The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 580 Sacred Mountains
Moran is now heading to the holy city near Tianzhu Mountain in the sacred mountain range.

That's the only place in Valen where you can have a chance to meet angels without going into Paradise Mountain.

Although Paradise Mountain hangs upside down atop Tianzhu Mountain, it is tightly protected, forming its own space embedded in Tianzhu Mountain. Its only entrance is the Gate of Heaven.

Only angels, or "believers" recognized by angels, can pass through the gates of heaven to enter Mount Paradise.

Moran had initially planned to use a transformation potion to become an angel and infiltrate Heaven Mountain, but after truly understanding the situation of the Gates of Heaven, she realized that this method would be unlikely to succeed.

While transformation magic can give her the appearance of an angel, it cannot actually make her fly like an angel; the wings are merely decorative.

She entered the gates of heaven, but couldn't fly to Heavenly Mountain; that would only expose her immediately.

So we can only go to the Holy City and think of a solution first.

She temporarily used a transformation potion to turn herself into a blonde, golden-eyed witch, changed into a white robe with gold patterns, and disguised herself as a white witch.

Angels are all blonde and have golden eyes, and they also prefer pure white and bright gold. When angels preached under the name of the messengers of the God of Light, their appearance influenced the aesthetics of believers. Even now, in many parts of the Yara Empire, people still regard blonde and golden eyes as noble blood characteristics and platinum as a noble color.

Although most people on the continent of Valen now know that the gods are just a deception woven by angels to gain faith, even the Yara Empire only uses the Temple of Light as a tool to consolidate its rule. The temple is actually a private domain for some mages, and they no longer respect angels as messengers of the gods, but only maintain a friendly relationship with them.

The holy city outside the gates of heaven is no longer a city only devout believers are qualified to visit, but has become a free city truly governed by angel believers. In addition to many believers who truly believe in angels and subordinate races who rely on the protection of angels, there are also many spellcasters, travelers and merchants who are friendly with the element of light staying here.

However, the angels' preferences remained unchanged. Moran felt that dressing up as a white witch who conformed to the angels' aesthetic would make it easier for her to contact the angels and find ways to acquire knowledge of angelic faith magic and holy light magic.

Many white witches consider this place, where light spellcasters gather, an important stop on their travels. Moran's use of this identity is both natural and convenient for her to use her witch powers.

At least now, she doesn't have to trek across the sacred mountains like other races; she can simply sit on a flying carpet and comfortably fly through the air.

However, the Sacred Mountains have a unique topography. The light element has caused some mutations in the plants and animals here. There are also some species that have been passed down from Paradise Mountain. Moran will occasionally see magical materials that are not included in the Book of Cards. At this time, she will have to stop for a while to collect them, but not often.

The witches are amazing! They've already submitted samples of eight or nine out of ten materials from the continent of Valen.

Moran spends most of her time taking photos.

The information in books and the samples in cards are not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes. Moreover, the Sacred Mountains contain not only many magical materials with light attributes, but also some intelligent races that are attached to angels.

For example, the Winged Race, the Dawn Dwarves, the Light and Shadow Elves, and the Hermits.

These races are few in number, and their traces can only be found in the sacred mountains.

Moran specifically marked the gathering places of these races on the map, and the flying carpet's route included these places, even if it meant flying an extra distance.

When she saw a colorful cliff in the distance that resembled a giant prism, she activated the invisibility shield of her flying carpet in advance.

We're almost at the Light-Suspended Cliff, where the Winged Clan lives. The Light-Suspended Cliff is a nearly four-thousand-meter-long, almost vertical cliff face, its surface covered with countless light element crystals.

During the day, the light element crystals on the cliff face refract sunlight into a rainbow of seven colors, making it look like a giant, seven-colored prism at first glance.

At night, the light element crystals emit their own light, appearing from a distance like a hanging waterfall of stars.

Moran had seen pictures of the cliffs hanging in the light in Lord Tracy's "Travels in Valencia" and was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery in the pictures.

However, the Guangxuan Cliff can only be viewed from afar and cannot be approached up close.

Because of its extremely high altitude, the Guangxuan Cliff is constantly affected by rising air currents. Light elements gather on the cliff face to form golden vortex-like air currents. If the light element's affinity is not strong enough, simply getting close to it risks being pulverized into dust.

The Winged Tribe, who chose to live in such a place, were naturally extremely xenophobic.

Whether in the travelogues of witches or humans, the Winged Race is portrayed as a group of beings even more arrogant than angels. Anyone who enters within fifty miles of the Light-Suspended Cliff will be warned by the Winged Race as an intruder.

A line from a witch's travelogue perfectly encapsulates the Winged Race's character: "The Winged Race always looks down on the heavens, unless an angel stands before them."

Even the proud dragons regard the weak as ants, and even the indifferent angels take special care of their own kind.

But the Winged Ones can regard all races other than angels as ants, and filthy ants at that.

Even their own people are discriminated against if their wings have mixed colors.

The Winged Race is naturally affinityful with the element of light, excels in light magic, and also has many outstanding archers.

However, the Winged Race's light magic is far less powerful than that of angels, which is equivalent to human light mages, and their archers are also less powerful than elves.

In addition, their population is small; there is only one tribe of a thousand winged races in all of Valen. Their overall strength is very weak among the various intelligent races in Valen.

Such a race, which has no overwhelming advantage in strength and offends people everywhere, would probably have been wiped out long ago if it weren't for the fact that everyone is a fanatical believer in angels, protected by angels, and extremely reclusive, never wandering outside the sacred mountains.

Moran only wanted to see the strange scenery of the light-suspended cliff and didn't want to argue with the arrogant winged people, so he went into hiding in advance.

Arriving at the best vantage point on the suspended cliff recommended by Lady Tracy, Moran stopped the flying carpet.

It was nearing dusk, and the light hanging from the cliff reflected the colors of the setting sun.

The winged nests, which were originally indistinct in the rainbow light, gradually became clearer as the returning winged creatures were brought to their nests.

On the cliff face, layers of translucent crystal nests in the shape of water droplets are connected by narrow crystal corridors, almost blending into the light element crystals covering the entire cliff. If it weren't for the winged creatures flying between the cliffs returning to their nests, one wouldn't be able to tell where the entrance is.