The hall where a hundred and ten people gathered suddenly fell silent, and everyone was quietly looking at Ah Qing with a confident smile on his face.

"What's the solution?"

Wolf Feng was the first to break the silence in the hall and took a sip of the tea on the table.

"God presence!"

"God presence?"

Everyone was taken aback, and couldn't help but repeat the two words highlighted by Ah Qing.

"What is God's Presence?"

Wolf Feng's heart suddenly rose with hope again, and he faintly felt that this might be the last chance of life in the Divine Continent.

Ah Qing didn't say it directly, but just said to himself:

"Saint-Scoro Peak is the highest peak in the Divine Continent, and where it is also the closest to God!"

"God on San Scoro?"

Belina couldn't help asking, is there a god in this world? The answer is yes, there are many legends about gods on the continent long before the age of pure-blooded orcs, and those gods that have been handed down are the most powerful evidence, and if there are no gods, where does the divinity come from?

But up to now, I am afraid that no one on this continent has said that anyone has seen God, and the word God seems to be very close to them, but if you think about it carefully, it is so ethereal and unreachable.

"No, God is not on Saint-Scoro, but where is the clue about God!"

Ah Qing shook his head, but quickly gave an answer, but Wolf Feng was still a little puzzled and asked:

"Even if we find God, will God be willing to help us?"

Wolf Feng is an atheist, and it is difficult for him to believe in the existence of such creatures as gods with a good education on the earth, in his opinion, the so-called gods are just some powerful people, as long as they are human, they will have selfish intentions, so why help the orcs and help the Divine Continent?

But Ah Qing said without hesitation:

"Yes!"

It was still so convincing, the eyes of everyone present began to burn, and Jyoti blurted out:

"Then I'll go to God and ask him to help us poor people and help my Zerg regain their territory......"

Who knew that Ah Qing shook his head and said:

"You can't, you don't have divinity, you can't sense the presence of God, even if you climb the peak of San Scoro, all you can see is snow and cold, not God. ”

"And who can?"

"Wolf Edge!"

"Me?"

Wolf Feng looked at Ah Qing, who had a determined face, and pointed to himself, but Ah Qing nodded very firmly and said:

"That's right, Ah Feng, you have a large number of different elements of divinity, you can feel different gods, only you have the opportunity to really invite gods and send down gods. ”

"Then I'll go......"

Wolf Feng didn't refuse, because there was no room to retreat, he could not care about the demise of the Zerg Clan, or even the fall of the Orc Clan, but he still had his own relatives and friends, if all this fell, where should he go? Could it be that an enemy that even the Divine Whispering Continent couldn't stop with a small dragon bone collar could he block?

Wolf Po looked at Wolf Feng proudly, in times of crisis, his son did not retreat, but stepped forward, and at this time, only his son is hope, which parent will not be proud and proud?

There is no send-off or reluctance, there is just hope in everyone's eyes, and they are all eager for Wolf Feng to return successfully.

That night, Wolf Feng and Ah Qing were sitting on the slope of a hill outside Harder City, with a huge eggboy entrenched behind them, and at the end of Harder City, they could already see the Sea Clan team hiding in the seawater barrier.

"Who are you?"

Wolf Feng looked at the faint night, biting a piece of grass and asked lightly.

"Ah Qing ......"

"No, you are not Ah Qing, how can Ah Qing know this, even more than ten years ago, you have drifted away from the name A Qing. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Wolf Feng suddenly turned his head to stare at Ah Qing, spit out the grass in his mouth and said word by word, the atmosphere froze to the freezing point, Wolf Feng's spiritual power trembled very irregularly, and the egg boy noticed it, and his eyes were already on Ah Qing's body.

Ah Qing suddenly grinned, shook his head helplessly, and said:

"Don't you already have the answer, Ah Feng. ”

"Inheritor of the God of Prophecy?"

"Or else?"

Wolf Po had already told Wolf Feng that tens of thousands of years ago, the God of Prophecy inheritor prophesied that today's divine language would change tens of thousands of years later, and now the prophecy has come true, and Ah Qing is likely to be the new generation of Prophecy God inheritor.

And it seems that the horn polished by Ah Qing's broken horn is the legendary god of prophecy's divine watchhorn, and the strange flame turtle is also the horn of hope, the god of prophecy's mount.

Wolf Feng also smiled heartily, patted Ah Qing's shoulder hard, and then asked;

"So do you think we're going to win?"

"Yes!"

......

Although the Sea Clan is powerful, it also does not have the ability to turn the vast territory of the Zerg into the ocean in a few breaths, and the wolf blade carefully avoids the dense waters, and rides the egg boy to fly high in the sky, constantly advancing towards the peak of San Scoro.

Looking downward, the fleeing Zerg were like black rivers, constantly spreading in the direction of Hader City.

Wolf Feng's face was serious, if he continued like this, before the Sea Clan could attack, Hade City would be dragged down by the refugees.

Eggboy was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the peak of San Scoro, which stood between the mountains, and the warm sun of the first birth covered the snow on the mountain peak with a layer of fine golden light, which really looked like the place where gods lived.

There is the powerful blue fire dragon of Eggboy, even if it is a high mountain, it is just a smooth road, Wolf Feng Eggboy has the same heart, and Eggboy flies up along Saint Scoro Peak with a low roar.

With the rise of altitude, the air has been cold, and the water vapor breathed out will turn into ice crystals and fall, if ordinary people arrive here, I am afraid that they will not be able to stand the thin and cold air and suffocate to death, but Wolf Feng is like no one, not only does not have the slightest sense of cold, but even has a fine bead of sweat around his neck.

If you look closely, you can find that whether it is Eggboy or Wolf Feng, the cold air has dissipated when they are ten meters close to the two of them, and they can't hurt the two at all.

But as they were flying, a golden barrier suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, blocking their progress, and at this moment, it was less than a thousand meters away from the top of San Scoro's peak.

"Eggboy, rush over!"

"Okay Dad!"

The egg boy let out a long groan, and the scorching blue divinity came out of his body, and he rushed towards the barrier.

But the barrier was as soft as cotton, and it was clear that it could rush in with a low barrier, but it couldn't break through.

"Egg Boy, go down!"

"Roar~"

Unwilling to roar a few times, the egg boy could only wave his wings and fall towards the peak of San Scoro.

It has to be said that only by being in it can you feel the true beauty of Peak San Scoro, the snow that has accumulated for many years has turned into solid ice crystals covering the surface of the peak, and the sky is sprinkled with sparse ice and blue ice and snow.

Wolf Feng stepped barefoot on the snow, and the divinity on his body gradually transformed into an ice blue color, which was incomparably in tune with the surrounding environment.

Eggboy followed behind Wolf Blade, and found that if he didn't get ten meters off the ground, he wouldn't be hindered, and Wolf Blade climbed barefoot towards the summit of San Scoro step by step.

Gradually, it seemed that even the golden barrier in the sky gradually adapted to the presence of Wolf Blade, and seeing the light sprinkled on Saint Scoro's Peak, a staircase made of ice crystals suddenly emerged from the foot of Wolf Blade.

The staircase leads to the top of Santo Scoro.

Wolf Feng's eyes were full of surprise that he couldn't hide, and he touched the head of the egg boy and said:

"Eggboy, burrow into the Temple of Time and Space, let's go see what this summit of San Scoro really has to offer. ”

Egg Boy nodded, Wolf Feng took out the Time and Space Temple from his arms, and took the Egg Boy in, saying that since the Fallen Temple left from the Dragon Bone Collar, Xiao Que Yi has been weird, and recently he doesn't know what to be busy with, and he has disappeared into the depths of the Time and Space Temple.

Tightening his fists, Wolf Feng sighed inexplicably, and resolutely stepped on the stairs.

The stairs are cold, but not biting, but a refreshing feeling that goes straight to the bottom of my heart.

The stairs are not long, there are thousands of floors, and it didn't take much effort to reach the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is wide and looks like a snow-covered plain, but there is nothing special about it.

Draw near to the place where God is......

Just as Wolf Feng was confused, another golden smooth sprinkling fell, and a golden staircase began to spread following the ice-blue staircase just now, this time there was no end in sight, but hidden in the sky.

"Come up~Come up......"

A beautiful sound came from the other side of the stairs, the sound was sometimes far away, sometimes it seemed to echo in the ears of Wolf Feng, Wolf Feng was conscious, but his body involuntarily stepped on the golden stairs.

"That's not right!"

At the moment when Wolf Feng stepped on the first step, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, leaving a few blood-red plum blossoms on the snow-white snow, and Wolf Feng just wanted to retreat, but the stairs stuck to Wolf Feng's soles as if they were sticky.

"Don't rebel...... God's will... I am God...... You will surrender to me......"

"No! You're not a god!"

A large amount of spiritual power poured into his mind, and Wolf Feng tried his best to keep the strange voice from reaching his ears. The body finally pulled away from the stairs and landed in the far clearing, gasping for breath, but his eyes were fixed on the end of the golden staircase.

"Hehehehe...... That's right, Wolf Feng, you can escape my control, it seems that you have grown a lot over the years...... ”

A cold voice came from the end of the stairs, and the originally golden staircase suddenly turned a dark green color.

"Who are you!?"

"Why, I didn't know your old friend so soon? Looks like I'm going to have to help you reminisce......"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding snow suddenly wriggled, and one by one the white bones suddenly broke through the snow and came out, and Yuan, who was wearing a black robe, also slowly came down the stairs with the staff of the Undead King.

"Hiss Lyre!!"

Suddenly, swarthy white-boned horses rose from the snow, blue flames in their deep eyes. Immediately after him was a headless horseman in black armor, with foul-smelling rotten flesh around their necks, their eyes wide open, and their arms caught under their armpits, straddle the undead warhorses and slowly envelop the wolf blade.

Yuan's eyes were full of madness, and he laughed arrogantly at Wolf Feng:

"Hahaha, yes, Wolf Blade, these Death Knights are my gift for you. ”

Wolf Feng was secretly on guard and asked coldly:

"Why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Yuan was stunned at first, as if he was reminiscing and missing, and said:

"Actually, I've been here for more than ten years, and the source you see is just a puppet I've assigned out...... Or rather, the past with nostalgia......"

"With ... Nostalgia for the past?"

"That's right!"

Yuan said with a crazy face again:

"If I want to become a god, I must get rid of the shackles of the past, whether it is you, Jyoti, or the obsession with the elven kingdom, it is the attachment of the source, this damn guy can only hinder my path to becoming a god, then I can only give him up! Although ...... I will also lose some of my strength, but I will not hesitate to become a god...... ”

"Yuan's attachment?" Wolf Feng chewed on the words that Yuan's words said, and said randomly:

"And who are you?"