The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1743 The Holy Light's Guidance
As noon approached, the archbishops could no longer stand it.

Owen panted heavily and took two steps forward out of breath: "Three seniors, it's almost noon. We are all tired. Let's take a rest and eat something."

The three old monks looked back at the archbishops who looked miserable, with very unhappy expressions on their faces.

"Okay, just go and rest under the shade of the trees in front for an hour."

There was no other way. Seeing that everyone was extremely tired, Seymour had no choice but to compromise.

The archbishops were overjoyed and crawled to the shade of the trees. They picked up the water and food they had brought with them and wolfed them down without caring about their image.

At this time, on the top of the mountain in the distance, there were several hidden figures looking at these embarrassed people.

Ye Feng shook his head and sneered: "These guys are really too weak."

"The body is not their strong point." Essex smiled slightly, "Besides, these people are used to enjoying themselves."

"Let's wait for work and start work tonight." Ye Feng said flatly.

"The leader of the alliance is wise." Prince Fred praised, "But, how to lead them to Tagen?"

"It's very simple. Take out the scarab and they will definitely sense it." Ye Feng smiled fiercely.

Essex nodded: "Lord Leader, let's go to Tagen first."

"Let's go." Ye Feng nodded, and his figure disappeared from the place quietly.

After resting for a while, Seymour stood up, glanced at the archbishops who were staggering tiredly, and said coldly: "It's getting late, we should set off."

Owen's face turned bitter: "Senior, the sun is scorching now, so we'd better rest for a while."

"Don't forget the mission you have shouldered." Stanley was very dissatisfied. "The Lord is watching you in heaven. Are you going to express your loyalty to the Lord with this attitude?"

The bishops were so ashamed that they gritted their teeth and stood up one after another.

"Let's go, climb over this mountain, and let's find a place to rest." Terrence comforted the archbishops somewhat reluctantly.

"For the Lord, we can even dedicate our lives. This hard work is nothing. Let's cheer up." Although Owen was complaining in his heart, his face was full of excitement.

The archbishops cheered up and continued to move forward.

After nightfall, the group set up several large tents under a cliff with a mountain to protect them from the wind, preparing to spend the night.

Outside the tent, several blazing bonfires were lit, flickering under the howling mountain wind.

The pampered archbishops gathered around the fire, enjoying the warmth and feeling that their cold bodies were much warmer.

Although the simple foods such as bread and milk they carried with them were difficult to swallow, due to the strong hunger, the archbishops had no choice but to grit their teeth and close their eyes, and reluctantly stuffed them into their bellies.

However, the three old monks chewed and drank slowly, with happy expressions on their faces, which made people envious of their good appetites.

"Ouch..."

Faintly, the howling sound of wild wolves could be heard in the howling mountain wind, which made the archbishops feel a little terrified.

After barely filling their stomachs, the archbishops were so exhausted that their upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Owen barely managed to hold himself up and came to the three old monks and said respectfully: "Three seniors, you have worked hard during the day. Please rest early."

"You go to sleep first, and we will pray for a while." Terrence waved his hand.

Owen stepped back and called the archbishops, who had been waiting impatiently, to get into the tent one after another.

Within 2 minutes, a series of snoring sounds came from the tent.

Stanley smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Believers today are far worse than before."

"Alas..." Seymour and Terrence sighed.At this moment, suddenly, the three old monks felt a familiar throbbing, and the three of them looked in the same direction almost at the same time.

A ray of holy light suddenly penetrated the sky not far from the east.

The three old monks stood up together, their faces ecstatic.

"It must be the holy light emitted by the scarab!" Seymour's voice trembled.

"Quick, let's go find him right away." Stanley also became excited.

The archbishops who had just fallen asleep also sensed the powerful holy light and rushed out of the tent one after another.

"It must be the scarab...we finally found it..." The archbishops looked ecstatic.

Just when everyone was excited, the holy light soaring into the sky suddenly disappeared strangely, as if it was snatched away by a giant hand.

"What's going on? Hurry, we'll set off immediately. We must find the sacred artifact first." Seymour shouted nervously.

"Then our tent..." An archbishop was still a little confused about the importance.

"No, don't waste even a minute, let's go!"

The three old monks turned into three holy white lights and shot into the sky, flying towards the approximate location where the holy light appeared.

The archbishops did not dare to delay at the moment and drove away with the Holy Light.

The Tagen Mountain area is surrounded by dense forests, but in the middle is a patch of uneven rocks.

The group of holy lights suddenly pressed their heads in the air and then landed downwards.

Three old monks and members of the religious order appeared on the ground.

Everyone immediately started searching, as if eager to find the scarab at a glance.

"That's weird, it should be here?" Seymour looked confused when he didn't find the sacred artifact.

"Well, I don't know why the holy light suddenly broke off, otherwise it would be easy to find." Stanley also frowned a little.

"It doesn't matter, we can use the holy light to sense the sacred artifact." Terrence was still very confident.

"Okay, let's get started." Seymour nodded.

The three old monks sat cross-legged. In the eyes of the archbishops, who were slightly confused and expectant, the three old monks suddenly burst out with rays of holy light. The holiness and majesty were like angels descending.

Then, the three old monks quickly rose into the air in the peaceful holy light, solemnly chanting mysterious syllables.

Along with the chanting, thousands of holy lights poured down from the sky like waterfalls and began to envelope the entire Tagen Mountain area.

Just as everyone was waiting expectantly for the scarab to appear, there was no response from the surroundings.

It didn't last long, the holy light in the sky disappeared, and the three old monks landed on the ground, each of them looking confused.

"How is it possible? The holy weapon is obviously nearby, why can't it be detected?" Seymour looked in disbelief.

"Yes, with our strength, we should be able to find it." Terrence was also puzzled.

"Did the dark creatures take the lead?" Stanley was a little worried.

Owen shook his head and said, "Probably not. We came so quickly and didn't find any movement. The sacred artifact must still be around here."

"Yes, is there some kind of seal?" Seymour looked suspicious, "Everyone, look around and be careful."

"Yes." The archbishops dispersed.

(End of this chapter)