The fall of the Lord of the Sky and the birth of the second God of Prophecy are probably the most sensational event in the entire world in the past month! Uppler, Yasha, and the three layers of the underworld, it is no exaggeration to say that every professional is talking about this, and this behavior will continue for a long time as the news continues to spread. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the birth of the world, the gods have been very far away from ordinary people, living in the outer void and looking down on all beings. It has been said that there are two closest opportunities for ordinary people to get to the gods, once when they pray in front of the gods in front of the gods, and once when they go to the kingdom of the gods after death.

And now they had the privilege of talking about the death of one god and the birth of another—privately, of course, and it was not wise for the Divine World to discuss a god, which was utterly blasphemous to some devout believers and clergy, even if it was not the one they believed in—but it did not affect their excitement or curiosity in the slightest.

Especially in the Buffetson Business Alliance, where faith is not very prevalent, you can still see professionals talking on the streets. What's even more exaggerated is that under the influence of the idea of the supremacy of money, a shrewd, greedy, and bold businessman even came up with a new money-making plan: the story of the Red Keep Witness, which only costs ten gold coins, and takes you to explore the whole process of the birth of the gods!

The exaggerated red font spreads out on the bustling streets, and every word seems to have infinite magic, attracting the attention of passers-by. In their eyes, the red font changed into a girl in cool clothes, stretched out her snow-white arm and waved to them enthusiastically, and let out a cheerful and affectionate cry: Come, just listen, aren't you curious!

Curious, just curious!

Curiosity triumphed over reason, and the pedestrian, who had enough gold coins, only hesitated for a second before quickly pulling out ten gold coins and buying tickets to enter.

Entering a very mysterious small door, behind it was a small hall that had been deliberately renovated, and the auditorium was noisy, and all kinds of people who walked in out of curiosity filled nearly five hundred places in the small hall. To be honest, seeing such a big battle, some people who bought tickets to come in have already regretted it, where is this to take you to explore the whole process of the birth of the gods, this is simply a blasphemy to teach you to be a blasphemous! God bless, I hope it will not be targeted by the crazy clergy because of this, and some believers and clergy are really irrational when they go crazy.

In the middle of the auditorium sat the host and a young man smiling from ear to ear, a man who was so lucky that he witnessed the birth of the god of prophecy that was jealous.

"Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, welcome......" The host's opening remarks were interrupted by a mage shrouded in black robes, and not only that, but even the host himself was thrown off the stage with a whirlwind.

"Let's get started, I'm very interested in your experience at the Red Keep." The cold voice of the black-robed mage made the smile of the young man on the stage completely freeze.

"Guards, where are the guards? Sir, what is your behavior like this......" A wind blade grazed the host's cheek and landed on the ground, until a drop of blood dropped, and he let out a piercing scream.

"Shut up." Together with the cold and piercing voice, there was a powerful momentum that enveloped the entire small hall, and everyone found themselves pinned down in their seats and unable to move, and several silver professionals hidden in the crowd instantly felt that terrifying pressure, this black-robed man was at least a golden archmage! Hearing the host's shouts and screams, a team of guards who hurriedly turned up from the backstage were overwhelmed by the powerful momentum almost the moment they came out.

This scene is more effective than any deterrence, and the host covers his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making any noise.

"Honorable ...... Dear Sir, what would you like to know? Now the only one in the small hall who can move freely is probably the young man on the stage, he pulled a smile that was more ugly than crying, and asked tremblingly.

"Did you really witness the birth of a second god of prophecy?"

"Yes...... Yes, sir. The young man tried to answer the question quickly and accurately, and when he was done, he took the initiative to add, "As long as I know, whatever you want to know, sir, I am willing to tell you." ”

"Not lying." The black-robed man's fingers tapped on the armrest, making a clicking sound that echoed through the Great Hall—because of the black-robed man's great power, everyone in the entire auditorium pretended to be a qualified puppet, unable to speak or move, and of course, they couldn't move even if they wanted to—and the young man felt like a blow on his heart with every blow.

"Do you see the God of Prophecy?"

"I didn't ...... No...... There ......," the young man's tongue was knotted, "because there was a strong light hanging over him when the god of prophecy lit the divine fire, and I didn't see it clearly." ”

"A woman who looks like a noblewoman, that's your assessment?" The black-robed man's words made the young man's mouth open wide in horror, and the great fear overwhelmed him, and he sat on the stage trembling all over, and his eyes were almost glared at by his master, this man actually knew what he was thinking! Could it be that his blasphemy against the God of Prophecy in the past two days has finally attracted the punishment of the gods?

"It seems so. Where exactly does the God of Prophecy appear when he ignites the divine fire? The black-robed man ignored the young man's fears and asked a second question.

After two questions, the host and all those who bought tickets to enter the small hall witnessed one of the weirdest Q&As of their lives.

The black-robed man sat in his seat and muttered to himself, ignoring whether the young man on the stage had answered his question or not. Ten seconds long, three seconds short, and the black-robed man will ask the next question. The young man on the stage was trembling from beginning to end, and they could even hear his teeth chattering echoing through the quiet auditorium.

A ridiculous guess arose in the minds of many professionals, they couldn't be toyed with by a golden archmage with a problematic brain, right? The gods testified that they had really only been tempted to enter by mistake, and there was no need to arrange for a powerful and brain-wielding archmage to torture them. As long as they can leave here safely, they will no longer dare to explore the secrets of the gods at will, definitely!

Only the young man on the stage knew how terrible the black-robed man he was facing now was, every time he heard the other party's question, his brain would think of something uncontrollably, and these things were exposed to the black-robed man like this. And judging from the reaction of the black-robed man, it seems that he prefers to use this way to quickly get information from others.

After five questions, the black-robed man stopped asking.

At this time, the other people in the auditorium could no longer find a second adjective other than absurdity to describe the here and now, what they saw and heard. And when the black-robed man stopped asking, and the young man on the stage rolled his eyes and completely fainted, it made this absurdity reach a climax. It's a shame that you faint in the face of a mage talking to yourself!

The host looked at the young man who fainted on the stage with great disdain, and suddenly he saw a handful of golden sand flying out of the black-robed man. Although it was sand, it was more delicate and soft than any work of art, exuding a beautiful and charming golden light that made him unable to take his eyes off. Then he realized that there was a golden archmage with a bad brain, and he quickly cast his gaze on the place in front of him, as if there was something precious waiting for him to admire.

The black-robed man caught the golden sands that flew out automatically, and the golden sands in his palm changed shape and finally turned into a two-way mirror. Arros's eyebrows furrowed under the hood, and it seemed that he could get another message after activating the god's blood and obtaining one message.

He opened the two-way mirror, revealing a handsome young man, the other half of the owner of the Sands, Adam. Almost at the same time as the two-way mirror was opened, everyone in the small hall, merchants, warriors, and mages all fell into a coma, and there was not a single one left.

"There's a message ......," Adam's cheerful voice came from the two-way mirror.

"I'll listen."

"Okay." Adam on the other side was not hit by Arros's indifference, "Actually, I'm not sure, but one thing is guaranteed, this news is really related to the Goddess of Silence." ”

"I wish I could fly to you right now."

"Don't, in case it doesn't help you......"

“…… You can read the mind directly. ”

On the other side of the ...... mirror, Adam turned to Isabella and asked, "Am I that long-winded?" Arros would rather fly to his place at once and read the mind than listen to him.

"I didn't know just now, but now ......," Isabella pointed to the two-way mirror in Adam's hand, "and the gentleman across from him doesn't seem to be very happy. ”

"No matter." Adam shrugged his shoulders and continued to pick up the two-way mirror and said to Arros, "I happened to encounter a group of dark elves in the Dark Realm who offered sacrifices to their gods, the Spider and the Goddess of Death. ”

The Spider and the Goddess of Death, the name Arros has heard in these months, holds the priesthood of death!

"Go on."

"When the will of the spider and the goddess of death descended on the dark realm, two avatars appeared, one of which was a human and the lower body was a spider, and I have inquired, this is the most common incarnation of the spider and the goddess of death." When Adam said this, he pursed his lips when he saw Arros in the mirror, looking very impatient, and he hurriedly told him what was behind in one breath.

"The other avatar was shrouded in black robes, holding a huge black scythe in his hand, and his eyes were red."

Rustling!

Adam swore he really saw the chair beneath Arros turn into a pile of yellow sand and fall to the ground as he finished saying this, and saw the other unconscious people around him as a result. Before he could wonder what Arros was doing, the other party's anxious voice had already come from the mirror.

"Are you sure it's a giant black scythe?"

"Absolutely."

"The rest of the sands is yours." (To be continued.) )