The Secret of the Undead

In the end, Benjamin carefully put away the ginkgo leaf and returned to the laboratory, deep in thought.

Maurice seemed not to know much about this key either, but The Church's inheritance... that was something Benjamin had never expected.

Could it be that every generation of The Church could use it to obtain immensely powerful strength from the Elemental Plane?

He found it difficult to imagine how that was done. As far as he knew, only he and the fourth-generation Pope had opened up a Consciousness Space for meditation; everyone else learned divine arts in the normal manner. Surely they could not have entered the Elemental Plane and, like Benjamin had back then, stolen all sorts of miscellaneous things from there?

What was even more astonishing was that The Church had turned it into a regular method.

It was easy to imagine that Grant possessed his current overwhelming strength perhaps because he had inherited some power from the so-called "Divine Realm," allowing him to match Benjamin's highly advanced meditation method and the boosts from his many fortuitous encounters. Otherwise, there was no way he should have become this strong.

Benjamin now understood why The Church had been willing to pay such a tremendous price to recover the key—it was practically the root of their lives, wasn't it?

Holding the ginkgo leaf in his hand, he could not help feeling somewhat tense.

Now that he had returned to the academy, he had also removed the Anti-Magic Bubble wrapped around the leaf. The Church should be able to use certain methods to determine the leaf's approximate location, and they... would absolutely not let this go.

At that moment, Benjamin took out the voice-transmitting wooden chip and sent messages to his contacts in the other nations. They had to warn the kings and