanding people in the world. The proudest moment of my life was not when I became Pope, nor when I was revered by all, but when I became Lin Fan's friend. That was my proudest moment."
"My life is nearing its end, my body has deteriorated to a certain extent. How I wish to live on. I do not fear death, but I wish to see my dearest friend again, even if it's just a glance…"
Sobbing sounds.
Tears streamed down the faces of those reading the stone tablets. To them, it was truly touching, such a deep friendship.
Lin Fan, who was about to leave, stopped upon hearing these words. He didn't expect Boke to miss him so much.
"Lin Fan, he really misses you," Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan replied, "Yes, I know."
The Dragon God was now completely convinced. He hadn't expected Lin Fan to have such a story here. But one hundred and sixty thousand years! Had he really lived for one hundred and sixty thousand years?
Lost in deep thought.
If it were true…
He chose to believe it. After all, Lin Fan's power was too immense, so strong that he was speechless. Having lived for one hundred and sixty thousand years, such formidable power made sense.
Seeking solace within himself.
The Dragon God calmly accepted this fact.
"Wait for me," Lin Fan said, then climbed over the railing, approaching Boke's crystal coffin.
Seeing this, the cleric was shocked and shouted in alarm.
Lin Fan gently stroked the crystal coffin. Boke, placed inside, was well-preserved, showing no signs of decay, maintaining his original appearance even after hundreds of thousands of years.
"Boke, I treated you as an ordinary friend, but I never knew you considered me your best friend. I can feel your longing for me from these words."
"I'm back. I never thought time would fly by so fast, that so much time would pass."
"Life, old age, sickness, and death are the natural order. I didn't intend to disturb you, but now… let you truly see me."
He spoke to the crystal coffin, muttering to himself.
The cleric, who had wanted to stop Lin Fan, heard his words and was stunned, his eyes wide with shock, as if heaven and earth had been split open. The impact was intense.
He understood.
He understood clearly.
The person in front of him had directly addressed the Pope by name, and he also heard that this person was the friend the Pope mentioned.
So, wasn't he… the father of the God of Light?
Just as he was in shock.
The world changed dramatically, and thick clouds enveloped the Temple of Light.
The elements between heaven and earth surged madly towards this location.
Such a huge commotion naturally alerted everyone in the Temple of Light.
Even the current Pope was alarmed.
Discovering that this energy was converging towards that location, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly rushed there. Who dared to act recklessly at the resting place of the Thirteenth Pope?
The Dragon God watched in astonishment.
Only one thought lingered in his mind…
Could it be that he was going to…