Move churches.

This is the closest thing to the sky.

Located in the Kingdom of the Apocalypse, it is also the headquarters of the Apocalypse Church.

At this moment, all the bishops guarding the base camp are standing on the top of the tower.

Keep your eyes on the sky.

Watching the stars fall in the sky, in the brilliant colors of the aurora, the white tail vertebrae dragged out by the meteor shower are like a miracle.

It's beautiful.

Unexpected beauty.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Even terrifying.

The mana content of the entire plane began to drain.

It was as if a black hole was born in a certain time and space, devouring the feast of magic in a gluttonous manner.

It is a spectacle that will go down in history.

But only astrologers...... only then did I understand the true meaning of this scene.

"The star is retrograde, the haze is coming, and the Son of God is coming at this moment, it is really a blessing for all eternity!"

On the tower at the top of the church, an old man in an astrological robe left tears of excitement at this moment.

Then the weakness was like a tide, and his face suddenly turned pale, as if all his strength had been drained, and if it weren't for the support of his staff, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Several mages panicked and tried to come forward to help, but the old man just waved his hand, and they stopped.

This majesty comes from the identity of the old man - one of the three leaders of the Destiny School, the greatest astrologer in the world, and has the reputation of "Starry Sky Sage".

"Mentor, you ......," a young girl helped him worriedly.

"Heavenly."

The Starry Sky Sage raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to the sky.

In the place where the Milky Way surges, a faint emblem emerges, and a roulette wheel made of blue gears gathers like starlight, which is faith, the future, hope, and the eternal dawn behind the dark scenes.

The surrounding mages were stunned for a moment, and then, like the old man, tears burst out of their eyes.

"My God has mercy!"

"When the haze obscures all beings, there will be a dawn pouring out!"

"Find him! Whatever it takes, get him here! Be sure to get ahead of the calamity! ”

The discussion of the crowd reached the ears of the Starry Sky Sage, who straightened his back and looked at the high light of the sky with satisfaction.

A moment later.

He clenched his staff and tapped the ground with the end, and the "dong dong" sounded twice, and the bell tower was quiet again, but most of the people were still excited between their brows.

After a while, the Sage will look at the girl beside him for a long time with a trusting gaze.

"Kid, you're my best student." He said slowly.

The girl hurriedly leaned over and bowed her head:

"Mentor, you have an overreputation, among the senior brothers and sisters, there are a few ...... who are better than me."

"Don't be modest," the Starry Sky Sage waved his hand, "Although I am old, my old eyes are not yet faint. Now, this task must be completed by you. ”

"Tell me that the students should give it their all."

Also dressed in astrological robes, she fell to her knees on one knee.

The Starry Sky Sage turned his back and said slowly in a tone as if possessed by a god:

"You'll travel far to the southeast, carrying the spirit stones left behind by the gods.

"You will climb over the Black Rock Mountains, through the mire where the Worms live, through the plains where deep rivers flow, and then reach a city where you will meet Miko and bring him back."

"Dare to ask, how do students identify the body of the Son of God?"

"When you get close to the Divine Son, the soul stone will naturally light up, but this thing is fragile, so be sure to keep it properly." The Starry Sky Sage advised.

"Understood......" The girl suddenly hesitated.

"Do you have doubts?"

The girl nodded, bit her lower lip, and made up her mind to ask:

"Teacher, is that really the Son of God? But the scene recorded in the prophecy is clearly slightly different from what is in front of you......"

This question silences everyone.

As early as a thousand years ago, the Church of the Apocalypse observed the coming of the gloom and then waited for the dawn to appear.

No one wants this vision to be fake.

So, it has to be true!

In the audible silence of the falling pin, they waited for the answer of the Starry Sky Sage.

The night wind swept across the bell tower, the corners of the astrological robe fluttered, and the Starry Sky Sage finally spoke, his voice old and old, but sharper than a razor:

"If it weren't for the Son of God......

Everyone's hearts hung in the air, the old man paused, and then said amazingly:

"It's the god himself!"

After saying this, the Starry Sky Sage was silent.

It's just words of comfort.

Even the lifespan of an immortal species is only tens of thousands of years.

And modern magic has long proven that gods are just a special kind of life, can they really last 100,000 years to be immortal?

Moreover, the oracle has not been delivered for too long.

The cheers around him leaped in the night, and the sage sighed softly, mingling with the bells, echoing, echoing, echoing......

He looked at the bell tower, and the brass hour hand was pointing in—

45 points.

The bell rings for the end of class.

The dean pushed open the door and burst into the classroom, looking around, his brow furrowed.

There is nothing special about it.

The blackboard, the aisle between the desks, the test papers blown by the wind, the broken chalk falling into the blackboard slot.

That astonishing vision is as swift as thunder when it comes, and as weak as a breeze when it goes.

But there's one thing that's not quite right......

"Ye Mingyu, what's the matter, why are you holding your stomach and coming to your aunt?"

"I ate too much tofu at noon, probably in retribution, causing a slight magical disorder."

Ye Mingyu lay on the table and raised his head when he heard the words: "Anyway, I have a stomachache now, and I have asked the teacher for leave." "He was weak, and his voice was bearable.

"Tofu? Whose tofu to eat? The dean asked.

"Mapo's."

"No wonder it hurts my stomach," the dean said with a look of understanding, "By the way, did you just see anything strange?" ”

Ye Mingyu blinked:

"On the playground, there are two students who are in early love, but no one sets the fire."

"This doesn't count, is there anything else?"

"Someone was throwing a coin in the hallway opposite, and it hit him in the nose."

"What do you focus on all day? Say something valuable. ”

The dean's face darkened.

Under his cold gaze, Ye Mingyu recalled seriously and replied solemnly: "Yes, the teacher in the next class just now said in the corridor that you are a single dog for ten thousand years. ”

"......" the dean was silent for a moment and asked, "Who said that?" ”

"Teacher Wang, who teaches the history of magic."

Three seconds later, the door slammed shut, and the dean hurried to the office with heavy steps, followed by screams and begs for mercy, piercing through the load-bearing walls.

Ye Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed out loud.

The bell rings for the end of class.

Two thousand spiritual seas shone with brilliant golden light, lurking in their consciousness, and in a state of epiphany, demonic energy rushed in, filling the void.

It wasn't until a moment ago, when Ye Mingyu rechecked the circle that the data had been converted into, that he discovered a big mistake.

Shamefully, he miscopied the number.

Oops, what a sloppy one.

"Two thousand spirit seas, the promotion speed has finally returned to normal," Ye Mingyu let out a long breath, "Sure enough, the magic system is not so easy to modify, it is simply rare." ”

After all, it is the crystallization of all geniuses and great men in modern times, and even if the brain is mush, you can know the difficulty factor of trying to figure out the modification.

Even Ye Mingyu was a wasted class!

That's right, not a recess, not a big recess, but a class!

A class lasts 45 minutes!

Not ten minutes, not twenty minutes, but forty-five minutes!

In these times, I can play at least two games of King Pesticides, watch two episodes, and sweep dozens of pages of comics......

Ye Mingyu is not a narcissistic person, but one thing to say, isn't it enough to prove how difficult it is that this incident actually cost him so much energy?

Footsteps were heard outside the classroom, and someone had already returned.

Ye Mingyu sorted out all the scratch paper, threw it in his shoulder bag, and planned to burn the stack of "treasures of civilization" as soon as he returned home.

After today's epiphany incident, he finally understood a truth - tomorrow or accidents, never know which will come first.

To fight against the protagonist's aura, you must be vigorous and resolute, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Therefore, Ye Mingyu decided: wait until late at night to break into the library.

There is no time to hesitate, and if you hesitate, you will definitely make all kinds of moths.

The evening self-study in the first middle school lasts until the end of half past ten.

In order to avoid Lilian's suspicions, after school, Ye Mingyu first returned to the villa in the center of the city.

All the performance is the same as usual, doing homework, meditating, brushing questions......

By one o'clock in the morning, when Lillian had probably fallen asleep—

In the claustrophobic room, Ye Mingyu suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.

Changing into the black hooded robe prepared in advance, he opened the drawer lock next to the closet with a click, and took out the "Saravel's Blade" in the mezzanine.

and, donning a ghost mask.

Why the Oni Mask?

There's a lot going on here.

It's a long story, but it's a long story short.

Because when he went to buy the mask, there were only two styles left in the store, and the other was horse monkey soju.

After dressing, Ye Mingyu opened the window and turned out, the violet curtains were rolling, and the silver moon was shining, leaving only an empty room.

"It's a pity that the moon is hanging high, and it's not a good time to set fires."

......

Far away in the area near No. 1 Middle School, the night crows fluttered and scattered from one place, and among the flying feathers was a one-eyed youth.

From this position, you can see the majestic and gorgeous library, the palace where hundreds of magic circles are lit up like neon lights, and the smell of ink of books and the charming smell of treasures are hidden inside.

It was an antiquity unearthed from the mine a month ago - the scales of a certain snake.

Even sixth-order magic couldn't leave a single mark on it.

After identification, the owner of this scale was definitely above the eighth order in his lifetime.

It may even be comparable to those monsters that only exist in legends.

In terms of use value, it is strategically important whether it is used for the research of magical items, as a raw material for building spell models, or as a proof of choice for magical factions.

After a while, the superior will send personnel to recover it.

Until then, it was temporarily placed in a library densely packed with defensive circles, guarded by a team of patrolling mages throughout the night.

No one can steal it.

Not anyone.

Absolutely not.