From the moment Archbishop Mackintosh appeared, Feige was nervous, and this tension reached its peak when he grabbed the glowing scroll. Tension is not conducive to thinking, but it does greatly improve the efficiency of the various senses. As a result, Feige sturdily experienced the sensation of being teleported.

"Runes, this is a positioning rune...... How come it's basically the Runes of the Creator?" Feige felt himself being pulled in all directions, and at the same time compressed in all directions. Both of these forces are balanced, and they should be completely canceled out when they are mixed, but Feige can clearly feel it, which is really very strange.

How long did it take to teleport? Feige was back on the ground, but he was still reminiscing about the previous teleportation. "The runes that control movement are all the Creator's, and the runes that provide protection are all the Goddess of Truth and Thunder. Why is it designed this way?"

"Hey, there's another person, it looks like it...... The half-elf also holds a strangely shaped sword in his hand. Hey, what's your name, and do you know why you let us here?"

This passage abruptly woke Feige from his contemplation, and it was only then that he paid attention to his surroundings. They were in a place where the furnishings were very similar to those of the previous ashram, except that the room was three times larger. Long chairs sit next to the wall, and there is a cylindrical platform in the center of the room, and the surrounding glass windows cast sunlight into the center at the same time. Obviously, it was unnatural to have the sun on all sides, perhaps some kind of spell that caused the glass to glow. There is no sacred text on the central cylindrical platform, and a pot of fresh fruit still stained with water droplets is mouth-watering.

There were three other people in the room, two of them were gray-haired old men and women, and they seemed to be husband and wife, still sweet and affectionate to each other, and looked at the others with kind and gentle eyes. It was a dwarf who had interrupted Feiqi's train of thought, a thick red beard with countless pigtails like his hair, completely obscuring the outline of his head. A surprisingly large nose occupies the remaining one-third of the face area. If it weren't for the fact that you could still see the short body in the priest's robes, you would have been mistaken for thinking that it was just a human face emerging from the red weeds.

"My name is Feige Ice, and I teleported here from the Holy Three Castle, where is this, and who are you?"

"Gross Ambo, the priest from the Cave of Babel, the two over there are Mr. and Mrs. Intna, Ms. Mir and Mr. Rothmee, who are from Yarrow Town. Have you heard of these two places? Because I am also very unfamiliar with the name of the Holy Trinity. ”

Feiqi shook his head: "I really haven't heard of it, which country do you belong to?"

After some introductions, the four people from the three places were able to confirm that all of them were from the Yongli Continent, and the gods they believed in were all called the Goddess of Truth and Thunder. However, they are extremely far away from each other, not only are they not bordering each other, but they do not have any news of each other in each other's cognition. "But why do we have interoperable languages?"

"It's not an interoperable, and it's hard for me to listen to the two of them, but I think you have the same accent as me, like a dwarf. Hey, you two think he has the same accent as you, too?Oh, Feige from the Frozen Fortress, that's your problem, not ours. ”

It is estimated that the language talent of the contract demon is at work. No matter what race or people are dealing with, the Contract Demon must be able to accurately understand and use the language of the other party, and be proficient in using the ambiguities and loopholes in each language—this is the instinctive means by which the Contract Demon survives and makes a fortune.

"Someone asked me to touch the scroll, and then I teleported here. Have you ever been out of the house? What's out there?"

The crowd shook their heads. "There was no door here, and I felt all along the wall, and there was not a single gap. ”

It is said that the dwarf can feel the stones to know if there are mines in the mountains behind them, so he said that if there are no gaps in the walls, there must be no gaps. Feige walked over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and clinged to it in an effort to look out. He could feel the light outside changing in light and shade and color, but he couldn't see the outline of any object.

"It's quiet outside, there's no sound, and it's weird that the temperature of the glass is the same as my hand. Unable to contain his curiosity, Feige touched and knocked on the glass, and did the same to the walls and the stone pillar in the center of the room. "No one has come to explain what happened? What are we doing here? How did you get here?"

"We were fishing by the river, ready to add a meal to dinner, when we saw a glowing blue scroll floating down the current. We scooped it up. Then, with a burst of singing, we came here. Looks like you're a smart kid, so if you want to figure out why you're here, please let us know as soon as possible, okay?"

"I arrived a little later than the two of them. I was at the dinner table at home with a fragrant roasted burrowing pig in front of me, plus a small keg of the best ground beer. I was getting ready for a nice day of vacation when there was a knock at the door. The dwarf tugged at his beard and sighed slightly. "I opened the door, and the high priest of the kingdom brought me a blue scroll, and I touched it and it was here. Well, I guess he enjoyed my pork and beer, right?"

"As long as it doesn't go to waste, my child. The old couple said in unison.

"You have a point, but I'm three hundred and twenty-two years old. The dwarf pinched his nose. "I have thick hair and beard, and I look strong, but I'm an old man. The only child here should be him. ”

"Yes, I'm a kid—who isn't?" said Feige smiled, leaning against the wall to gather his thoughts. "Obviously, it was the Goddess of Truth Thunder who brought us here. I also touched the blue glowing scroll, which was brought by Archbishop Mackintosh from our there. The whole environment here has a solemn and warm feeling, and you have been here for a while, do you feel thirsty, hungry, and sleepy? Gross, you were going to eat, and now you are hungry?"

The dwarf patted his stomach and shook his head. "Strangely, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little hungry. ”

"I'm 80% sure where we are, and the easiest way to verify it is to smash a piece of glass. Fitch found a slightly smaller piece of white ground glass on the stained glass window and tapped it lightly with his fingers. "If you're okay, I'll smash a small piece. ”

"I don't think it's a good idea, but it shouldn't go wrong. You smash it. The dwarf touched his beard, and then the two old men agreed.

Feige strengthened his fingers with the Legality Seal, then used his joints as a weapon and slammed into the glass. Only two "pops" were heard, and a perfectly circular notch appeared in the glass window, about the size of Feige's fist.

"Uh...... It's weird, how can it be like this?" "Shouldn't glass be all kinds of sharp shards? Even special safety glass is shattered into a slag, and it will never fly out of a perfect round shard.

Ignoring that for now, Feige looked out the window and let out a long "whew". There is nothing outside the room, and there is a soft colored light in all directions (the whole view), and the colors are constantly changing, but they always maintain warm tones, making people lazy and want to sleep. To sum it up briefly, Feige and the others are suspended in a large room in the universe, but there are no stars in this universe, and the background is replaced by colorful warm light.

Feige reached out from the round hole to feel that it wasn't air outside, because no matter how much he waved, there was no wind. But there is definitely no vacuum outside, otherwise these people would have suffocated to death long ago. It's a strange environment that makes it impossible to figure out how it came about and how it remained stable. But Feige knows at least one thing: the outside world doesn't kill him.

"I'm a little hard at describing what's out there, so you'd better see for yourself. Feige withdrew his arm and kicked hard at the floor-to-ceiling window. Another round shard of glass flew out, this time a man-high hole. Feige was pretty sure that the position he kicked was definitely not the center of the circle, so the shaping process of the shard of glass had absolutely nothing to do with him.

The old husband and wife and the old dwarf marveled at the spectacular view outside, but Feige was still thinking about the glass. "Always round pieces? Is this some kind of law? Is it the power of glass or is it a general phenomenon of the world? Do you prefer round or acute angles?"

So, under the surprised gaze of the other three, Feige flicked his fingers and cracked holes in the glass, knocking round pieces of glass out one after another. The size of the circular fragment is related to his destructive power, and the location of the flying out is offset from the point of impact, but at least it will always be covered. After a while, in the center surrounded by several round holes, sharp horns appeared.

Feige stared at the sharp corner, watching it slowly become rounded. There seem to be countless files in the invisible, polishing everything all the time. Feige drew his spear and sword, it was still sharp in his hand, and as soon as it left his grasp, it became food for the file.

"This is the celestial realm. Feige took a deep breath, then picked up the blunt sword, which had no edge. "The canon says it's a happy place, it's a safe place, it's full of fulfillment...... I want to get out of here. ”

"Celestial, are you sure?" the two old men always reacted in surprisingly unison: "Are we dead?"

"I don't know about you, but I'm certainly not dead. Fitch looked at the glorious emptiness outside at the edge of the room, using the Eagle Eye meditation to the limit, but still couldn't find anything else. Obviously, jumping out is not a good idea and will likely lead to getting lost. So after thinking about it, he still decided to activate the seal of atonement and confession and summon the little angel of the Holy Light.

"Ah, what fresh air! What do you tell me to do? I hope it's not something that doesn't work properly, I'm not trying to scare people...... Wait, this seems to be the Celestial Goddess Realm, how can I get back to ...... No, how did you get here?"

The little angels of the Holy Light are very bright, and the light is more than twice as strong as usual. It has never been so lively as it is now, and its speech is like a heavy rain hitting the surface of an umbrella, crackling and crackling. Fitch grabbed the Angel of Light in the palm of his hand and pressed his thumb to the "front" of it. "Shh......h Calm down, what's wrong with you, is the charge inflated?"

"I'm full of energy, but I'm not recharging!" the Angel of Light swayed, flickering, unable to break free from Feige's grasp. "Okay, I promise I'll calm down. ”

"This is the realm of the goddess of the heavenly realm, can you be sure?" Fei Qi let it go and pointed outside: "Look, there is not a single angel, it is empty, there are no flowers, trees and buildings, this will be the goddess's kingdom?"

"It's strange, it wasn't like that before, but it's the kingdom of God. The little angel of the Holy Light flew out of the glass gap, circled the building several times, and then flew back: "I see, the goddess has retreated the kingdom of God into essentia. She usually does this when she wants to make some big change, which is like tearing down and starting over. ”

"Why did the Goddess of Truth Thunder tear it down and start over, and why did we people come here to invite us to watch the ceremony, right?"

"Uh...... I don't even know why you were able to ascend to the Heavenly Realm, so don't ask me. "The Angel of Light is also searching hard, trying to find the high-ranking angels to report to work, especially Feige is an important information about the devil.

"I want to go back, is there anything I can do?" Feige pointed outside, "What if I jump out?"

"If you can move across space and you can find your target, you can leave. That's hard, even Seraphim can't do it easily, don't think about it. As for jumping out, it's actually pretty safe. You can fly freely and come back as long as you have the thought of coming back here in your head. ”

"Angels are also very difficult to do? Why, I don't think space spells are difficult to achieve?"

"The most difficult thing about space spells is positioning, right? In the mortal world, you just need to know the direction: southeast, northwest. But there is no direction here, so if you want to get to a place, you must first have information about the destination. Angels do not come to earth 200 miles to the east and then to the south, but to achieve spiritual synchronization with the prayers of the mortal world. From a human perspective, it means that prayer has been answered. The Angel of Light was still very excited, and he kept talking when he encountered a question he understood. But you are not an angel and do not have the power to answer prayers. And there is no creature in the mortal world that can communicate with your soul. Feige, you're so weird!"

"Who said no!" Feige snorted, "There will always be people like me!"

A mortal soul has the influence of the devil, and at the same time has the imprint of angels left by pleasing the goddess, can there be a second such thing? Even if there is a second one, he must be in sync with Feiqi, willing to contact him, and able to pull him to his side. No, it can't be, Fitch is just hard-mouthed!

"The Goddess returns the kingdom of God to essentia, and then builds the kingdom of God from essentia. Feige muttered as he stood by the broken window, reaching out and slicing through the void outside. "If that's the case, how will it react to other shaping forces?"

"What do you want to do?" the Angel of Light was stunned by the sight in front of him as soon as he spoke.

Feige's right arm emitted countless silent thunderbolts, like a surging swarm of snakes rushing into the colorful void. Each snake is made up of dozens to hundreds of spell runes, each as bright as the sun. Although in this "harmless" world, even the real sun will not shine, the scene will still be dazzling.

"Magic Matrix!" Feiqi's right hand trembled slightly, and the rune disc of the Matrix was resisted, but it was still slowly appearing under the support of the mana he constantly provided. The goddesses' magic runes were the first to take shape, and the process was very smooth, the creator's runes were a little slower and slightly resistant, the folk spell runes were like their legs sinking into a mire, and the devil's runes were like being pressed down by the entire Sunset Mountains, and they couldn't move at all.

Feige took a closer look at their state and found that runes born out of the Devil's language were violently repulsed here, destroying them as soon as they revealed their rudiments, while also slowing down the progress of other runes. It seems that the tendencies of the Goddess Divine Kingdom are obvious, and kindness and orderliness are the highest requirements, and it is necessary to approach it. Therefore, the Magic Matrix must exist without the Devil's Rune.

Removing the Devil Runes will cause the Magic Matrix to lose some of its abilities, but most spells can still be achieved if you don't pursue maximum efficiency with other runes. And those folk spell runes that are not too "orderly", Feiqi also has the means to deal with it.

"Armed with law!"

Hit the right arm with the left hand, and use the blessing of the goddess to resist the resistance of the goddess world, so that those runes can gain "order". After nine consecutive spell seals, the magic matrix finally steadied up, and the rune disc (the missing version of the devil's script) slowly rotated.

"What are you doing? how can you move around, this is disrespectful to the Goddess!" cried the little angel of the Light.

"There's no way I'm going to fight the goddess, right? Even if the Great Devil comes here, it's only the result of turning to ashes in an instant, right?" Feige said to the Angel of Light, but also to a few other companions, so as not to misunderstand. "I think my most important achievement is the Magic Matrix, and of course I have to give it a try. If the goddess doesn't agree, I won't need it at all!"

"That'...... So what are you going to do next?"

"I'm thinking...... If I use the runes of the goddess, will I be able to make something out of essentia from the outside, such as some simple spell items. ”

The Angel of Light shook his body: "Only high-level angels have that ability, but it is limited to a few specific things. For example, the Twelve Winged Angel can directly create the Flame Slaying Giant Bow as his weapon. ”

"What a long name for the weapon...... It's really better to call it a little pink fist. Fitch shrugged his shoulders and summoned the Rope of Qi Elemental to hook the floor and walls, and he prepared to fly out into the essentia to carry out the plan.

Just then, another person teleported into the room. He frowned and looked at the back of the figure that was slowly flying out, and called tentatively, "Feiqi, Snowman, why are you here?"

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