CHAPTER XXII
"Yes, I lost, so I am evil, dark, depraved, just like Odra, the Moonlight Chanter, what an elegant name, his music can move the moon gods, his dance can make the gods bow their heads, he appeases the souls of billions of dead in the void plane with a requiem, but he failed, so he is just a legend in history." The giant bear's tone was quite sarcastic, the boss knew that Audra was the name of the bard, and he was frightened when he knew this name, the name Odra has existed much longer than most religions on the seven continents, and his history can be called ancient, but if Gulmi is ancient, then Augudilas is primitive, the initial history of chaos, and his age will not be much younger than that of God.
"You look very old." Zhou Heng finally vomited enough, and was punched in the stomach by the giant bear, making Zhou Heng vomit out everything he had just eaten, and there was nothing left in his stomach.
"Yes, in terms of age alone, even those so-called gods are not much older than me, but I am a person of their time." The bear's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something, and very quickly, this dazed look disappeared in the eyes of the giant bear.
"Man, you can no longer be called a man, you are more profound than the god of wisdom, stronger than the god of power, more elegant than the god of the moon, you are the lover of the goddess of nature, you are the first wise man to start the sect of druids, and you are also the fallen one who pulled the entire divine realm down to the mortal world, and you are the one who suffers the curse of all the gods, then you can no longer be called a human."
There are good and evil, there are light popes and dark popes, the dark pope worships the dark prototype - Aberia, the king of the dead - Kudikun, but there is also one of them, the fallen leader who led the darkness to rebel against the gods - Ogudilas, his status in the dark church is not lower than that of the gods, because he killed the gods in human form and made the gods fearful.
"It doesn't make sense, I'm in the past. Let's get down to business, do you want me to heal you? ”
"You, can you heal my wounds?" The boss and Wen Yu asked in surprise.
"Do your best." 、
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Hot, chaotic, and far hotter than magma filled the entire space, scorching this originally rich and ancient land.
Bergertens, with the most fertile land and the longest history in the Lost Continent, was once designated as the capital of the Twelve Empires, and there are many strong people in it, and it is a rare legendary place among all continents.
However, today, when the plane of fire overlaps with Bergertens, trees are instantly charred, human bodies are instantly evaporated, and the hot temperature even melts rocks, and the fertile and fertile land turns into purgatory in an instant.
Lilith stood at the head of the city, the dark black shield protecting every inch of skin on her body, the heavy shield had become colorless, firmly protecting the most important martyr altar of Bergtens, even if the temperature outside was close to the surface of the sun, it could not penetrate the defense of the martyr altar.
There are several magicians sitting on the martyr's altar, and several artifacts are suppressed, not to mention this shallow flame plane, even if the flame temperature outside is a thousand times higher, it can keep a safe party.
"Mistress Lilith."
High Priest Liemi looked at the blazing flames outside the altar of the martyrs, his heart was dripping with pain, he had been here all his life, this place was soaked with the memories of his life, and now, when everything was destroyed, even as a magister, he couldn't help but feel a little more angry in his tone towards the princess Lilith.
"I know, it's all my fault, I'll ask my father for my guilt, and I'll bear all the losses here." With her eyelids lowered, Lilith said with some sadness, her heart aching, though not the same as the high priest's heartache.
"To bear, what is the point of bearing, do you know how many people died in Bergtens? At least 300 million, what are you doing badly, just to provoke the Most High, even if he dies now? How much benefit can you get. I tell you, Bergtens is finished, there is no Bergtens left in this world. "The High Priest was in tears, he was a kind man, he was more than three hundred years old, he fell in love with every plant and tree in this land, and his favorite thing was to make a pot of tea under the wisteria tree he planted when he was three years old in the warm afternoon, and look at the young and energetic boys and girls in the Academy of Magic, or in the slums to watch the eyes of the patients who had regained hope after using the magic to cure a sick patient, and now, all this is ruined, and there will not be a single trace left.
The thousand-year-old capital, at this moment, was burned.
Lilith was silent, she thought of Wen Yu's resistance, but she didn't expect Wen Yu to resist so fiercely, no less than the magic of the forbidden spell that made the entire Bergtens turn into decay, Bergtens, can only become history in the future.
"Am I really wrong? Sister, your lover made me ...... Alas, when everything has already happened, I have no ability to resist, Wen Yu, you are such an arrogant bastard. ”
The High Priest looked at Lilith's silence, and he was speechless, so he turned behind him and kowtowed fiercely to the three huge statues that were a hundred meters tall enshrined in the center of the pile of statues.
"O merciful gods, I beg of you. At the cost of my life, I would like to ask God to perform a miracle to bring Bergtens back to life. The high priest kowtowed desperately, but the dark gods who were worshiped were as silent as Lilith, the high priest had only heard the oracle five times in his life, and each oracle was a miracle birth, but this time, even if the high priest's life was sacrificed, the gods would not smooth the land, if the great mage prayed to the gods when releasing the "primordial trace", maybe there was still a glimmer of life, but when the disaster had happened, the dead had gone to hell, and when the cause of the results, even the gods did not dare to intervene.
The law of cause and effect is an absolute law that all the gods fear.
The High Priest was still kowtowing desperately, the dull echo echoed throughout the Martyrs' Altar, and the other priests and priests did not dare to go up to stop it, neither Lilith nor the High Priest were usually the objects they could reach, and the others did not even dare to breathe loudly in front of the two people.
"God, I will be a servant forever, begging you to send down miracles." At the thousandth sound, the high priest's cheeks were covered with blood, and a skull had been exposed on his forehead, and the flesh was covered with blood on the kowtow ground, but the high priest begged loudly as if he didn't feel the pain.
"Servant, how could God need a servant like you." A mysterious and cold voice suddenly came from one of the three largest statues, although this statue was as famous as the other two main gods, but no one had ever received an edict from this statue since the founding of the Dark Pope, as if the figure represented by this statue was only a piece of history, a history of destroying gods and demons.
The name of the statue is Ogudilas, the man cursed by the gods.
The High Priest had heard the oracles of the gods of the dark veins countless times, but he had never heard the words of Ogudilas, a life that was not a god, but had a more powerful life than a god, let alone a high priest, and even a natural pope with a longer history than the Dark Pope had never heard of this mythical figure who created the three secret methods of the druids.
"You, who are you?"
"Don't say my name in front of my statue, or you'll be cursed by the gods."
"Great, sir, you, you." The high priest didn't know what to say, this benevolent brother was famous, it was rumored that he was more evil than the devil, more depraved than the abyss life, and the embodiment of all evil and sin in the world, if it weren't for the Dark Pope who had been fighting with the Light Pope, he would not have put such a fierce god for the followers of the Dark Pope to believe.
"Don't beg God anymore, they are all fools who tie their hands and feet, they don't dare to resist the results prescribed by the law of cause and effect, it's funny, who would dare to resist." The voice said with embarrassment, as if it was recalling something.
Then, there was silence, a long silence, the high priest couldn't help it, and was about to speak, when the voice of Ogudilas suddenly came, this time unlike the last time, the voice was full of majesty and domineering, and the high priest was not allowed to resist at all.
"I'm not helping you, remember, you owe me a favor."
The entire blood-colored sky suddenly became black, and the flame plane was full of fire light everywhere since its birth, and it was impossible for Begtens, which was superimposed on the flame plane, to have such a thing as darkness, but the sky was dark, and then, like lightning piercing the darkness, cyan light sprinkled down from the sky, and the flames everywhere the blue light went, and even the blazing temperature began to drop rapidly, and in just a few breaths, the flames that could melt the steel had all subsided.
"Well, it's a miracle."
No one but the High Priest knew of the existence of Augustiras, and this wonderful sight naturally led others to believe that only the gods who sat on the throne could do it.
This is not the end, when the flames receded, the burned land suddenly grew densely with countless plants and vegetation, just like the vitality before the burning, countless ashes were blown by the cyan wind, slowly growing into a skeleton in the blue light, and then turned into a skeleton, the wall of the burned house was rebuilt, and each wall flashed with mysterious magic runes, the houses, the people, all returned, and the natural disaster just now was like a nightmare.
"This is, time rewind and collective resurrection, how is it possible, this is the collective resurrection technique of hundreds of millions of people." The high priest is staggered, even the top archmage can only resurrect hundreds of people at a time, and the stronger the resurrected person, the fewer people can be resurrected, and the indiscriminate resurrection of hundreds of millions of people has never appeared even in mythology.
"Well, that's all I can do, many of your people have been swallowed up by the law of cause and effect, and even I can only resurrect so much."
"No, no, my lord, your divine power is truly incomparable, even compared to my lord."
The high priest admired in his heart that Bergtens was everything to the high priest, and that the high priest was willing to protect with his life, and when Augustias rebuilt Bergtens, the high priest decided to pay homage to Ogendiras every day in the future, offering his highest respect.