Gordon considered leaving the volcano ten minutes ago.

Howling sea storms hit from the east, both tsunamis and hurricanes, and the docks of Calando bore the brunt of the storm.

The torrential rain from the storm created a huge and wide rain curtain that shrouded the coastal city, the capital of freedom, in its shadow.

Countless sleeping residents, awakened by the howling of the wind that could burst through the glass, hurriedly looked at the window, the incomparably deep, nightmarish gray sky.

The crackling raindrops, and the howling wind, smashed down on the windows, and the ping-pong made these people full of doubts.

It's okay today, why did the rainstorm come so quickly?

There are many old fishermen who have been at sea for many years.

But when he saw the gigantic giant bird swooping down from the shadows of the seaside sky, all doubts and curiosity were gone, replaced by panic and fear.

Especially after the giant bird chirped louder than thunder, many residents who were close to it covered their ears in pain, wailing and rolling on the ground, and any fragile items in the room, pots and pans, windows, and ceramics were also shattered.

But fortunately, in less than a second, an extremely vast curtain of holy light appeared on the side of the temple area.

After lighting up the gray sky, the howl of Storm Beamon was cut out.

All the inhabitants looked at the holy light that stretched across the sky, and knew that it was the powerful professional of the temple who had struck.

Especially those who take risks, the experience is a little deeper.

They speculated that it might be the chief priest of a temple, or a role like a high priest.

Anyway, the power of the pure holy light that can envelop the entire Karandu is no longer something that ordinary [Legendary] can unleash.

In fact, it is.

Temple area, Temple Square.

Under the majestic rain curtain, a white light shield shrouded a group of people from the wind and rain.

Men in the most gorgeous costumes, burly men in red and white armor, or white-bearded old men in plain robes, and women standing with graceful figures and gorgeous faces, etc.

They all stood around a makeshift altar, each standing in one direction.

Although they wear different costumes and have different emblems, they all share a common identity.

That's the man who spoke in the temples of Karando.

Roles such as bishops, high priests, high priests, etc., who are in charge of Karando's mission and the affairs of the church.

Although their status is not as good as that of God's chosen people, the archbishop, they are still a small group of people who are very close to the gods.

You know, if it weren't for the Devil's Ceremony, it is estimated that so many high-ranking professionals would not have returned to Karando to discuss, and there are actually few bishops who have been stationed in Karandu City for a long time.

For the most part, they have their own tasks and affairs, and they are far busier than the average cultist, especially during this time when the gods are out of response.

After all, if they are divided according to the class level of adventurers, they are at least the strength of seventh-order [heroes].

And they can't use common sense to look at them with the gods behind them.

After all, they can not only pray for miracles, but also borrow the power of the gods by using the artifacts enshrined in the temple.

The strength is basically far beyond that of ordinary professionals.

If you go all out, you won't have a problem wrestling your wrist with some [legendary creatures].

If it was normal and the storm dared to hit Karandu, then naturally there was no problem.

Maybe the followers of the Lord of the Dawn will be able to take over this work alone.

But this is no longer the case, as the gods no longer answer the prayers of believers today.

No matter how much they pleaded, sacrificed, or held great events to please the gods, they did not receive the slightest feedback from the gods, as if they had not heard.

Therefore, we can only get together and fight against strong enemies.

Besides, they can see that this storm Beamon is not aimed at Karandu.

Rather, it is a shrine located in the temple area of Karando.

Among them, a believer in the goddess of the moon, Suren, is a high priest named Michenes.

Her perception was even more sensitive, and she actually sensed the smell of darkness and shadows from behind this storm Beamon.

That's the power that belongs to Shar.

So when the bishop and priests first gathered, they were suspicious that all this might have been done by the priests who believed in Shar.

They performed a ritual to summon Storm Beamon, who was on an alien plane.

In order to destroy their temples and cities, to please their goddess, Shar.

At the time, there were still people who didn't believe it, after all, although the priest of Shar was crazy, he would not have done such a thing.

But when they thought about it.

Just as the gods no longer answer the prayers of believers today, perhaps the priests of Shar are also experiencing it.

And for the sake of pleasing the gods, those lunatics who worship destruction will certainly not be able to accept the loss of contact with the goddess.

So, it's not impossible to do these things.

In the past, they could obtain divine power by praying to the gods every day, but now the divine power of the prayer gods themselves has not increased in the slightest.

On the contrary, there are some signs of regression.

Even Pastor Shar is probably in a hurry.

After all, if this continues, they may all have a downward grade in their profession and will not be able to cast high-level magic spells.

At that time, it will not be a trivial matter.

Therefore, even if there is no such thing as Storm Beamon today, maybe these bishops will gather together spontaneously.

Discuss something that hasn't happened in almost a thousand years.

The loss of feedback from the gods is an ominous sign, especially these days of turmoil.

First, there was a turmoil in the blue dragon of the Great Desert of Surir, and then according to the information brought back by the hired adventurers, the temple of Tiamat was actually found there.

Then the day before yesterday, the devil's ritual appeared in the aristocratic district, and a duke was sacrificed on the spot, and the holy warriors searched in the city for the past few days, but found nothing.

Then there is the sudden storm of Beamon tonight, and the storm is coming to Calando, and the city of freedom is in danger.

One by one, one by one, all prove something.

Even the bishop of Shuna, who usually has no half a point on his face.

Now, looking at the darkness outside the city, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hang a trace of worry, and the mirror she held in her hand was shining brightly, reaching to the sky.

The curtain of light that had just banished the noise of the storm and the hurricane of the storm was emanating from this mirror.

This is an artifact given to them by Shuna, called the [Mirror of Love and Beauty].

It is said that once Shuna used this mirror to dress up.

The divine power contained in the mirror can easily be displayed by any priest who believes in Him, and the divine magic carried by the artifact itself.

This is one of them, the Divine Technique of the Eight-Ring Priest [Holy Aura]

It can create a shield to expel and protect against evil, and all evil will be extinguished before this curtain of holy light.

Look at Storm Beamon, who is being held out.

The bishop of the Wojin Temple first took out a gold coin enshrined under the shrine and looked solemnly at the other temple priests.

"Let's go, everyone!"

Now that it is impossible to call the gods, it is also possible to borrow the divine power of the artifact left by the gods to expel this storm Beamon.

They didn't look panicked, at best they were worried.

The howling wind outside only calmed their minds more.

When the other bishops heard this, they also took out the objects containing divine power in the temple.

This is one of the necessary parts of the ritual of preparing the altar.

Objects containing divine power are used to display divine power by replacing the loss of gold coins and other losses.

This is a more extravagant behavior.

After all, every object that contains divine power needs the response of the gods.

With items containing divine powers, they are thrown into the center of the temporary altar.

The engraved magic patterns on the altar began to light up, and the inlaid gems also glowed with colorful light.

As the altar runs, twisted.

At the moment when the curtain of light shattered, the threat of the storm swept over Karando once again.

A seven-colored pillar of light with holiness was lit up by the temple area in an instant, and the seven-colored pillar of light penetrated the heavens and the earth.

The whole of Karando is illuminated as if it were day, and the surfaces of all the buildings are bathed in holy grace, standing tall under the storm.

The Nine Rings Divine Technique [Miracle Technique], which is juxtaposed with the legendary spells, has appeared.

And the priests, bishops, and priests also spoke their prayers to the pillar of colorful light.

"Pray to the gods! protect Karando from being destroyed by Storm Beamon, and drive it out of here until it disappears, never to return!"

This is their wish to prevent the [Miracle Technique] from requiring too much divine power.

They didn't let Storm Beamon disappear on the spot, but banished them, after all, this otherworldly creature always has a time limit on the main material plane.

When their prayers were spoken, different voices rang in their minds at the same time, and they were all happy.

This means that their prayers were answered by the gods, and they agreed.

"Praise be to our lords, praise be to the gods!"

All the temple personnel knelt on the ground one after another, enjoying the response given to them by the gods for a long time, and did not hesitate to say any words of praise.

It was at this very moment.

The seven-colored pillar of light changed like a dough, instantly splitting into two streams, one light turned into a shield of holy light hundreds of meters high, and the other turned into a golden light spear tens of meters long.

The shield of light then flashed away, appearing out of thin air in front of Karando, and plunged straight into the mouth of the docks.

Intercept all tsunamis and hurricanes at sea and don't let them advance for half a minute.

So much so that the following scene appeared.

Outside, the waves were monstrous, and the waves of hundreds of meters slapped on the shield one after another, but the dense ships docked in the dock area did not move, only the fine rain curtain sprinkled on the sea surface of the dock area, rippling a little.

That light shield directly split them into two worlds.

And the spear shot like a comet, at the storm Beamon, who was trying to leave.

It was huge, hundreds of feet long, with two wings pierced directly by the golden spear.

The divine power attached to the spear caused its wings to burn to ashes in three seconds, revealing scarlet flesh and flesh wriggling at the base of its wings.

The corrosion and severed wings of this divine power made it hiss louder than before, but the hiss was filled with pathos and pain.

But Storm Beamon still wouldn't leave, but after a few attempts, it found that it couldn't break through the shield of light that enveloped Karando.

Until the next golden spear rises from the altar with a spear tip.

The furious storm Beamon glanced at Karando's temple unwillingly, waving its four remaining wings and flying unwillingly in the direction it came.

There, too, there was an unfinished offering.

While flying, Storm Beamon made some late discoveries.

The divine power of that golden spear was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, making it impossible to recover its proud regenerative ability on its own.

To recover, you need to devour a huge amount of flesh.

Although the priest of Shar was already waiting for it to enjoy it at the altar, it could not wait that far, although the distance of thousands of miles was only a matter of ten minutes for it to fly at full speed.

But this divine power made it a little hungry.

So, it began to scan the sea below the clouds with eyes sharper than an eagle.

It wants to catch a whale or a dragon beast that rises in the sea to replenish its energy, and it doesn't mind if there is a bronze dragon.

But it was engulfed in a storm, and the movement was so big.

Basically, the normal intelligent creatures in the neighborhood are hiding in the depths of the sea, where they will still swim in the storm.

So, Storm Beamon flew for more than twenty miles and found nothing, just as it wanted to fly all back to the altar to enjoy its food.

It saw an island surrounded by rocks a few miles away.

And on the island, in the most central volcanic area, there is a giant octopus that is not too small.

Ing...... Moving in and out of a volcano with tentacles?

That's not what Storm Beamon is concerned about, though.

It swallowed quickly, its wings intensified, and its flight speed was a little faster, and it flew towards the island.

It once ate octopus meat.

The smell of tentacles writhing and struggling within its body fascinated it.

But large octopuses are harder to find than whales and dragons, and they stay in the deep sea for a long time.

So basically not part of its daily recipes.

But I didn't expect it to be found on land this time, and I have to say that it suddenly felt a little lucky.

Thinking of this, Storm Beamon did not hesitate at all.

Less than a mile away from the island, it tilted its head and swooped down on the giant octopus that was slowly wriggling on the volcano, waving its tentacles.

A huge shadow, with a storm, fell from the dark clouds......

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When the cat-like scout sent by Gordon to find out what's going on outside the volcano comes back to report back to it.

Gordon felt like he had heard the biggest joke of his life.

"What! You said that the giant octopus just now flew in the sky and was taken away by a strange bird?"

"Do you know how big that octopus is! Forty feet long tentacles.....

"How big that bird has to be!"

"You think I'll be able to see it when I go out now?"

Curious, Gordon poked his head out of the exit, and its dark golden pupils immediately condensed into a line.

What the cat-like scout said is true!

Gordon saw the mighty octopus in the distance, being grabbed by a huge, wounded four-winged monster bird that was grasping its squid-like head like a doll, and the monster bird, eating the tentacles of the giant octopus as it flew back.

One by one, it's like eating French fries.

It wasn't until the four-winged bird disappeared into the sky that Gordon dared to come out.

Then Gordon returned to the original crater entrance.

The ground was littered with fragments of fish-like limbs and feather debris in one place.

There are a few of them who are not yet dead, and the most eye-catching of them is a fish-shaped man in gorgeous costumes who is squirming and crawling down the mountain, and only the upper half of its body remains, which is particularly miserable.

It was the familiar Fishman Chieftain......

Gordon hurriedly went over to mend the knife and helped the strange bird with the aftermath, and then it looked around at the dead silence of the battlefield behind it.

It has only one thought in its mind.

"I'll be back to the sewers overnight......!

"It's so dangerous overseas!

It was only then that it found the four-winged strange bird from the Dragon Inheritance, what the hell is it~