Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang.

A continuous roar erupted from the realm of magic.

The Void, the Kingdom of Magical God.

This is truly a realm of magic.

Compared with other gods, the kingdom of God can only rely on those upper planes in the void, and then accept the faith of its own believers, create all things with divine power, and slowly construct a whole set of cowardly postures of the kingdom of God in the world of God with falsehood.

The Goddess of Magic used the power of the Divine Shore to take shape directly in the void, without relying on any upper plane, and purely built all of them with a grain of magical elements, even a single grass and a tree, and the majestic kingdom of each kind of magic elves, which was enough to completely explode dozens of their streets!

After all, this is a world that has been painstakingly managed by three generations of Goddess of Magic, and even if the Goddess of Magic dies, this majestic and powerful kingdom of God will still stand in this void.

At this moment, in this world of God, the sky is shining obliquely, and the purest magic particles cover this magic country, forming the most special light among them.

Thousands of magical runes are in it, crystal clear as water, bright as saints.

Just as soon as the breeze blew, like ink marks that gathered in an instant, I didn't know how many kinds of magic were combined in the beams of light that shone into the kingdom of God.

Layers of magic are blooming, layers of magic are rolling up, like layers of light veils shrouding this divine kingdom, count carefully, exactly thirteen layers!

1st Ring, 2nd Ring, 3rd Ring, 4th Ring...... Even the eleven rings of magic that can only be touched in the legendary realm are all combined in these thirteen layers of light veil in an instant.

It seems that in the entire pluralistic world, this is the highest temple of magic, and any form of existence as long as it is composed of magic in this pluralistic world, it will definitely leave traces in this country, and then it will be randomly combined in the light shrouded in the magic country!

If you look closely, there are trillions of magical invokers scattered throughout this divine kingdom world.

They live in the kingdom of God, birth, old age, sickness and death, and the cycle is endless.

They are the family foundation accumulated by three generations of goddesses of magic for hundreds of thousands of years, and they are one of the most solid backing of an old powerful divine power!

To put it mildly, as long as these believers are present, the power of faith they generate every day is enough for the goddess of magic to firmly anchor the kingdom of God in this void.

And even if all the believers in the goddess of magic in the entire continent are exterminated, the goddess of magic will definitely not fall because of the passage of faith!

Of course, in fact, in the time that this pluralistic world has been born for so long, a god with powerful divine power has rarely fallen because of the shattering of faith.

Perhaps a god with weak or even medium divine power, or even a god with medium divine power, may be unable to make ends meet due to the passage of his believers' beliefs, just like a capitalist's capital chain suddenly breaks, and has to wail, dragged into the astral realm by the resentment and resentment of his believers, and sleeps forever.

As a powerful divine power, each of them has their own unique hole cards to ensure that their faith will not be lost, or even if they are lost, it will never affect the level of their personal divine power.

What can really make them fall is often the attack from the same level of existence, the indiscriminate purge under the turmoil of the world, or the unreserved and false collision from the Force!

If you don't have the right time and place and people to attack together, and several powerful divine powers work together, then everyone will still wash and sleep, and everything will be in your dreams.

Of course, like the goddess of magic, a "sacrifice" that has to die once every time there is turmoil in the world, is unique in the entire world, and it is truly superb!

At present, this 'magical realm' is empty everywhere, and in the center of the kingdom of God, the magnificent palace of more than 10,000 completely different gods and goddesses is manifested and combined.

Spectacular, mysterious, majestic, powerful, incomparable! This is almost all the thoughts that can see the existence of this palace, and the only thought that can be filled with it.

This is the temple that belongs to the goddess of magic, and it is the last place where she hides all kinds of secrets.

Since the beginning of the opening of this great world, she was born because of the two goddesses of creation, and countless powerful things above the gods have been quietly collected by her and placed in this palace.

This includes, but is by no means limited to, the "endless staircase" that is talked about by the mouths of the powerful people in the whole world, and the legend says that you can get out of this diverse world and reach other unknown worlds.

So in this temple, even her gods, if they don't have an absolute reason to set foot in it, they will definitely face the deepest wrath of the goddess of magic!

But now, this beauty has been ruined by the series of smashing sounds coming from the temple.

"Ahhh I knew that the shameless, vile, and indecent mages who could only live on my body by sucking my blood, and who could only perform magic with my magic net, had never given up the idea of betraying me!

They are filthy and disgusting maggots who only know how to claim, not only have they never been to make up for this world in any way, but they are never satisfied! What use do I want this bunch of idiots!

Letting them live is simply a waste of my divine power, I must close their magic net permissions, I want to make them a waste that can't even release a magic skill! I'm going to kill them!!! ”

The goddess of magic sat in the temple with an unhappy look on her face, and countless magical wonders were turned into ashes at her feet.

Even though these magical artifacts were priceless, if they were to be lost in the Overworld, they would be enough to make the mages fight for their heads, but now, at this moment, they are nothing more than props for the goddess of magic to vent her anger.

"I've had enough of those idiots being self-righteous and smart! Beginning with Netheriel, since the birth of the first mage, there is no mage in Calthus, Malaro, Malthus, who can give me peace of mind. These mages who rely on devouring my flesh and blood, relying on me to coordinate the magic power of the magic net, give them the permission of the magic net, and give them a complete spell model, can survive, what is the use of me keeping them! Waiting for them to give me Teacher's Day?! ”

In this temple, thousands of magical runes surged in the eyes of the goddess, changing from moment to moment, and at each moment, there was a kind of jump, reflecting the scene of all the time and space ruled by the magical network.

In fact, the sight of a group of legendary archmages gathering in the half-plane did not hide from her eyes at all.

What's more, she is not without her henchmen in that group of mages who have become elites.

So after that gathering, she already had all the contents of that legendary mage's gathering!

Rage, that endless anger, has filled the goddess's heart in an instant!