At the age of twelve, Roynala followed the Academy's apprentice team on a trip to the northern Honkadu Mountains, where he discovered a small, isolated village. The people there lived by hunting and farming with the simplest tools, and had never seen a great magical civilization, not even the priests and druids. When he performed a zero-ring trick of light, the expression on the face of the villager next to him made him most intuitively appreciate the pride and extraordinariness contained in the title of 'mage'. The honest face was extremely shocked, extremely incredulous, awe and incomprehension intertwined, as if he had seen the gods of the world.

Roynala will never forget that expression.

But if he had a mirror in front of him now, he could see that his expression was the same. Because he was seeing the Westerner in front of him squeeze the lightning spell in his hand.

Of course, lightning can't be pinched, it's just a manifestation of the instantaneous exchange of energy from the conflict of laws, and even that dazzling electric light is not the essence of lightning magic. These are the basic common knowledge that every mage apprentice knows, but now this young man in the West has pinched this lightning spell in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, which is more incredible than grabbing a light and kneading and bending it, and it has completely subverted common sense.

However, Feng Yinqiu didn't care much about the reaction of the port governor in front of him, he just paid full attention, almost greedily watching the ball of electric light in his hand that seemed to be constantly jumping, like the most discerning gourmand finally tasted the peerless treasure of his dreams.

Yes, he finally felt it, the thing he had heard of since he was in Shenzhou, and he had vaguely sensed it since he had crossed the Chaos Storm.

The Orozdota Magic Network, or the Magic Casting Network, or the Magic Net.

It is extremely difficult to describe this perceived thing, not even a thing or a thing, but a law that is inherently integrated with this heaven and earth in the void, grand and boundless, incomparably profound, as if it had completely become an inherent part of this heaven and earth itself. But it is certainly not a natural thing, it is intricate and complex, but it has the same deliberate law and order as a mechanical creation.

When he was in the land of Shenzhou, he had already known from the mouth of the old priest that this spell network should essentially be the same as the formation of the Five Elements Sect's residence, which was used to assist in casting spells, but at this moment, he personally noticed that he realized that this statement could not be wrong, but it was also extremely misleading. On top of Shenzhou, even the kind of great array that he had seen that covered the entire mountain peak, condensed the earth and the fire, and the sky and the fire seemed to be able to destroy the heavens and the earth, compared to the magic net he perceived at the moment, it was just a small ant next to the behemoth, not a difference in strength, but a difference in form and structure, and there was a difference in level and level. What this lightning spell in his hand triggered was only a drop in the ocean of this law, but the depth and perfection that could be glimpsed in the leopard in the tube also deeply shocked Feng Yinqiu. It was almost impossible for him to imagine how such things were created, even the most powerful esoteric spells and talismans he had ever seen.

There is only one one, hidden in the depths of his sea of consciousness, and the indescribable and equally indescribable 'Taishang Miluo Wanyou True Talisman' may be comparable to it at the level of existence.

It was also by relying on the power of the Ten Thousand True Talisman that Feng Yinqiu was now able to hold this lightning spell in his hand. The rune that can cover almost everything, encompass everything, and print all the laws of heaven and earth, temporarily 'peeling' this lightning and the associated arcane spell network from this heaven and earth, and the huge energy that is constantly generated under the fluctuations of the law can only jump back and forth between his fingers, neither producing any effect nor dissipating.

But at the same time, the power of the universal true rune, or the power of the universal true talisman that he can manipulate, is also rapidly weakening, forcibly peeling off a small piece of world law, this kind of behavior is like using ten fingers to divide and fix a small ball of completely static water in a turbulent water, which seems simple and meaningless, but in fact the process is complicated and laborious.

The hands parted together, and the flashing and jumping electric light was annihilated in the palms. The changes in the laws contained in this lightning have all left their marks in the true talismans, but unfortunately this lightning is not all of this spell, after all, this real spell body is still the spell scroll that has turned into ashes.

"Anything else?" said the wind, looking at Roynala with a lingering expression.

"What else?" asked the half-sluggish Harbor Governor subconsciously.

"Any other spells? I'd like to see that this lightning spell is very good. ”

"You ......." The sluggishness and shock on Roynala's face slowly turned into anger, as a mage's anger. "Don't be too arrogant, Westerners!"

The faint thunder in the sky suddenly burst out, the electric light continued to shine among the clouds, and the ordinary sea breeze that had only been blowing in the face just now suddenly became violent, blowing so that several adults of the envoy group over there could not open their eyes.

"Mr. Wind. Liu Xuanying glanced up at the sky, reminded him loudly, and didn't say much.

"It doesn't matter. Feng Yinqiu also glanced up at the thunder in the sky, and then looked into the distance. The perception he emitted with the help of the Miluo Divine Rune was even far more than what Liu Xuanying, a master of the Dao Sect, could perceive. Beyond the shore at the end of the dock, a rather grand building was exuding a strange aura, echoing and resonating with the thunderclouds in the sky, and in a deeper sense, connecting with the angry port governor in front of him.

Feng Yinqiu nodded, and said lightly to Roynara with considerable satisfaction, "It turns out that you are still a priest of a god who controls thunder and lightning. I have long heard that there are true gods on your continent, and I have just happened to see the power of the gods. ”

"Then you will die!" roared Roynala. He was genuinely angry, this time as a Storm God Queen's wrath. He stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the storm prayer that he had been silently reciting in his heart immediately communicated with the storm and thunderclouds that were raging between heaven and earth.

There was a deafening thunderclap and a dazzling flash of light, and a thunderbolt fell straight down from the clouds in the sky, completely drowning the figure of the wind and the autumn. For a moment, the debris of the deck flew in all directions, and the huge energy even directly ignited a small piece of the nearby deck.

But when the dazzling electric light passed, everyone saw that Feng Yinqiu was still standing there, but all the clothes on the upper body had turned into flying ashes, and the naked muscles and bones were not thick, but they were refined as if they were watered with iron juice and forged by hundreds of refinements, as if every muscle contained incomparable strength.

With a pop, Feng Yinqiu spat out a mouthful of blood, but this mouthful of blood turned into a wisp of scorching blood before it hit the ground. There were still a few scorched spots on his body, and his hair was also scorched, and there was a chance of green smoke coming out, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Feng, is there a big problem?" Liu Xuanying came to his side as soon as he took a step, and with a flick of his hand as he walked, he extinguished all the flames that had ignited on the nearby deck. "After all, this is Lei Fa, and you are forced to bear it in the flesh, and it is also a big support. ”

"It's okay, it's just to carefully appreciate the power of this European Shinto. Feng Yinqiu shook his head, the power of this heavenly thunder is not small, and it can actually hit his body that has been reshaped by the wolf god to a slight internal injury, but this port governor does not seem to be a very powerful clergyman, at least that Shinto aura is far worse than the old priest who once crossed the ocean to the land of Shenzhou. "The power of the true gods on this continent is truly extraordinary. In this way, he can summon a thunderbolt spell, and if he is a Taoist priest of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Zhengyi Sect, at least he must be an elder deacon who can use it. Although Kunlun's Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulation Method was more powerful, it was not so easy to send out. ”

Turning to look at Roynala, Feng Yinqiu asked, "But what your magic has inspired is the power of natural thunder and lightning. Although the energy in it far exceeded the spell just now, it barely touched the magic net, and the thunder and lightning itself did not contain the power of the true god. I don't know what you say about the Eurocontinent, how many rings of arcane magic is that lightning bolt just now, and how many rings is this one that summons thunder?"

"You... You... I... I—" Roynara spoke incoherently, and she retreated so much that she almost fell into the sea. This Westerner, who caught the four-ring arcane with his hand and endured a monster like a third-order lightning falling technique without hindrance, was still so polite and modest, as if he was a scholar who humbly asked for advice, and even he didn't know whether to be afraid, to laugh, or to be angry, to beg for mercy.

"Oh, it doesn't look like the time to ask these questions. Let's take a different time and place in the future. The strange young man of the West seemed to finally understand this, and smiled, and his somewhat scorched and smoking face showed two rows of snow-white and neat teeth, except that the four canines were a little too sharp. He turned his head to look at the figures that were flying by.

A middle-aged swordsman dressed in old leather armor with a tired face took a leap with the gray fighting spirit around him, and landed on the bow of the ship first across a distance of nearly 100 meters.

"Mr. Gawain, you're here, you're finally here!" Roynara scurried over to the middle-aged swordsman. The Chief Guardian of the Guardian Hand is one of the people he hates on a normal day, but at this time he is so kind to see. "These Westerners are all monsters, all monsters! Ah, the two priests are here too. Here you are, Master Peter. ”

Looking at the middle-aged swordsman named Gao Wen swept dozens of zhang, Liu Xuanying's eyes lit up: "This warrior's body is extremely extraordinary, but it looks like an outer family is not an external family, and it seems that the inner family is not an inner family, and it seems that this European martial arts also has its own extraordinary." He raised his eyes and looked at the other figures who were coming towards him, and his expression couldn't help but become solemn. "The few people who rushed here are either exposed or floating in the air with spells, they are by no means mediocre, if they really want to start again, they are really not a little sure..."

"It's okay, don't worry. Feng Yinqiu was still unfazed, and bent down to find a small piece of something from the ashes of his clothes and held it in his hand. Liu Xuanying glanced at him thoughtfully, and stopped talking.

The thunder in the sky didn't stop, and two storm priests slowly landed on the bow of the ship in a whirlwind, and then two warriors in full steel armor also jumped onto the deck, followed by two men in strange leather armor. Coupled with the middle-aged swordsman named Gao Wen at the beginning, a total of seven people arrived, although it was much less than the twenty or so swordsmen of the Port Guard at the beginning, but the momentum of these seven people was completely different. None of them deliberately chose the position they were standing in, but just the inspection of their eyes faintly shrouded everyone on the entire deck in an inexplicable aura, and a few officials of the Ministry of Rites in the middle couldn't help but tremble.

"Lord Governor, you sent an urgent text message to the temple asking for help, saying that you have encountered fellow cultists, are these people?" The middle-aged swordsman named Gawain looked at the people on the ship, and then asked Roynala with a frown. "But this looks like it's supposed to be a ship from the Western Continent that has just come to sea, and these Westerners don't look like fellow cultists. ”

When reinforcements arrived, Roynala felt a little worried after he felt safe, everyone who came here was a big figure in the power of the temple of Osstar City, not to mention him, even the West Coast Noble Council was not something that could be directed casually, if it wasn't for the cultist's troubles, his call for help would only be heeded by two people from the Storm Sacrifice and the Guardian Hand.

Fortunately, his reasons were sufficient, and Roynaratti reluctantly forgot his previous mistakes, and said loudly with the momentum of the Governor of Ports: "You can't just look like it, and it is absolutely not wrong to be careful at such a tense juncture as this." Who knows if those cultists will hijack one, or simply pretend to be an ocean-going ship and find a reason to turn back? Everyone knows that those Westerners who have escaped are all fellow cultists, and I have asked for the temporary arrest of these Westerners for detailed examination, but they have fiercely resisted, and I think that those cultists are really involved with them!"

The men exchanged glances with each other, as if they were not so sure of Roynala's judgment, after all, they were not easily fooled people, and they could all see that this huge sea ship could not be built by mere cultists. Gao Wen asked again: "Then have you communicated well with them? Although cultists must not let go, because of this, they will arrest people indiscriminately and spread panic, which will only make the situation further out of control." This kind of sea ship is indeed from the Western Continent Empire, and I used to see it when I was young..."

At this time, the slightly younger of the two storm sacrifices coughed lightly and said, "What the Governor of the Port said actually makes sense. At such times, we might as well be more careful, these are all Westerners after all, and Westerners are often untrustworthy, cunning and unscrupulous. Such people will always be potential allies and companions of the cultists. ”

Roynala secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in addition to the monthly donation to the Storm Temple, he also privately spent a lot of gold on several high-ranking priests, of course, the original intention was to make his position as the governor of the port more secure, but at this time it also reflected the value.

The rest of the people looked at each other, no one agreed or objected, this is not strictly speaking, the reputation of Westerners in Osstar is not very good, and the behavior of harboring cultists before is ironclad.

"So, let's do it. Anyway, the riots of the previous two days came and ended too quickly, and I didn't even have time to let those cultists fully feel the wrath of the Storm Queen, those shameless people, they dared to smash and steal all the silver handles carved at the entrance of the temple. The younger priest licked his lips, and a bruise jumped on his head. As the realm of the storm and thunder elements became more and more intense, the priests and priests of the Queen of God became somewhat irritable and irritable. He looked at Feng Yinqiu, and he didn't need to ask much, just from the slightest afterglow of thunder and lightning emanating from the Westerner in front of him, he could probably guess what had just happened. "And... Looks like there's an interesting guy here. ”

Feng Yinqiu smiled, he seemed to ignore the increasingly dignified momentum on these people, walked up to the two steel-armored warriors, put the things he had just picked up from the ashes of his clothes in the palm of his hand and handed it to them: "This is given to me by an old priest of the Sun God, so that if I encounter difficulties after coming to the Euro Continent, I can use this to ask the Sun Temple for help." Now it looks like I'm in some trouble, so can I ask for help?"

In Feng Yinqiu's hand, there was a small round badge, and the head of a majestic and kind old man was radiating light, exactly like the badge on the chest of the steel armor on the two samurai.

"Daylight Badge?" everyone who saw it was shocked, and the two steel-armored warriors had even more faces, and took the round badge with both hands, and then the badge immediately emitted a dazzling light on their hands, like a small sun.

"This ...... It is indeed a daylight badge that can only be held by a high-ranking priest who has been watched by Amanta, and he has left his own breath and yours on it. This is truly his gift to you, a symbol of friendship from a faithful servant of Amanta and we will do everything we can to help you. The two steel-armored warriors put away their badges and saluted to Feng Yinqiu with a cautious expression.

"This—" The others around were dumbfounded. There is almost no possibility of this kind of high-level divine magic token being faked, and if you can get the true friendship of a high-level priest of the sun god, then at least this person cannot be classified as a cultist or an unbeliever in any way.

"Your Excellency, you have been a little reckless this time. The young Storm Priest frowned, glancing at Roynara with a slight disapproval.

"I... I—" Roynara stared blankly at the Westerner. Actually, he wasn't too surprised, this monster-like Westerner had surprised him too much today, even if he suddenly took out an artifact to Roynala now, he didn't think it was too strange. But he just wanted to ask, since there was such a thing, why didn't he take it out earlier?