This time, the lunch was decent, with neither roasted turtle nor turtle soup.

Achilles' study of history and mythology can be traced back to before the arrival of the gods, and Chen Luo hopes to get more information about the gods from him.

"Before the advent of the gods, the ancestors used a variety of languages, and after the gods came, they unified the writing of the continent, which led to the loss of the writing before the word of divine grace, and now, the history before the arrival of the gods is no longer verifiable. ”

"Although the gods have not been shown since ancient times, whether it is a magician or a wizard, when they advance to the Holy Rank, they will feel the presence of the magic gods or the goddess of darkness, which means that they are still there, perhaps in the realm of the gods, or somewhere else. ”

"The gods of magic and the goddess of darkness are mortal enemies, in ancient times, there seemed to be a war between the gods, and the result was the defeat of the goddess of darkness, I don't know if the goddess of wisdom participated in this war, but since then, there has been no news of the goddess of wisdom on the continent, there are no miracles, there is no temple, I guess, she may have fallen......"

Chen Luo looked at Achilles and said, "All the ancient books on the continent have never described the war of the gods. ”

Achilles said: "I once found a stone tablet in an ancient ruin, on which there was an ancient script different from the lingua franca, and I have been trying to decipher them all these years, and I have learned a lot. ”

After reading many ancient books that have existed for a long time, Chen Luo also realized that the history of the gods seems to have been deliberately hidden.

I am afraid that only those written that have died out have a small number of records.

Chen Luo muttered: "In the battle of the gods, the goddess of darkness loses, the goddess of wisdom falls, will the gods also fall?"

"That's just my guess. Achilles said, "If the gods can descend or awaken in the descendants of their blood, then they should have the soul or spirit as the main body, and only the death of the soul and spirit is the real fall." ”

This speculation is not incomprehensible.

In a way, Chen Luo's soul or spirit took possession of Blair's body, allowing him to survive as another person.

But in this case, it is obviously not a good thing for those descendants of the so-called gods.

Their own will may be swallowed up and their bodies occupied.

Before leaving, Achilles reminded him: "It is not so easy to build a city of peace, history tells us that the temple is not as simple as it seems......"

The Koblenz family has a long history, and Achilles is a scholar specializing in history, Chen Luo always feels that he still knows a lot of things that he does not know.

He couldn't help but ask, "What kind of isn't it simple?"

Achilles said: "Although the gods have not come for a long time, they will occasionally send messengers, in history, there have been several times, the strength of wizards has reached its peak, exceeding the sum of the four major temples, but in the end they have all been destroyed in a short period of time, in these wars, there are the shadow of 'messengers'. ”

This couldn't help but make Chen Luo think of the sorcerer's envoy, according to Achilles, the strength of the god's 'messenger' should far surpass the ordinary holy demon master or holy wizard, but since they have the ability to destroy the wizard, why not just cut the grass and eradicate the root to prevent future troubles......

These days, the situation on the mainland seems calm, but in fact it is becoming more and more complicated.

Thinking of Isabella and Britney Spears who left, Chen Luo suddenly felt even more headaches.

......

Ottonian Empire, Temple of Earth.

Under the influence of the sage Blair, the number of people calling for peace on the continent has increased dramatically, and even the wizards themselves have been affected, which has forced the wizards to slow down their actions and the temple to take a short breather.

The high priest recalled several priests who were guarding outside, and martial law was imposed inside the temple, and something important seemed to be happening.

In the depths of the temple, on a several-foot-high altar, the high priest looked at McClain and asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

McClain knelt in the center of the altar, a look of determination in his eyes, and said, "Let's begin." ”

The few priests, including Theodore, who remained in the main hall, all looked at McClain on the altar.

The Great Magister is promoted to the Holy Magister, there is a high possibility of death, and there is also a great possibility of falling into madness, there are many Great Magi on the continent who are qualified for promotion, but they do not have the courage to be promoted.

If he hadn't received the favor and gifts of the gods, McClain would have ended up with only two, madness, or death.

It was likely that this would be the last time they would see Priest McClain.

The High Priest looked at the altar and whispered, "Let's begin." ”

He and five other priests stood in the six corners of the altar, their lips quivering and their gestures changing rapidly.

On the altar, the earth elements began to gather frantically, but they did not condense into substance, McClain knelt on the altar, bathed in the rich magic elements, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and muttered reverently: "Great God of Magic, please listen to the prayers of your devout disciples......"

The earth element continued to condense, and it gradually became impossible to see McClain's figure on the altar, a thick layer of earth cocoon, gradually enveloping his whole person inside.

The priests had stopped their magic, but the earth elemental was still condensing.

With McClain at the center, an elemental storm was set off on the altar.

Several priests quickly retreated under the altar, their faces becoming solemn, and their eyes were fixed on the center of the altar.

The elemental cocoon grew thicker and thicker, and it seemed that even the surrounding space was affected, and the entire altar, in their eyes, was severely distorted.

At a certain moment, the elemental storm suddenly stopped, and the sense of spatial distortion disappeared in an instant.

The altar was restored to its original state, with only a huge cocoon of earth standing.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the cocoon.

Click!

Not long after, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in their ears.

A crack appeared in the cocoon in the center of the altar.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, and began to spread cracks on the entire cocoon, and eventually, the entire cocoon shattered with a loud bang.

In the center of the altar, a figure appeared.

McClain had changed from kneeling to standing, ignoring the priests present, taking a deep breath and shaking his head, "What a terrible place......

As the words fell, a powerful aura gradually emanated from his body.

Including the high priest, everyone present only felt that their spiritual power seemed to be suppressed, and they unconsciously lowered their heads.

One of the priests looked at McClain and muttered, "Priest McClain, you, you've succeeded?"

"McClain......" the figure nodded, and said to himself, "Is that his name?"

The high priest had a wary look on his face, and his eyes looked at him deadly, "You, you're not McClain, who are you!"

When several priests heard this, their faces changed, and they began to condense the magic elements.

It's just that when they tried to do so, they found that the magical elements of this space were not under their control at all, including the High Priest of the Holy Magister realm.

This is not a gap in mental power, but a crushing at the level of rules.

McClain glanced at them and said, "Perhaps, you can call me a messenger." ”

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