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"Haha, dear warrior, I am the most popular priest in this mysterious realm!" The priest had a peculiar smile on his face as he introduced himself, "My services are top-notch and very unique. As long as you have enough gold coins, I can bring you heavenly blessings."
His voice fluctuated in pitch, making it hard to hold back laughter. Every movement he made carried a sense of playfulness and exaggeration, making it unbelievable yet irresistibly infectious.
"You see, this world is filled with the unknown and danger. However, as long as you have gold coins, I can make you feel safe and warm, just like a mother's embrace," the priest said, dramatically mimicking a cradling motion. Then he suddenly became very serious. "Remember, gold coins are the bridge to happiness, and I am the worker who builds that bridge."
He seemed to thoroughly enjoy his performance, laughing to himself as he spoke. Suddenly, he leaned closer to Ironclad and said mysteriously, "Do you know? As long as you give me some gold coins, I can pray for you, bringing you divine protection so that you remain unharmed in your upcoming adventures. Would you like to try? Just a few insignificant gold coins can grant you invaluable protection."
His expression became very serious, but the exaggeration in his tone and the humor in his eyes made people unable to help but want to laugh out loud. And the appearance of a small wooden box in his hand, labeled with the three big characters "donation box," made people even more unable to hold back their laughter.
The pastor's movements were full of drama, and he seemed to greatly enjoy the process. His fingers drew strange symbols in the air, and his body swayed to a musical rhythm, as if a mysterious and ancient melody was flowing in the air. He loudly recited the prayers' incantations, and his voice seemed to traverse time and space, bringing a mysterious power.
Suddenly, a dazzling holy light descended from the heavens, shining directly upon Ironclad. The holy light was warm and gentle, illuminating the surrounding space as well as the hope within Ironclad's heart. As the holy light enveloped him, he felt a warm power flowing into his body; the stinging pain and soreness gradually faded away, and a newfound strength coursed through him, bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort and security.
His wounds healed rapidly under the nurturing glow of the holy light. The deep cuts and injuries gradually faded in its radiance, new skin growing over the wounds, replacing the damaged areas. He could even feel the pain and discomfort dissipating along with the holy light, replaced by a surge of vitality and strength.
The priest's prayer had concluded, and the holy light gradually faded away, leaving Ironclad with a renewed vitality and strength. The priest looked at Ironclad with an even brighter smile, saying, "See, this is the blessing of the divine! How do you feel, my friend?" His tone was filled with confidence and joy, clearly pleased with the effect his "service" had brought to Ironclad.
Ironclad bowed deeply to the priest in gratitude. The priest's smile was warm and friendly; he seemed very willing to help Ironclad. He waved his hand dismissively, indicating that there was no need for thanks, and confidently said, "Don't worry, warrior, we will meet again! The light of the divine will shine upon you once more." His tone was imbued with a mysterious yet reassuring power.
Then, the priest clasped his hands together and slowly placed them on his chest, a look of reverence and sanctity spreading across his face. He closed his eyes, his lips moving gently as if he were whispering a prayer. A soft glow began to emanate around his body, a warm and purifying light that made one feel as though their soul was being baptized.
Before long, suddenly, a brighter holy light descended from above, shining directly upon the priest. This light was like a divine gaze, its brilliance enveloping the entire room, making everything appear so pure and sacred. The halo of the holy light danced in the air, seemingly freezing time and space. In that moment, Ironclad could even feel a sacred and magnificent power flowing around the priest, instilling a sense of awe.
Then, the holy light gradually converged, but the figure of the priest vanished within it, leaving behind a mysterious and sacred atmosphere that lingered in the air. It seemed as if the warm and friendly laughter of the priest still resonated in the space, giving a sense of some mysterious protection.
Ironclad looked in astonishment at the place where the priest had disappeared, filled with gratitude and reverence. He bowed once more to the spot where the priest had been, then turned and continued on his journey.
As Ironclad continued to ascend to the next level of the Spire, he could feel the atmosphere around him growing heavier and more mysterious. With each step forward, he was drawing closer to the end of this area and the secrets of the Spire. A determined and resolute light flickered in his eyes; every challenge made him stronger and brought him closer to the truth.
The symbols in the stairwell had indeed become more obscure and difficult to decipher, seemingly containing some kind of mysterious power of the Spire. These symbols flickered on the walls, each one appearing to seal away ancient and enigmatic forces. Ironclad attempted to understand them, but he knew that unraveling the secrets of these symbols would require time and profound insight. He noted down these symbols, silently resolving to return and decipher their mysteries when he had the opportunity.
As he delved deeper, the surrounding environment gradually transformed. The original stone walls and cold air were replaced by an even older and more mysterious atmosphere. Ironclad also sensed that the exploration of this area was nearing its end. Each layer's conclusion signified a new beginning, as well as a closer possibility of breaking the curse. His heart was filled with anticipation and the unknown of adventure. He knew that each layer's challenge was a key to getting closer to the truth, and he looked forward to unraveling the mystery behind the spire, as well as putting an end to this endless curse.
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