The Prophet's Medicine Spoon looked up.

Above the boundless blue sky, a terrifying fireball like a torrential rain descended from the sky, and with the wrath of God's might, the black sun kept its head down.

At this time, miracles overrode natural disasters, and the power of the gods resounded through the heavens.

The source of the catastrophe that has created countless monsters in the past thirty years and made the whole world fearful, the black dark sun, which is secretly worshiped by many people, seems incomparably small at this moment.

In the center of the flames and explosions, the dark sun fell and sank from the sky into the ocean.

This scene in the sky made the citizens of Yaocheng stunned one by one.

The medicine spoon pursed his lips and said in a low and reverent voice, "The gods are falling into the sun." ”

Everyone fell into a carnival in an instant, and their hearts were surging.

"Gods, gods!"

"Invincible Yao God!"

"Praise be to you, great god! Yao God is the only sun and true god! ”

"The sun is sinking! Hahaha, happy! ”

"In front of the god Yao, the dark sun must also surrender!"

"There is only one creator in the world, and that is Yaoshen!"

On the steps of the temple, the medicine spoon looked at the countless fanatical people around him.

She paused for a moment in her hand, and the brass ring at the tip of the staff rattled.

This is the inspiration that the medicine spoon got from the prophet Doren Nununa next door. The cane can be used as an aid to movement, as well as a sign, and with a little modification, it can also be used as a vocal tool.

The crisp sound caused by the impact of the copper ring suddenly quieted down the nearby citizens. This calm spread like a wave of water, and everyone looked at the prophet on the steps of the temple.

The medicine spoon's gaze swept over everyone, she didn't speak, and everyone didn't dare to speak.

The prophetess said majestically: "The power of God cannot be violated." ”

"Even if it is the sun, it must operate according to the will of the god Yao."

"The great God Yao has returned to his faithful world."

"Citizens, this is an incomparably important day, a holy and noble moment."

"As followers and servants, we can't see the greatness of the gods with our eyes, but we can at least remember this day."

"Please remember the present, remember the glory of this time, remember the majesty of the gods, remember our pride and humility as followers and witnesses."

"Let's celebrate and commemorate this day with festivals and festivals!"

The medicine spoon said slowly: "Today is when the gods fall into the sun!" ”

"Falling Sun! Falling Sun! ”

"Sunfall Festival! Sunfall Festival! ”

"Divine power descends from the sky, when the sun falls!"

One by one, the citizens immediately knelt on the ground and began to pray and worship.

……

In the middle of the salt city, Dorununu stood on a high platform, his finger full of precious stones and gold pointed to the sky, and excitedly proclaimed, "This is the power of the gods!" ”

"The gods are domesticating the sun!"

"This is the will of the god Yao, the punishment of the great Creator for the sun."

"The gods are angry, and the sun sinks into the sea."

"Today is the guidance given to us by the gods, except for the gods in the temple of Lord Yao, the rest are all false gods!"

For many years, Dorununu spoke with an islander accent, and his diction was not as elaborate and dignified as the prophet next door. But on the other hand, the chief prophet was more passionate and spoke simply and easily understood.

"Citizens!"

"Listen to me."

"The gods have put the reins on the sun, just as we once tamed wild horses!"

The old prophet waved his golden scepter excitedly, and his voice was muffled, as if he were taming the sun with the gods.

"It's an amazing day, and we must record it for posterity and let our generations know about it."

"To celebrate the miracle of the gods' taming day, everyone, take out the wine and drink it!"

As he spoke, the old prophet lifted a clay pot handed by the man next to him and took a big sip.

The old mayor Shang Li beside him couldn't help but remind in a low voice: "You better drink less." ”

"Out of the way, out of the way, today is the day when the gods show their might. Although I am a prophet of the white gods, I am also a servant of the temple of Lord Yaoshen...... How can you do it without drinking a little more! ”

The young prophet drank happily.

He waved his golden scepter: "Everyone, let's revel, let's dance, let's sing!" This moment belongs to the god Yao, and it also belongs to us as believers, let us offer our joy and praise to the great god Yao! ”

The old prophet took the lead in grasping the golden scepter with both hands and twisted it, and the multicolored bird feather cloak on his body swayed in the wind, and his posture was extremely flexible.

The citizens laughed when they saw this, and they all sang and danced, drank and carnivaled.

After a brief period of slavery and turmoil, this ruined city is rejuvenated as the sun goes down.

The old mayor Shang Li also tried to twist, but compared to the silky old prophet next to him, he looked stiff and clumsy. He also accidentally flashed his waist.

Shang Li grinned and shrank to the side, crutches with one hand and his old waist with the other, painful and happy.

Everyone in Yancheng is celebrating lively.

Shang Li set his sights in the direction of the monument.

Old man, how are you doing in a ghost town now? It's time to celebrate.

It won't be long before we meet again.

At that time, you must have laughed at me as an old fellow.

……

The southern part of the continent.

In the ghost town of Saniloli, Mayor Chapman is discussing a specific cooperation plan with the Stove Clan.

If he wanted to, Chapman could easily take on this group of dwarves who didn't know much about anything, and play them around. However, considering the long-term cooperation in the future, it is necessary to be open and honest and ensure the interests of both parties as much as possible.

Giving a simple and accurate explanation to the dwarves is a laborious task.

The dwarves, who already had a language barrier, were at a loss when they heard it.

Just as Chapman was wiping his sweat and preparing to repeat it, a violent roar suddenly sounded in the air that he had never heard before.

He looked up and saw the scene that had spread all over the world.

The black sun sank into the ocean under the bombardment of countless flaming meteorites.

The unstoppable gloom was sanctioned by the gods in public and was shot down from the sky.

Even in the city of Saniro, which has always been indisputable, the ghost residents are ecstatic one by one, chanting the god Yao and praising the power and power of the gods.

The sandworms who went to the city to work shivered one by one after seeing the gods fall into the sun, and desperately hid in the dirt. The ghosts could only come and pat lightly and comfort them.

"It's okay, the gods are dealing with the sun, not you."

"This is a city protected by the gods, don't be afraid, you are also citizens of Saniro."

"Okay, okay, it's okay."

"Have you done something blasphemous? If you don't, what are you afraid of? ”

"If you are really afraid, go to worship outside the temple, Lord Yao is very merciful, as long as you worship, I will bless you."

The dwarves were also thrilled to watch.

Mayor Chapman said something that they didn't understand a lot, but they could see the scene in the sky at a glance.

The black sun was plucked off by another force that overcame it and thrown into the sea.

A god who is followed by an undead knight!

In the next corner, three dwarves came together.

"Have you decided?"

"That's it!"

"The first-ever adventure group of the Furnace Clan was formed today."

"The members include, me, tall and strong."

"Mighty and fierce!"

"Burning clouds!"

"[Blast Furnace Stranger] assembled!"

Two male dwarves raised their hammers on the left and right, making iron shapes, and the female dwarves were in the center, holding the hammer in both hands. The dwarven adventure party is frozen.

"Our first adventure goal was to...... Where? ”

Gao Youzhuang suggested: "Go see the sun, where the black sun was shot down, to the sea, to the west!" ”

"Good!"

"[Blast Furnace Stranger], target, west!"

……

In the middle of the sea, on the deck of a galleys.

All the sailors held their heads high and watched the fall of the dark sun in the sky. They threw towels and hats, cheered and cursed the sun.

Without the dark sun, the sea monsters will be much quieter.

Copper Sea wields a copper hammer and hammers a piranha crab back into the sea as it tries to climb onto the boat.

He looked in the direction of the falling sun, and prayed silently in his heart.

Yaoshen-sama.

May your divine power live forever on earth and dispel all darkness from the world.

"You're amazing! Sir, man-eating crabs are tough monsters. ”

A young man approached: "I heard from the sailors that there is said to be a rich fairy in the southern forest, and whoever can marry her will get all her possessions. Are you also looking for fairies? ”

"No, I have a wife."

Tonghai said, "I'll go to the slave traders. Do you know what they are talking about? ”

The other party was surprised: "Aren't they already dead?" ”

"They're everywhere, like bugs."

Tonghai whispered, "Have you seen any places where there are no bugs?" ”

The other party thought about it seriously: "The black volcano in the north of Yaocheng on the Western Continent, the volcano is very hot, and there are no bugs. ”

Tong Hai was stunned for a moment: "That's right." What is your name? ”

"Cupe Roll, sir."

The young man showed a mouthful of white teeth: "I am a scholar and am on a pilgrimage. ”

(End of chapter)