Lunaris Isle, Cowell.

After Levi received the 'supernatural powers', the hailstones that smashed everyone's heads finally turned into normal rain again.

As he expected, in the face of such a decision that affected the survival of Cowell and even the entire Moon Shadow Island, the entire Cowell high-level fell into silence.

Eventually, it was the chief priest who spoke out, hoping that Levi, who represented the will of the northern city-states, would give them a day to discuss the matter.

Of course, Levi also said that he understood, and the budget was ample enough anyway.

The most important thing is that in order to ensure that Calvin was not killed by his own 'Open Door Kill', the [Alien Plane Summoning], which was originally intended to be used to allocate men and horses and replenish supplies, and to attack, retreat and defend, was directly put into the 'cooldown time' by him.

Unlike other spells that can be memorized, or arcane spells that can be modeled through meditation at any time, this spell from Sylvie's dragon legacy is somewhat similar to the 'Heart of Calthus'.

Both are the equivalent of the 'Spellcasting Skill Book' with their own spell templates.

As long as Levi has not been able to fully learn one of these spells, he can only use it to activate the corresponding spell, and then the built-in spell model will begin to enter a similar 'charge' stage.

And every time you use it, it's also equivalent to brushing proficiency.

This kind of good thing that can be called an 'artifact', once it is spread and known by other spellcasters, I am afraid that the legend who wants to catch Levi on the operating table and crack the 'patch' will be able to brush Levi's elite monster in orange outfit.

The only drawback, I'm afraid, is that it's still not flexible enough.

This made Levi, who was accustomed to being invincible, a little insecure.

However, even more insecure than Levi at the moment is probably the benthic demon fish Salacla who was captured by Calvin and stuffed into the body of the Sawa Fish Man.

At this moment, this poor magic fish is tied to the campfire like a mummy, and with the fish bones all over the ground, the fragrant barbecue meat and the dangerous eyes of everyone, it seems to be a backup ingredient for the next dish at any time.

This made Salakra, who had been reborn once, unable to bear it, and before Calvin, who had just recovered from his recovery, could not wait to serve him in the psionic illusion again, Salakra couldn't help but pat the half-charred fishtail that had been roasted, and said in a somewhat rapping lingua franca:

"Ladies and gentlemen... Can you say something? I'm afraid..."

Salakra can actually communicate directly with the consciousness of others through psionic energy, but the common sense of his two lifetimes has told him:

If he dared to make such a rude act that bordered on provocation at this time, I am afraid that he would turn from a dried salted fish into a dead fish in the next second.

But if you don't do anything and stay in the hands of that would-be psinologist, it's worse than death!

He was anxious to change his treatment, even if it was a traitor.

Anyway, he wasn't a real benthic devil fish in the first place, at least not in the soul, so he didn't have too much psychological burden.

After a day's battle, everyone who was busy eating to recover their strength and thinking about what to do after the original plan went bankrupt turned their eyes to this salted fish that was about to be forgotten.

Some of the dragon knights were suddenly stunned, they originally thought that this was also one of the ingredients.

It is said that although this kind of sea sawa-fish people are dangerous and vicious, the glands are highly poisonous, and the meat itself is extremely fishy, but it is said that there are small pieces of meat next to the cheeks that are simply cooked, but they are delicious in the world.

Calvin, whose face had regained a little blood, glanced at him and said expressionlessly:

"Shut up, whether it's your memories or that benthic devilfish heritage, I can slowly flip through it myself, and besides, I like the fun of exploring alone in the ocean of knowledge, and I don't like to be spoiled. ”

As soon as these cold words came out, everyone around them shuddered, and they didn't even dare to look at this man with horns on his head like a devil.

It is said that in Zeelandia, there is such a list of things that cannot be provoked.

But their famous Silver Dragon Lord Levi is not even ranked in the top five...

Because even if you offend this lord, at most, you will be clearly arranged...

And when he slept eighty percent of the time, he forgot about it.

Its intimidation is not as high as that of his daughter Alley, who can be called a humanoid self-propelled natural disaster.

That's often the existence of 'your family is gone' and 'your ancestral shop for three generations is gone'.

However, it is said that since the city hall temporarily introduced a compensation plan, His Royal Highness Alley, who was originally feared as a demon, has become inexplicably very popular...

On the contrary, it is the district manager who has been staying in the city for many years, and it is said that a certain professor was once hit by Calvin when he openly verbally humiliated his wife Vina and belittled her illusion achievements.

Before the scholar-type mage, who was still well-known in the circle, could admit it, he took off his pants in full view of everyone and went all out to an innocent stallion on the street for nearly three hours.

The mage who foamed at the mouth that day was given the nickname 'Groove Horse Mage'.

Later, I don't know if I was looking for death, anyway, the empty-eyed professor disappeared the next day, and I don't know where to go to the Corer continent to patch up his psychological shadow.

On that day, the mages of Drawing Water City finally remembered the horror of being once dominated by psionic illusions and the humiliation of being socially killed...

Since then, Calvin has become the most unprovoked existence in the city of Drawing Water, and there is no one.

And the spell starting style of raising the hand and pointing is also named ——— 'social death finger'.

On the contrary, it was Sean VII and Edvina who listened to Calvin's words.

The former felt that the psionic sorcerer's philosophy was so much in line with her.

During the years when she was still emperor of the Shane Dynasty, she was immersed in government affairs every day, busy with the intervals of intrigue with the Pasha ministers, and interrogating and reading the fragmented memories of those enemies, which was her most decompressing and happiest reading time.

By reading those superficial memories, the conspiracy that she had already recognized, and the back hand that made her sweat break out on her back, she was able to achieve some achievements and satisfaction that were difficult to obtain in reality.

She felt that perhaps compared to the silver dragon who disdained her, the psionic sorcerer who suddenly appeared had more in common with her, and could communicate alone sometime.

Compared with the thoughtful Sean VII, Edvina is much simpler, growing up in the Iron Castle of Moon Shadow Island and not seeing too many princesses in the world, but she simply feels that this middle-aged uncle who is full of mysterious vicissitudes of life, with the overbearing imperative sentence that makes her scalp tingle, has an inexplicable handsomeness.

Seeing that the eyes of the childhood plums who grew up together were about to shine with stars, the paladin Randall beside him inexplicably had a sense of crisis that made him feel helpless.

As the fish in question, Salakra was inexplicably sad and angry, how dare he let his fate continue to be controlled by this terrible psionic sorcerer, and at the risk that his memories might be woven and played, he smiled and fought with all his might:

"But whether it is the inheritance of the benthic devilfish, or my hundreds of years of memory, it is too long and complicated, and I am by no means questioning your reading speed, but it is true!

"Don't you wonder why a mere deep-sea squid handover attracts so many existences, and don't you wonder the mission and purpose of my trip?"

This time, not only did Calvin finally begin to face up to the benthic devilfish, but even Levi, who was thinking about sorting out the overall situation, cast a scrutinizing gaze.

Before these two bigwigs could open their mouths to inquire, Salakra, who dared to continue to sell the guan, closed his eyes and poured out the key information report:

"Because there is probably a fallen god buried here! as long as you find him, you may be able to get the secret of his former god!"

Suddenly hearing this, everyone's eyes widened, and even their breathing stopped.

It's almost a kind of 'Damn, what have I heard, Fengshen?'.

Only Shane VII's eyes were brighter than ever, staring at the damned benthic devilfish, and there was an urge to pry its brain open.

Originally, Salakra thought that Levi would let other unrelated people wait out, even Randall, Edvina and others thought so.

After all, it may be a god, or even a secret of his gods.

As a result, he didn't expect that the silver dragon not only did not show any surprise and fanatical expression, but looked more like a headache and helplessness.

"Go on. ”

Levi does have a headache at the moment, and he feels that he is a special problem, blowing up wherever he goes.

If it weren't for the cooldown of the Alien Plane Summoning, he would have felt the urge to pull open the portal and take people back to the city.

There is no shortage of talent, potential, and plug-ins in him, as long as he continues to build it alive, it will be a brilliant future.

There is simply a need for what is called opportunity.

Anything that concerns the gods and their secrets means trouble, great trouble.

But since he has already collided, getting more information will undoubtedly help him in his next judgment and decision-making.

Hearing Levi's words, Salacla finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the intervention of this silver dragon, it is at least better than staying in the hands of that psionic sorcerer.

With this protection, Salakra seemed to have finally regained a little dignity and confidence as a benthic demon fish, and asked with her head raised slightly:

"I wonder if you've heard of the god-type war that broke out more than 1,600 years ago?

Seeing that the two bigwigs were still indifferent and looked like idiots and dead fish, the benthic devilfish re-encouraged like a deflated ball, and said dryly:

"Before leaving, the Moshk Lord of Skull Harbor told me that the body of the Varigan ̇ Szdebone was probably buried on the island of Lunaris. ”

Hearing this name, Li Wei was a little confused, he had never heard of it.

On the contrary, Calvin seemed to have heard of it, and frowned:

"Warrigan ̇Sdbonne, that remnant of the ancient Jemdas gods, but I have the impression that he wasn't killed by Tyr in 247 BCE? and that the war between them broke out in Turmis, north of the coast of Vernon, how could he have died..."

Calvin stopped speaking halfway through, because gods are creatures, and the distance of space does not seem to be anything to them, and in the chaotic god war back then, there were gods who fought from the celestial realm to the lower plane, and from the main material plane to the astral plane.

Although 247 years before the valley calendar is basically the end of the mighty god war, it is said that the intensity of that god war is not small.

At this time, Sean VII on the side suddenly spoke:

"I've heard of this god, but it's impossible to know what god it is, and it seems that his ministry seems to be in a state of anarchic chaos... It was officially lit in 269 B.C. and in 247 B.C.

After the addition of Shane VII, Calvin's fragmented Mopp, and the benthic demon fish, the war involving the gods became clear.

In 247 BCE, Tyr had just been born from the Otherworldly Gate with 200 divine envoys when he was drawn into the final war of the gods.

It's just that whether it is Tyr's explosive temperament or the camp, it is determined that this god who recklessly penetrates the barrier of the world has barely thought about the question of position, so he raised his great sword and slashed at the skull of this unlucky god.

The reason is also very simple, at that time, Thrasand IV, who reigned in Turmis, was extremely bloodthirsty and murderous, and was in a fierce war with the elves of the south, and the people of Chidi were struggling to survive.

This made the self-proclaimed righteous steel god look down, and immediately took two hundred divine envoys to fight directly with Varigan, but the gods in the astral kingdom fought more happily, this weak god who was pressed to the ground all the way by Tyr and rubbed it was estimated that he did not dare to return to the more dangerous astral boundary, so he had to open a portal and escaped, while Tyr chased in with the remaining divine envoys.

But where the portal leads and what happens after that remains a mystery remains a mystery.

It's just that when Tyr reappeared in the public eye, there was not much left of the divine envoy around him, and he even had a broken arm, and his expression was a little depressed.

He allowed the remaining oracles to return to their original world, leaving him in Corell.

His actions and sacrifices in those years also attracted the attention of Ilmat, the god of suffering, who was still unknown at the time, and joined Tyr's command, and in the following years, Tom, the god of loyalty, also became the warrior of Tyr, the god of justice.

From that moment on, the world began to be the Three Gods of Justice.

But if it was really like the information provided by this benthic demon fish, it was indeed possible for them to get the method of sealing the gods from the tile god who had fallen in just 22 years after ascending to the gods.

Becoming a god is almost an irresistible ultimate dream for mortals.

The way to ignite the divine fire has always been firmly controlled by the gods, so that few people have heard of any mortal from Corell becoming a god.

Hearing this, everyone was in a bit of a trance.

It was as if he was so close to God.

Several polymaths appeared one after another, and Sarakra couldn't help but put away his arrogance as a benthic demon fish, and no longer dared to show off his shallow knowledge, when he was smashing the two fish lips to persuade the silver dragon, he saw Levi knocking his fingers on his head, and said with a headache:

"You don't want to tell me that place is in the Iron Castle. ”

Salakra couldn't help but widen his fish's eyes, and praised him with extreme pompousness:

"It is worthy of the wise silver dragon crown. ”

Boom!

The unlucky benthic devilfish was kicked against the wall by Levi, like a fish cake that had been spread:

"You're so wise!"

Levi, who was in a mess of the mood disturbed by this sudden news, crossed his waist, thought about it, and asked angrily:

"So, the purpose of Aklem's war against Moonshadow Island this time is not as simple as it seems?"

Salakra, who wants to cry without tears:

"Listen to the Skull Harbor Boss say.... His body... It seems like there has been a bit of a problem. ”

PS: I wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine's Day~