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At the same time that Wu Hui won the championship and the heart of the earth, there was an endless calm sea.

On a clear day, more than 20 nautical miles from the main island of the Patrick Islands, a series of magical watchtowers for only one or three people are quietly suspended above the waveless sea.

These magical watchtowers, one every ten nautical miles, are like a ring of guardians, guarding the outermost part of Patrick's main island.

The magic watchtower is not large, and the use of floating technology allows the watchtower to be fixed and suspended at the top of the sea, away from the wind and waves on the sea. The architectural style is somewhat similar to the usual lighthouses, except that in these magic watchtowers, the original top lighting equipment has been replaced by a large scout crystal.

In this way, it is possible to detect the upper and lower levels of the sea within a radius of ten nautical miles, and to detect the gentle and bright light of the crystal, which is also a beacon to guide the lower fishermen of the Patrick Islands to return one after another at night.

It's just that staying in the magic watchtower and monitoring the sea is a very boring thing.

Especially today, on the day of the finals of the Truth Conference, it is particularly boring to stay in such a watchtower and be on duty.

"Today is the Truth Conference, the day of the finals......"

Granger, a young mid-level magician, was leaning on the recliner under the scout crystal, looking at the sea boredly, and muttered secretly, "Alas, it's my turn to be on duty today, it's really unlucky!"

"I heard that the final test is to restore the ruins of an ancient magic array from the previous era!"

"That's esoteric and obscure ancient magic, I really want to see the style of ancient magic!"

Granger looked at the sky and calculated to himself, "Look at the time, the finals have already begun, right?"

"Is it their Holy Land genius Ben Stuart who wins steadily in the end, or is the third prince Charles Springhall taught by the Grand Master of the Royal Palace who is better?"

"That Northland Siren Karen Glacier is ruthless, it's not easy...... There is also Wu Hui, who is only level 1, and the arrogant Lawrence Cambuur, I don't know if they will be able to create miracles in the finals......"

Basking in the sun, Granger ate delicious drunken peanuts as he threw peanuts into the sea.

Peanuts with the aroma of wine and grains soon attracted a group of clever bamboo clipfish under the magic watchtower where he was located.

These small fish, with big round eyes, compete for food in the sea, like little mice in a barn, scrambling around.

When you are bored on duty, it is quite interesting to tease these little fish.

The weather was just right, the sea breeze was blowing, and there was silence all around.

In this beautiful environment blended into nature, this magic watchtower, which is only three floors above and below, seems to be like a small villa, and it is just right.

However.

The bamboo clipfish that were originally in the sea at Granger's feet, grabbing each other's food, suddenly panicked.

As if frightened by something, the little fish scurried wildly in the sea, scattering and fleeing.

Some of the small fish in a panic will even jump out of the water and crash into the base of the magic watchtower.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Granger was slightly stunned.

The scene in front of me is very weird, usually these smart bamboo clip fish, are very bold, even if someone stands next to them, they will not be afraid.

But what's going on now?

Without waiting for Granger to think about it, he noticed that the magic watchtower under his feet suddenly began to tremble violently.

The water element in the air was extremely violent, and the "rumbling" sound constantly filled his eardrums, and the violent tremor from the watchtower made him unsteady on his feet, and he almost fell into the sea.

The wind began to blow on the surface of the sea, and the fierce wind pressure poured into the magic watchtower at once, blowing the chaise longue he had just sat on directly into the air.

I don't know when the sky was filled with thick dark clouds, and the eyes became dim, and the terrifying scene was like the eve of a storm, which made people feel depressed.

"Something's wrong......"

Knowing that something was wrong, Granger quickly stood up from the ground and looked up into the distance.

As a result, at a glance, a chill like midwinter had spread down his vertebrae all the way to his limbs.

I saw that on the sea in the distance, a black line was rushing towards him from the place where the sea and the sky met in the distance.

In just a few breaths, this black line quickly expanded into a huge wave that spanned the entire sea surface and was hundreds of meters high!

The wind was howling, the clouds were surging, and there was a "rumbling" roar everywhere. So much so that the roar was so violent that it was impossible to tell whether it was the thunder rolling in the dark clouds or the roaring waves on the sea.

Granger stared at the apocalyptic scene in amazement, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"This, this is ...... Poseidon's Wrath?!"

What else could such a terrifying roar be besides the "Poseidon's Fury", which only appeared once in the records twenty years ago?

In the face of a roar of this level, the magic watchtower he was in was as small and fragile as a dead leaf in the ocean.

No, not to mention this small magic watchtower, even if it is a small island, in front of the sea god's wrath, it is just a small pebble, and it will be destroyed and swallowed by the waves in an instant!

"Warning!

Perhaps it was the fear in his heart, or the responsibility of the strong, Granger forced himself to get up from the ground, rushed to the core crystal of the watchtower in a few steps, and pressed the warning crystal for the first time.

At the same time, he worked hard to mobilize all the magic power and poured it into the defensive circle.

In this unprecedented terrifying roar, any action that is only one step slower will end up at the bottom of the sea!

Smoothly, the tsunami warning was issued as soon as possible, and the defensive barrier of the magic watchtower was also opened at the same time.

But when Granger turned his head again, a monstrous roar of up to 100 meters was already close at hand.

"It's over, it's over......"

Granger's eyes opened, and the monstrous roar of mountains and mountains surged towards him, and his originally bright brown eyes instantly reflected the deep blue of the sea.

In this apocalyptic scenario, any struggle seems futile. Powerlessness, despair, and panic had completely enveloped him.

He seemed to have seen the near future, when terrifying waves swept across the coastline of the Patrick Islands, destroying harbors and flooding fields, eventually sweeping away every building in his cherished magical sanctuary!

But at this moment, he has no other way than to stand here to welcome the end of fate.

"Wooh!!"

Finally, with a cry of despair, Granger and the magic watchtower he was in were engulfed by the tsunami in an instant.

The sturdy tower of magic is as fragile as a dead leaf in front of tens of thousands of tons of seawater. The defensive barrier constructed by the magic guide crystal was as fragile as a bubble, and it was easily crushed by the raging waves before it was successfully blocked for even a second.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The wind was fierce, the torrential rain was pouring down, and the terrifying waves were as huge as mountain peaks, spreading all the way through the sea for hundreds of kilometers! Everywhere they passed, the magic watchtowers were all like bubbles that had been burst and swallowed up one after another.

At this point, all obstacles were in vain, and only the immensity of the ocean swept across the sea and rushed straight ahead to the Patrick Islands.

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At the same time, the Patrick Islands, a magical mecca, are located in front of the ancient ruins in the middle of the main island.

The slightly simple award ceremony of the Truth Conference has ended, but the bustling crowd at the scene still looks like the residual heat has not dissipated.

People were talking and talking, and they were full of interest and enthusiasm for the various topics that had arisen at this Truth Conference.

But there's no doubt that it's a winner's holiday.

Under the eyes of many admirers, Wu Hui greeted the sun and looked at the heart of the earth in his hand.

"This is the Heart of the Earth, how did those magicians give it such earthy names as 'Soul Rock'?"

Wu Hui secretly thought in his heart, and he also felt the pure positive energy from the heart of the earth, and he was also secretly sighing in his heart.

He has gone from a precarious and broken godhead that may be on the verge of destruction at any time to carefully manage to the point where he is now, and there are too many difficulties along the way.

But now all of this will be a thing of the past, and with this Heart of the Earth, he will be able to successfully restore and promote his Godhead!

At that time, his kingdom will expand again, the number of acceptable believers will increase dramatically, and the buildings in the kingdom will be upgraded again.

On top of that, St. Luke, the Angel of War, can finally break through the limit and successfully advance to level 8 creature!

Level 8 creatures are legendary existences in this world, not to mention one in a thousand, even in millions, among tens of millions of people, there may not be one.

With these capitals, he Wu Hui will also really have the power to compete with many powers in this world!

In short, he was in a very good mood to be able to get the Heart of the Earth. He is now waiting for the conference to end, so that he can take some time to return to the kingdom of God and arrange the relevant upgrade tasks.

Wu Hui was indeed satisfied, but on this side, the three geniuses who lost the game had extremely gloomy expressions, and their faces were even more ugly than snatching a mouthful of flies.

And the whole process is so inexplicable that I don't know why.

President Wood's disciple, Ben Stuart, the top seed known as the genius of the Holy Land, was standing behind President Wood with his head bowed, but his whole body was ashamed and angry, and his whole body trembled slightly in depression.

At this time, if it weren't for the fact that he was trying his best to control it for the sake of the last decency, I'm afraid he would have left this sad place long ago.

On the other side, Charles Springhall, the third prince of the empire, is also not much better.

His face turned pale, and he glared at Wu Hui viciously for a while, then turned to greet his mentor, the Royal Holy Demon Guide Andrew Highway, and wanted to leave.

"Mentor, let's go!"

"Humph!"

Holy Demon Master Andrew glanced at Wu Hui and the others, turned around and left with a cold snort, and a strong aura of depression suddenly rose.

However, before leaving, he did not forget to come to the front of his senior brother, President Wood, and snorted coldly, "This is the magical holy land under your leadership? ”

"You!" said President Wood, who was suffocating in his chest, barely breathing through his breath and fainting.

He really never dreamed that a tournament that he was obviously going to win would be stirred up by Jimmy Gunter, an old guy, and Wu Hui he brought.

But if he loses, he loses, no matter how much he says, no matter how much resentment and unwillingness he has, he can't come out here. Now his only hope is to end everything as soon as possible, and let Wu Hui and Jimmy Gunt leave this Patrick Islands as soon as possible.

"Alas, Karen, it's just a race, I want you to ......"

On this side, Iswell of the Ice Plague patted his lover on the shoulder, trying to give him a little encouragement, but before he could say anything, Karen Glacier politely interrupted.

"Mentor, I see what you mean. I won't take these despicable humans seriously, after all, our high-level kraken is the most powerful race in the world. ”

Karen Glacier's face was indifferent, and there was not the slightest ripple in his sea snake-like pupils, as if the lively crowd in front of him was nothing more than a group of noisy mosquitoes, which had nothing to do with him.

Iswell, who has half human blood, although violent and evil, does not want to see such an ending, but he opens his mouth, and in the end he still does not say anything, only sighs deeply in his heart.

"Jimmy, you cunning old fellow. You've won, you've won, you've won the conference, and now you can leave happily with your companions. ”

When the chores were done, President Wood was filled with resentment and began to reluctantly send off the guests.

Now he was upset when he saw this Jimmy Gaunt, and he wanted to kick him out of the Holy Land Academy with one kick.

"Haha, don't be in a hurry, Brother Wood, shouldn't there be a grand celebration banquet at this time?"

Alchemist Jimmy Gaunt deliberately got cheap and said, "According to the experience of previous years' competitions, this is the time to hold a grand celebration dinner!

Jimmy Gunt was beaming, like a host, and invited several brothers and sisters present one by one.

Archmage Andrew and Iswell of the Ice Plague turned pale, and President Keith Wood was also choked by this Jimmy Gunt.

The president of the association had not yet announced that he was going to hold a celebration banquet, but the old boy took matters into his own hands and set himself up.

Even if it was to be done, it would have to be won by the academy directly under their Magic Association for him to be interested in celebrating.

However.

Without waiting for President Wood to fight back, a piercing coastal defense warning suddenly sounded in the direction of the coastline!

What, what's going on?

The crowd at the scene and many staff members of the Magic Association immediately looked around nervously.

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