1603 Power Harnessed

In no time, Java was brought into the heart of the Holy ground.

The building before him was the largest in the entire Lampe.

It was a true historical sight to behold, one that many Adonis followers were proud of.

Java proceeded up the massive outdoor 50-step stairs to the building's main entrance.

This building was not only the 2nd tallest in Lampe but the broadest one too.

Here, there were over 400 rooms and halls of various sizes. But the entire ground floor was a place for worship, gatherings, and massive meeting holdings.

The money he entered, Java knelt before a towering gold statue.

This was Adonis's symbolic appearance.

He calmly said a brief prayer before heading further into the space and up the stairways at the far end of the ground floor.

"Heir, your father is waiting for you at the main research Hall."

"Hmmm." Java nodded, calmly advancing with his hands behind his back.

Butterflies churned in his belly as a wave of uneasiness swept across his body.

The person he respected the most in this world was his father, the Supreme one.

He hasn't seen his father for 6 years now. As Heir, he also had to watch himself while in the outside world, lest he got caught.

The last time he saw his father was when the old man visited him in Veinitta.

Only a handful of people knew what his father looked like. Even those in Lampe didn't know. The only ones who could recognize his father were those at the very top of power.

It was the same for him. At this moment, he too wore a unique mask only worn by the Adonis heir.

The mask was similar to a crown in that there were particular types and designs he was allowed to wear. And any who saw this would immediately know his status.

Of course, to prevent frauds from popping up now and then, there was a special seal and other accessories embedded on his mask.

Again, those escorting him also wore special garments and had strange taties to identify his status.

In particular cities, some knew what the heir looked like. These people were the Supreme One's most trusted men. And anytime news of the heir arrived, they must confirm if this heir was truly a real one or a fake.

All in all, so much protocol went into checking Java's identity, from hidden password messages to secret meetings and so on.

One would have better luck impersonating a man of cloth than the actual Heir or the Supreme one.

That would be suicide. And again, every time the heir is about to enter Adonis, they must send word ahead of time at least twice before they arrive.

So how would it be feasible for the heir to arrive without anyone knowing? Not possible!

Any 'heir' that suddenly arrives without informing them would be too suspicious.

So far, no one has ever impersonated Java.

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"The Heir is here!"

Someone within the hall exclaimed, seeing Java enter the Main research hall.

Oh?

A burly masked man calmly turned around, and everyone in Java's group went to their knees.

The man's aura was choking and his very being too majestic for their eyes alone.

"Father."

Java slowly walked towards his father, bowing humbly. This was the man he looked up to the most.

His father, the Supreme one!

The golden-masked man waved his hands casually. "Rise."

Everyone stood, and the burly man placed a hand on Java's shoulders.

"My heir... You're truly a blessed sign acknowledged by Adonis himself. Look... Look over there... There lies the one we acquired, the one we now call the Holy feather!"

Java's eyes shot open, seeing the golden glow coming from the far end of the hall.

F***!

Did it really do this?

There was a massive hole on the floor that looked as though some massive monster had smashed into the ground

It looked like the work of an ancient beast in infancy. You have to know that in ancient times, there were beasts that could use humans as toothpicks. For sure, there were still gigantic beasts around, but none as huge as back then.

The hall took up 1/5th of the already huge room.

Java smacked his lips in disbelief. This was too exaggerated, right?

(?π?)

Looking around the incredible hole, he could see a newly built stairway beside the hole. In just these 2 days, they had rushed to create this stairway.

"Surprised, aren't you?"

Java nodded blankly.

When they told him about the feather's weight, he still had reservations about how true the matter was. But seeing the hole formed gave his mind a shock.

Hell! As they say, seeing is believing.

It was funny to say that when transporting it on ground floor, the weight wasn't so heavy and could be pulled by several horses and wagons transported via road with better ease.

But when they wanted to move it from ground floor to the second floor, this disaster happened — The hole in the ground.

It was also stimulated that the feather fell on a surface due for maintenance, which led to an even bigger crack.

It's true that their buildings typically stood for hundreds of thousands of years, akin to how castle walls could stand.

But these buildings were not without cracks and dents, needing maintenance every 500 years or so.

The floors were built 5 times thicker than modern ones, and the walls even more sturdier.

So it's not a surprise they can last for ages, seeing as Medieval people skimmed on any resources, especially when all buildings were built like forts to keep invaders away.

It seems the feather fell on a weak spot, leading to the giant hole Java now stared at.

But this wasn't where his mind was at.

Down below was the glowing feather that was now immersed in a pool of water.

The Supreme One smiled underneath his mask.

"Son, we've discovered a way to harness its powers."