"What the hell is this ??!"

With a flash of white light, Daphne's figure appeared in front of all the true wizards.

She raised her head to look at the rapidly approaching black gas, and with her eyesight, she could clearly see that there was only a figure in the black air.

A woman in a purple gown.

The woman had beautiful blonde hair and violet eyes, cold, noble, and powerful. It gives people an indescribable sense of great oppression.

As the distance got closer and closer, the woman's speed actually slowed down.

Soon, she approached the golden light mask and came to a complete standstill.

"Very good, it seems that all the gods are here?"

She reached out and tapped the light mask. The opening transmits the sound into the interior of Onadu.

"What do you want to do??!"

Daphne was startled by the look in her eyes that was thick with malice.

"I want to preach in this world, but you are the hindrance."

Lin Xin said lightly.

"So, I'm here to remove the obstacles."

"You ......"

Wendini wanted to speak, but the subsequent voice was immediately forced back into her lungs.

She clearly saw that Lin Xin's lower body slowly melted and turned into a pink liquid, which became more and more dense, like viscous glue and pink jelly.

Call!

The pink liquid moved, quickly covering the entire surface of Augustin's golden reticle.

As soon as the liquid and the golden light came into contact, it hissed and made a violent corrosion sound.

"Devour it!"

Lin Xin opened his arms, and the entire sky of Augustan quickly became dark, and countless dark clouds rolled and gathered here. Lightning flashed, and the arc exploded.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, Hera's god clone walked out of Lin Xin's body, slapped out with a palm, and hit the huge golden light mask.

Immediately afterward, the Morpheus God clone walked out again.

His hands were sealed, and countless arrows of light densely packed in the void struck towards the golden light shield like raindrops.

"Hold!!"

Daphne had seen the horrors of banishing a quarter of a plane.

Being able to target the level of the plane may only be possible for the ancestor of the ninth-level existence.

These eighth-level true god wizards are not at the same level at all.

If this layer of golden light is broken right now, it means that the entire Augustan is in danger!

"Hold on! Must be held!! ”

Daphne took the lead in sending out a golden arc of lightning in her hand, instantly connecting to the golden light mask in the sky.

The rest of the True God Wizards behind her followed suit, unleashing golden arcs of pure divine power that were linked to the shield to help protect against arrows of light and powder from the outside world.

After Lin Xin separated the two god clones and the slime, he didn't look at the results, turned around and flew away back the way he came.

When she made a move, everything was already doomed, and now she had to go to the exiled continent to pull her back, maybe the whole plane would be smaller by then, but it would not affect her use.

At the same time, Lin Xin also condensed a drop of his blood into a red crystal and threw it on the mainland, waiting for those lucky ones who accidentally picked it up.

……

With the passage of time, the Northern Regions returned to the arcane plane, and the ruby turned into Lin Xin's blood also changed hands several times, creating one legend after another.

The Southern Regions, the Berit Empire, the imperial capital of Weill, is also known as the city of mountains, the royal palace is located in the center of the north, here is the cultural center of the entire human race, although not the richest city on the mainland, but also the city with the deepest cultural heritage.

This can be seen in the architectural culture of the city, as well as the way people dress, the density of the population and the activity of commerce.

Everywhere you can see a sea of people, the system is perfect, and most people can be considered to live above the standard, but even so, there are slums hidden under the darkness and a large number of slave living quarters.

The construction of the royal palace is very atmospheric, the whole body is made of white granite, tall and magnificent, it is the national craftsman of the Berit Empire, on the basis of the original palace of the Eugen Kingdom, after three generations of emperors, it took decades to slowly complete the construction.

A young man with a long sword on his shoulder, poured straight into the palace, unloaded the sword at the door, and walked all the way to the depths of the palace.

Passing through the gorgeous corridor and the palace garden, I came to a small courtyard at the back, and saw a middle-aged man in civilian clothes taking a nap in the palace next to it, drinking milk tea!

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The young man stepped forward and saluted the emperor, and Emperor Illidan VIII put down the book in his hand and looked at the young man.

"Count Owens, why do you have time to see me today?"

Count Owens looked at the book in the emperor's hand, raised his head and asked.

"Your Majesty is watching a continental epic?"

Illidan VIII nodded.

"The many past rumors recorded in the continental epic, especially the study of truth by wizards in the past, are worth learning from!"

Owens said immediately.

"Then does Your Majesty remember Helsinki?"

Illidan VIII laughed at once.

"You mean the king of mercenaries, a hundred years ago Helsinki established a mercenary country, once unified the entire Southern Regions, also known as the man of the Chosen King, if it weren't for the mysterious disappearance of the other party, maybe there would be nothing to do with my Berit Empire!"

Illidan VIII frowned.

"How did you mention what Helsinki was doing? Also, you came to me today with something serious to say, right? ”

Count Owens said immediately.

"What the minister wants to say is related to him, Your Majesty, in the Lion King Mountains of Carlos Province, the tomb of Helsinki, the king of mercenaries, was discovered, and a group of tomb robbers dug up the tomb of the king of mercenaries and stole the oath of the gods in the mausoleum!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the legendary oath of the gods of man and god has appeared, it is a contract signed between the gods and Helsinki, and at present, the cardinal priest of the Hogra Church of the Primordial Church has gone to the province of Carlos and blocked the Lion King Mountains, should we also act!"

Illidan VIII frowned, without the joy and joy he had imagined.

"It's just a piece of paper, those things in the legend can't be completely taken seriously, if the Primordial Church wants it, let it be given to them!"