A sandy beach near the coast.

It's far away from the city, or from any place where people gather.

Several great magicians are refining various materials used to depict formations on the magic site, so as to ensure that the burden of summoning the gods is shared with these carefully refined materials, and reduce the possible casualties of the witches.

A little further from the beach, the many high-ranking members of the Council of the Sages stood in strange directions.

They weren't part of the ritual of invoking the gods, but their deliberate stance was a subtle fit in with some sort of scouting formation to prevent anyone from intruding into the scene of their ritual of summoning the gods.

And dozens of kilometers outside of this group of high-level people, there are also countless middle-level members of the Sage Council who isolate this place.

Under double protection, try to isolate any outsiders who want to break in.

Time passed slowly, and with the efforts of many great magicians, a huge magic circle carved with various rare magical materials was about to take shape.

Hundreds of excellent witches were silently brewing, recalling the spells they needed to chant and the rhythm of magic transmission, ready to wait for the circle to be carved and then come forward to preside over this ritual of summoning the gods.

Not far away, in the upper echelons of the Council of the Sages, Alice's spirit looked at the strange beside her.

"We've prepared some holy relics, I wonder which ones you're going to use?"

Alice asked.

Using the relics, you can summon gods associated with the relics with a high probability and increase the success rate of summoning the gods.

"Relic? What are they? ”

Suddenly, she looked at Alice with some curiosity.

"Fragments of the Nine Tripods, Sword of St. Caitlin, Fragments of Mjölnir, Ancient Snake Fossils, Gungnir Imitations, Branches of Uhktrahir, Fenrir's Teeth."

Alice brought along all the relics she had.

"Good fellow, stabbed the nest of Norse mythology?" Suddenly listening to these familiar names, I couldn't help but complain.

Most of the relics prepared by Alice are related to Norse mythology.

"After all, we have a lot of ties to Europe."

Alice shrugged and explained.

After all, the Council of the Magi originated in England, and had a good relationship with the Italian Bronze Black Cross, and was also deeply involved with the Nordic Magic Association under the Marquis of Warban.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the relics are dominated by European mythology.

"You don't need what you prepared, just use this as a holy relic."

With a playful smile, he handed Alice a blue clear glass-like orb.

Alice took the blue ball and didn't ask anything, merging with the body of herself that Ericsson had been holding beside her.

Then dragged the weakened body and walked with difficulty to the direction of the magic array not far away, presiding over this level of magic ceremony, she had to use the weak body to go into battle herself, not to use the spirit body to get over.

Suddenly, he looked at Alice's body in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What he handed Alice was a solid speed force crystallized by the Divine Force.

Presumably, the Divine Summoning Ritual could not comprehend this Divine Speed Force Crystallization at all, after all, the essence of Divine Rapid Force is beyond the multiverse, and it is not something that such a magical system limited to the planet can understand.

However, on the surface of the Divine Speed Force Crystal, there was a dense "breath" of speed, time, space, and omnipotence that had been specially retained and not removed, and the relevant rules were tightly wrapped around the Divine Speed Force Crystal.

Presumably, based on such a strong "breath", the god-summoning ritual can pull down a few gods who are strong enough in the relevant field from mythology.

And in addition to being used as a sacred relic to locate the gods in mythology, this Divine Speed Power Crystal will also provide energy to the witches during the Divine Calling Ceremony.

lest they not be able to summon three powerful gods summoned by using their divine speed power as holy relics, and they will directly die on the spot.

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"High-end magic associations often use the most simple monitoring methods."

Saya Gongxin couldn't help but smile and complain.

In front of her was a large screen, playing the ongoing god-calling ritual of the Sage Council from a very high perspective.

Because the Council of Sages is very strict about the control of the surroundings, and various measures to counter the monitoring magic are also very perfect, but unexpectedly it seems that there is no defense of the eyes of the sky.

So Saya Miyashin directly contacted the Japanese government in the name of the official history compilation committee, and used satellites to monitor this grand ceremony from a high altitude.

"That's a big deal."

Saya Gongxin couldn't help but be stunned as she looked at the picture after being magnified many times.

The Wise Council's ceremony this time is definitely a big investment.

At a glance, she saw many world-famous witches slowly walking into the magic array, and there was even the famous Princess Alice in the center of the magic array!

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In addition to the official history compilation committee represented by Saya Gongxin, many magical organizations in the world with heads and faces, after discovering that the Sage Council deliberately opened up the sky vision to them, most of them mobilized satellites to watch the actions of the Sage Council in real time.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Everyone wondered what the outcome of the Council of the Magi would be after such a big move.

Is it torn apart by the angry disobedient gods? Or was he killed halfway through by the Black Prince of the God Slayer? Or will the whole world celebrate the birth of a new king?

They all watched as countless witches chanted incantations, and watched Princess Alice, who was the leader, slowly put the blue ball in her hand into the center of the magic circle after a series of operations.

The next moment, it was shining.

These magical societies were deprived of their view from the air and watched by satellites, and for a moment they could not see anything.

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A distant and quiet secluded world.

This is where only the wise men who have reached the realm of the gods with the spirit and spiritual wisdom can set foot here.

The spirits, emotions, and beliefs that have accumulated over countless years on this planet and related parallel worlds have given birth to the realm of mythology in the depths of the netherworld, and the gods have their own duties in the wonderful, non-real and non-imaginary realm of mythology.

And at the junction of myth and the netherworld, a girl stands quietly.

She has a cute childlike face and a petite physique, her long purple hair is parted from side to side into a double ponytail, and she wears a thin white dress.

This is the goddess Pandora.

As a special god of disobedience, she naturally reversed the myth, from giving nightmares and despair to giving hope and miracles.

With a magical ritual called the Pandora Dark Sacrifice, he guards the door of the myth and creates a miracle called the God Slayer. Through the reincarnation technique, the power of the defeated god and the body that can compete with the god are transferred as a reward to the person who defeated the god, and he becomes the demon king, the god killer.

And at this moment, Pandora is looking into the depths of the myth with an unprecedented solemn expression.

As the most special god of disobedience, even if she has deviated from the myth and become a god of disobedience, she can still feel the slightest movement in the myth.

Pandora could feel that the summoning rituals of the humans on earth seemed to awaken some ancient beings at the bottom of the myth.

Myths, which are neither real nor imaginary, are extracting the power of myths from all the parallel worlds of the godslayer and trying to summon the gods that correspond to the concept of the summoning ritual.

The incarnation of a god of this level, even if he has exhausted the power of the godkiller's other parallel world myths, can only summon a similar weakened version, and I am afraid that it may not be possible to solve the problem by awakening the last king Rama.

Pandora pondered, and couldn't help but sigh at the power of action of the humans on the ground.

"It's really nonsense, how can they have so much energy to support these three beings to appear in such a complete posture?" Pandora couldn't help but swallow as she looked at the three figures who were breaking away from the myth.