Pivot of the Sky: 028, Nietzsche is dead (below)

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Nietzsche was clearly trying to find death, but his roar made Gerlie's heart tremble, as if something was clenched. Gore is the priest in the Temple of Enril. Enril is the Master of Gods that Hattier and the Assyrian Kingdom believe in, and it is also the **** that Gore has always believed in. And listening to the words of the old maniac, this disaster was actually brought by Enlil, and this **** is now on the cloud!

Gollie could n’t believe his eyes, let alone what he heard. The old madman flew into the sky, and immediately there were countless lightnings attracted and split, and a bright golden wire lit up around him, which was the golden band of light emitted by the staff, which led away like a dense net. Lightning.

Nietzsche is more than 150 years old this year, and has been practicing divine magic for more than 120 years. Although he has never been able to upgrade to a ninth-level magician, he has a very strong mana. This storm of thunder and lightning could not help him for a while. Seeing that he had flown into the clouds, the thick electric snake that flashed constantly between black clouds rolls was the deadliest threat.

At this time, Collie suddenly widened his eyes, and he discovered an incredible thing. Some of the most violent winds and thunderbolts in the clouds seemed to be manipulated by someone, but they all avoided Nietzsche's body.

Nietzsche flew in the direction of the Syrian Plateau, waving his staff with impunity, thousands of gold filaments flying around, and violently tearing the black clouds with thunder and lightning, it seems that he wants to poke the sky into a hole, Open a channel abruptly to pull out the **** on the cloud!

"Enlil, you filthy, timid pig! Why not dare to face a mortal, are you afraid? The clouds in the sky are shaking, are you shaking in front of me!" Nietzsche seemed Searching for traces in the sky, he began to yell and yell at nothing.

Gollie was trembling involuntarily, even the staff in his hand was trembling slightly, but he had never heard anyone dare to curse the gods like this. Nietzsche scolded and didn't care. He did this to beg for death, but he wanted the gods on the cloud to take action in person.

A majestic voice finally came from the air: "You madman dare to offend me so much! Do you really think I dare not kill you? Poor mortal, you don't know the secrets of gods!"

Goldlie wanted to kneel subconsciously. This voice had an indescribable sense of oppression in his soul. Although he had never heard it, he instantly knew that the speaker was the **** he had always believed in. Enlil, this feeling is indescribable.

The old maniac laughed aloud: "Enlil, the great **** worshipped by countless people, you are finally scolded by me! ... Come and see if I can hurt you, I hope you do n’t dodge Don't be afraid. "

The old maniac laughed and flew towards the place where the sound came, launching the strongest blow. He threw the staff in his hand, bursting into a dazzling golden light in the air, and almost torn apart all the black clouds that enveloped the town of Duque. At this moment, Gore seemed to see a person standing above the clouds, no! It should be said that it is a god.

Nietzsche finally saw the **** and sent the strongest blow to the **** on the cloud. He did n’t even need a staff and did n’t care if he would fall from the sky. Gore also saw the dim figure of the god, but only for a short moment, followed by countless thick lightning from all directions, accompanied by a thunderous thunder.

Gollie could not see anything clearly and could not hear anything in the next moment. The Nietzsche in the sky turned into a fire, and it was as bright as the sun in an instant, and it quickly disappeared.

Soon, everything returned to its original state, and the ripped black clouds regrouped, and floods and rainstorms were still raging. Suddenly there was a violent shaking in the blue boat, and Ge Lie almost failed to control his mana in a huge shock. He recovered and hurriedly waved his staff to regain control of this instrument.

"Great Enlil, I believe in you with the oath of this life, but I am fortunate to see you. This is the case .... Is this disaster really brought by you? Are you crazy! ... Nietzsche, you Just die like this? No one can save you before the wrath of the gods. "As soon as Gore turned his staff, the blue boat turned around and sighed in the direction of the Syrian city-state. Duke town that has disappeared in the flood.

He saw a bizarre scene again. A crystal-clear thing flew out of the water. It was a piece of magic stone. These are not the **** stones in the mountains, but the miners in Duque Town have already mined them, some have not been turned over to the city-state, some are privately kept by people, and there are a lot of **** stones in the shrine of Duque Town. At the moment, they were photographed by a magical force and flew into the clouds.

Do the gods of aloof and above mundane things also need **** stones? Human wealth should be meaningless to them, but Gorek knew that the role of the divine stone was not only expensive currency, but also an intermediary of divine art. If the power of divine art was too strong, it might even destroy the divine stone. Do gods use divine stones to make up for the consumption of power?

On the way back, the turbulent torrent naturally could n’t stop the blue boat controlled by an eighth-level great magician, but Ge Lie always condensed all the mana and did n’t dare to relax, as if he was guarding something terrible. s things.

The blue boat drifted for two hundred miles along the waves, and actually came directly under the city of Syria. At this time, the city of Syria surrounded by high walls has become a huge isolated island in the flood. The big water spreads from the northeast direction, and there are no fields on all sides, and it will soon reach the root of the wall. The gates of each city have been closed, and grass bags filled with earth were built in the gate to prevent flooding.

Gollie's staff took a boatman directly to the city wall, and then beckoned back the blue boat. The magical instrument was restored to a length of more than one foot. The blue water center is still intact, but the four **** stones inlaid on both sides have been covered with cracks, and then removed into pieces.

Xiao Mo and his assistant have been anxiously waiting on the Eastern Border tower, seeing Goreet returning safely, and hurriedly came forward and said: "Honorable Archigenist, you finally come back! It ’s been a long time since the floods have gone. It has engulfed half of the wilderness of the Syrian city-state, and our city is also surrounded by heavy water .... Look, this water is still rising! "

Crying out of his voice, if Ge Lie does n’t come back, he may even have thoughts of jumping over the city wall. But Gore was too late to talk too much nonsense, and immediately commanded: "Gather all the magicians in the city!"

Wallet replied: "The magician? They lead everyone to pray to Lord Enril in the temple."

Gollie could n’t explain anything, so she shouted: “Prayer is too late, gather quickly, and lay out the greatest magical array possible .... Governor Xiao Mo, you will bring all of the Syrian temple All the holy stones in the cellar are taken out, including all the holy stones in the vault of the city-state finance department. They are arranged around the city wall .... Wallet, you can go to the wall to form an array. The simplest protective magic array is enough. Those **** stones are placed where they can be excited. "

Xiao Mo stunned: "The place of the Syrian city-state, all the **** stones?"

Wallett was also shocked and inexplicably said: "Even if a circle of magical defensive formations are formed along the city walls, it is impossible to inspire the power of such a great magical formation, and it is impossible to retreat from the flood?"

Gollie waved his hand: "I didn't even want to fully stimulate the power of this large formation, even if it only stimulated a few tenths, telling all the magicians to save mana, just to ensure that all the **** stones Being in a state of being inspired by mana, blending with the magic circle .... Go ahead, this is the order! Let Kosman manage magic circle. "

At this moment, Raphael panted up the wall and shouted: "Dear teacher, Cosman is gone, he took his family with his advanced flying reel and the flying implement. Before leaving, I left a message saying that I returned to Wangdu to report the disaster and apply for rescue. "

Xiao Mo stomped and said: "The report of the disaster and the application for rescue should have been ordered by Lord Goliet and me. How can he go to Wangdu privately? It was clear that he fled with his family! ... I saw him yesterday In the temple, he tried to predict the magic arts and wanted to speculate on the ending of the Syrian city-state in the flood. Does he think that the city-state will be destroyed by the flood? "

Wallett scolded: "Only he can use the prophecy magic? Want to speculate on such a big event? What a shame ..."

Gollie did n’t have much time to wave, interrupting everyone ’s words, and rushed to Raphael, his youngest disciple: “I ’ll send you to Wangdu to report the disaster and apply for rescue from the nearby city-state. Support the scroll, catch up with Cosman with the white scroll, without asking a word, kill him directly with the golden scroll, and then go to the nearest city-state and return to the capital all the way. "

He shook his hands and took out two very small magic scrolls less than three inches long, one white and one gold scroll, together with another advanced air magic scroll that was not previously used. Phil. Then he said to Xiao Mo with a sullen face: "The high priest of the Syrian Temple, Kosman, left the post without permission and fled from the battlefield. I have ordered direct killing and announced the news to the whole city."

After saying this, the great magician seemed tired, and walked down the city wall with his staff. Xiao Mo shouted behind him: "Great Archer, where are you going?"

Wallet also shouted: "Dear teacher, Cosman has escaped. Who will come to the magical array on the manage city wall?"

Gollie walked down the city wall and replied: "Wallett, you are already the strongest magician here except me. You come to manage, you do n’t have to force too much power. It ’s okay .... Governor, you sent all the magicians to the city wall. I want to pray to Enril alone in the temple. No one should disturb. "

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