After the revival of the gods, although there are believers of the gods who travel around the continent to preach, determined to make the glory of the gods come back to glory, but today's Atlantis is not the era when the gods are strong, there are too many powerful forces and kings to divide the entire continent, and the remnants of the gods are relatively cautious.

Since the beginning of the Demon Tide, there have only been two occasions when the gods have actually struck, the Goddess of Magic, Mistra, to reshape the web, and the Lord of Dawn to intervene in the war in the city of Cernia and declare war on the alien invaders.

However, prudence does not mean decline and recession, on the contrary, they choose to develop in a low-key manner in the neglect of everyone.

If it is said that the 'Pan-Continent Wizards Alliance' and the 'Universal Wizards Conference' have caused an uproar in the entire continent, almost everyone knows about it, and no one knows about it.

So who knows that the remnants of the gods have already made an alliance within the Pantheon, forming an alliance of gods led by the 'Lord of the Dawn of Dawn, Loshanda'?!

The Alliance of the Gods was not in a hurry to step onto the stage of history, nor was it in a hurry to show its strength on the mainland, but chose to use faith as a weapon, holding high the name of saving believers, and quietly expanding its strength.

It is said to be 'quiet', but in fact, no one dares to underestimate the speed of the development of religion, after all, this is a time of many disasters, and for mortals, when they are powerless to change reality, pinning their hopes on the gods is not a bad way out.

From this point of view, the gods are a group that knows how to forbear more than wizards, and naturally they are more terrifying.

Randherson, once the place of faith of the Lord of the Dawn, has now become a holy place for major churches, enjoying the names of 'Holy City' and 'Land of the Gods', and is also the base camp of the Alliance of the Gods.

In the past, only the main temple of Losanda, the Lord of the Morning Sun, was allowed to exist here, but now, there are at least sixty or seventy large temples scattered around, receiving worship from devout believers from all over the continent, countless races of intelligent beings, and from time to time gods send down miracles to show their benevolence and kindness.

The gods have strength and weakness, naturally, the temple also has high and low, the temple of the Lord of the Morning Sun, Luoshanda, is the tallest and most brilliant, but it is second only to the temple next to the Luoshanda Temple, but it is a temple that looks like an ordinary one.

It does not have the grandeur of the surrounding temples, the scrolls of the divine radiance descended from the gods, and the devotees that come and go, but everyone does not dare to ignore its existence, because its owner is the second person in the alliance of gods after Loshanda, the goddess of magic, Mistra.

At this time, in the temple.

The idol belonging to the lady suddenly lit up, and the brilliant divine light rippled out, and it overflowed the entire hall in a flash.

In the divine light, the clay sculpture of the god fetus slowly raised its head, looking into the distance, a pair of eyes seemed to open and close, as if sensing something, accidentally, from the eyes also bloomed a complex and difficult to understand look.

She felt the man's breath, and she had been looking for him for a long time since she woke up.

She once thought that the other party was completely annihilated, but she didn't expect that just when she was ready to give up, she actually felt the breath of the other party again, which may be the impermanence of fate.

Although the Magic Lady does not need too many believers, as long as there is a spellcaster who touches the magic web, she must contribute faith and divine power, but this does not mean that the magic lady does not have devout believers and the church, and even, because she directly controls the magic web, the magic lady can give believers more powerful power.

The moment the lady arrived, the believers and priests in the temple had already sensed, and they appeared in the main hall like milk swallows returning to their nests, trembling and prostrate on the ground, bowing to the gods they believed in.

In just a minute or two, the entire Great Highness was already blackened.

Retracting her gaze, the goddess of magic walked out of the idol with graceful steps, the light gradually converged, and the idol was still a god, but there was a living goddess in front of the statue.

The Magic Lady didn't talk nonsense, but said directly: "My loyal followers, mobilize the most powerful spellcasters of the Church, Arcanists, Temple Guardians, Arcane Mages, War Mages, and Arcane Knights.

I need you to assemble in the shortest possible time, follow in my footsteps, and enter the Penrin Mountains.

I feel the resurgence of the mage god Azus, and I will welcome back my closest friends and advisors. ”

Known as the Mother of Laws, the creator and maintainer of the web, the Lady of Magic derives her faith and spiritual power from every caster who comes into contact with the web, but she does not have the priesthood of a mage.

In fact, she didn't have the patience to teach a mage, so countless years ago, she chose one of the most powerful mortal mages, bestowed on him the priesthood of 'mage', and helped him elevate the throne and become a god, and this was the god of mages, Azus.

As a god, Azus is not very powerful, although the casters are not as good as wizards, but they are also a group of guys known for their calmness, and there are few devout disciples who can devote themselves wholeheartedly to the arms of the gods, so Azus is only a low-level god.

But for the magical lady Mistra, Azus is the best complement and companion.

Especially in the era when the magic net was restarted and the spellcaster was just showing its edge, with the help of Azus, the learning, growth, and even increasing speed of the mages in the entire continent would reach a new level, and this was directly related to the speed of the lady's strength recovery.

This is the reason why the Lady of Magic appeared in a hurry as soon as she sensed the breath of Azus.

Originally, she was ready to reshape the 'mage' godhead after her divine power recovered to a certain level, and then choose a 'mage god' as her arm, but the godhead was not so easy to condense, even with her understanding of the mage, she was unwilling to pay this price.

But now, no longer needed, Azus is revived again, everything is not needed!

In the center of the sacrificial group, an old mage wearing a crown on his head immediately straightened up and said in a loud voice: "My oracle decrees, that is, where our target is!"

As a result, a loud voice sounded in the main hall: "My oracle decrees, that is, where our target is!"

On that day, the Magic Lady's church was secretly mobilized, and the existence below the third order did not feel unusual, but the strong people above the third order had already left under various pretexts, they secretly assembled, secretly entered the Penglin Mountains through various means, and secretly moved towards a certain designated location.

In the dark, their god, the magical lady Mystra, also emerged from the secret realm of the heart of the demon realm, following the path of the believers to follow the breath of Azus.

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Deep in the Penlin Mountains, the Black Sword Mountain camp.

Meereen felt that his good fortune was completely over, and since he entered this camp, he had felt the pervasive prying eyes and coercion, and he was bound and could no longer use it.

Until now, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of this huge super-large witch array was, and he couldn't figure out what the black witch king Marceau wanted to do, but as long as he looked at this secret gathering, there were thousands of wizards who were proficient in the witch array, looked at the massive material consumption, and looked at this almost perverted surveillance, he knew very well that this was the rhythm of making big things.

He came to destroy, but when he actually did it, he felt like he couldn't do it.

He tried to draw the wrong witch array pattern, but only one day later, he was discovered by the three follow-up inspectors, for which he was also criticized.

He wanted to find out some information from the other people, but in fact, everyone basically didn't know about it, and even if he bribed a third-order great wizard, he only got the nonsense that 'this is the order of the Dark Witch King'.

He had been curious about the Black Sword Mountain, but no matter how he analyzed it, he couldn't gain insight into the materials that made up the Sword Mountain.

He also thought about leaving, since this is a secret, then as long as he leaves, he can reveal the news to the outside world. He couldn't find anything, but as long as he met the eyes of others, it meant that the Dark Witch King Marceau's plan had failed.

But when he looked around, he was shocked to find that the entire camp was already a huge prison, and the surveillance was so tight that it was beyond his imagination.

Meereen tried several times, but in the end they all failed, and although he was still able to protect himself from being noticed, he knew that his time was running out - because he had seen a dark wizard stick a cane-like object on the top of the Black Sword Mountain.

At the same time, a strange wave swept across the entire camp and spread outward at an extremely fast speed.

"In that case, then I have to take a risk?" Meereen gritted his teeth, his eyes already filled with determination, and with a flip of his right hand, he pulled a scroll out of his storage bag.

It was the sorcery scroll of 'Meereen's Desperate Revenge, Dark Witch Mass Extermination', he had obtained a lot of materials in Satsuma City, and he had collected the power of fear, and he had made a lot of scrolls like this.

"Anyway, most of the wizards in the camp are dark witches, and I still have a chance to fight. ”