In the endless sea of chaos, the flow rate of the world varies from plane to plane, and the nearly forty years that the Messiah spent in the World of Warcraft plane has spent a full 100 years in the Marvel universe.

"Father, the Light Ball tells Alice that in the World of Warcraft plane, the army of the tribe has crossed the Dark Gate."

"Uncle Messiah's Yahweh Holy Power has just been restored to the second order, do you need me to send someone to help him?"

When Alice, the goddess of the magic net, who had grown to a height of one meter six and looked like a slim girl, appeared behind Edward and said these words.

Edward was standing at the very top of Buckingham Palace in London, looking at the buildings of the futuristic city around him, which had completely degraded to the colors of Codemon.

Nearly 1,000 slaves belong to the City of London's miniature space virtual satellites, celebratory banners projected from Earth's low Earth orbit, suspended between cylindrical high-rise buildings loaded with various spell plug-in modules.

All kinds of strange and strange magic plants exude a strong magic factor, dotting all corners of the city, and the semi-physical transparent virtual traffic road system built by the branch projection of the Supreme Magic Network is like a blood vessel of different thicknesses, linking the vitality and vitality of the entire city.

Today, with the earth as the core, the Supreme Magic Network has spread to nearly one thousandth of a galaxy, and the earth has become the region with the largest pure magic factor in the entire Marvel universe except for the magic world.

"Thank you for the reminder, Alice."

Turning around, Edward touched the ends of Alice's hair dotingly.

"But with the Messiah, I have already arranged it!"

"Father, Alice is no longer a child."

Alice straightened her hair and pouted at Edward.

Before the Messiah traveled to the World of Warcraft, in the process of assisting the big ball of light to make the "Kabbalah Tree of Life", he understood the almost natural and inseparable meaning between himself as Edward's unique artifact and Edward, this cute little thing has rarely done anything in the past hundred years, and it seems to be much more mature.

"Okay, okay! Growing up Alice isn't as cute as she used to be! ”

"Go and inform your Aunt Anne."

"Mr. Jackson, the Imperial Prime Minister, personally sent the 'Invitation to the Centenary Dinner of the Federal Government' to Buckingham Palace at noon today, and asked her to arrange the person who will participate on our behalf!"

Edward paused deliberately, a wicked smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"In addition, please remember that in the name of the Imperial Family, let our people award the 'Imperial First Class Fertility Medal' to Mr. Tony Stark, who has given birth to his seventh child, at the dinner, to reward the Stark family for their outstanding contribution to invigorating the Earth Federation's declining fertility rate for the 28th consecutive year!"

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Let's shift the camera once again to the lair of the demigod archmage and guardian Medivan in the upwind trail area, and plunge directly into the sky beneath the Karazan Tower.

"Sure enough, as the deity said, the power of the spellcasters in this world and the mana of the spellcasters on our earth are completely different in root."

A mysterious man in a black robe stood beside the Messiah, his eyes radiating a faint purple glow, and the vast spiritual power mixed with tens of millions of mysterious runes condensed by magic power evenly enveloped this huge tower.

Almost every minute and every second, countless runes were combined into millions of probing spells of different types and purposes under the manipulation of the mysterious man's spiritual power.

Each of these spells is very small, and ordinary people can only see beams of energy ripples formed by colorful brilliance, constantly landing on the outer wall of the tower from all corners of the tower, and the light blue magic light that emerges from the tower body ripples, analyzing and eroding the Karazhan Tower itself, the arcane defense system that has been constructed by the joint efforts of several generations of second-order mid-level demigod guardians.

"The magical energy of our earth casters, before the magic net rules represented by Alice came, were only one of the ancient magic empires of the Solomonic Arcane Universe that were researched by the ancient magic empire, and the four elemental energies were harmonized through spiritual power, and fused into a high-quality energy in a certain proportion."

"And the magic arcane power of this world is as powerful as the rules of cosmic light represented by the holy light, and it is one of the basic energies inherited from the creator Titan, which has decayed and degenerated."

"According to my research during this period of time, because of the difference in the nature of this power, any official mage can release a summoning space spell that can cross dimensions and cross stars."

"But in other applications, they are far inferior to us Earth spellcasters."

Under the black hood of the mysterious man, a spellcaster who looked like a seven-point resemblance to the Messiah said in a proud tone.

The seven-colored rainbow light wrapped around the Karazan Tower spread out in the air as the mysterious man's spiritual power subsided, and he waved his hand confidently, and a one-foot-long ink-colored staff slipped out of the long sleeves of the black robe, holding the magic wand, and the top was blessed by the mysterious man's will, emitting a brilliant purple light.

Then, like a needle stuck in a balloon, just listen to a small "poof! Sound.

This miracle tower, which was spotless before, exuded terrifying energy fluctuations in the perception of any transcendent with strong spiritual power, like a balloon that had been deflated, and thousands of defensive circles shattered one after another in a short period of time, and the scattered arcane energy even rolled up a chaotic wind and dissipated towards the surroundings of the tower.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Samast."

The white-robed priest Messiah said to the black-robed figure next to him in a somewhat emotional tone.

"Sure enough, you still need a professional like you to crack the defenses here so quietly."

Although the defensive spells that have been blessed by the tower of Karazhan for hundreds of years are so powerful in the minds of the natives of Azeroth that in the original history, the tower was not recovered and used by other archmages for a long time after Medivan's death.

But in front of the Messiah, who has already gained a firm foothold, as long as he is willing to consume the power of faith accumulated over the years and use the Kabbalah Tree of Life to unleash some powerful heavenly holy arts, it is impossible for this tower to stop the pace of our savior.

Behind the priest's head, the mighty power of Yahweh turned into a circle of light, emitting a divine and holy glow that imprisoned the energy fluctuations in a 5-kilometer radius around Karazhan and calmed the winds caused by the dissipation of arcane energy.

"Your Excellency the Savior has praised it."

Edward used the Earth Federation's new-generation cloning technology, a pure human avatar made from the human cells of the body, and just recently used the power of the main god's Great Light Sphere to cross over from the Earth of the Marvel world, the second-order median great spellcaster-Somast, responded in a wise and deep voice.

"We are both independent incarnations of the ontology, and your Heavenly Sacred Technique is just not very suitable for breaking the protection without moving."

As Samast said, if he hadn't crossed over, in Messiah's plan, if he wanted to farm the "Karazan" dungeon, he would have to wait at least until the first tribal invasion was completely over.

Because the Messiah's incomparable "heavenly holy arts" have an extremely significant feature, that is, the visual effects are very gorgeous, once started, the brilliant light has to be sprinkled at least one-fifth of the Eastern Kingdom continent, that kind of miraculous scene is certainly very suitable for mission, but it is really not suitable for the low-key style of the Messiah at this stage.

Shaking off the non-existent dust on his black robe, Samast turned sideways, made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, and then walked with the Messiah into Karazan, who had been stripped naked······