Chapter 540

Old world, San Antoine.

As a magic Holy Land in the old world, Saint Antong, with the reputation of "immortal city", has gathered tens of thousands of witches.

They are the most loyal believers of the magic goddess Allan.

In order to express their admiration for Anlun Weili, the witches built a 600 meter high statue of the goddess of magic in San Antong.

San Antong itself is located on a mountain peak thousands of meters high.

Standing on the wall of fairy City, it is enough to overlook the mountains, rivers and plains of the old continent. However, compared with the magic goddess, it is so small.

Every year, I don't know how many witches come here to worship the magic goddess Allan.

If she had not built and presided over the enchantment net, witches in the old world would not have been able to cast magic so safely.

Many mediocre people may never have access to magic in their lifetime, let alone master and use it.

It can be said that Allan's magic net has changed the fate of these ordinary wizards to a great extent.

Their piety comes from the heart.

There is no need for a special person to be responsible for the maintenance of order on honas ropeway. A large number of witches gather here and queue up in an orderly way.

The number of these witches is about two or three hundred. All of them have passed the test of Saint Antoine's magic temple before they are qualified to worship on the mountain.

The destination of their trip is the foot of the magic goddess.

It's also the top of San Antoine.

It is said that if you meditate at the foot of the goddess of magic, you will not only double your efficiency, but also be eligible for the award of the goddess of magic.

This is the closest place in the old world to the goddess of magic.

Sorcerers regard this as a real holy land.

This can be easily seen from the excited expression on the faces of these sorcerers who are about to take the cableway up the mountain. As for the crazy believers who patrol the mountain roads, they even regard the maintenance of the holiness of this place more important than their own lives!

The weather in San Antong today is not good.

Early in the morning, thick cumulonimbus clouds hover near the top of the mountain, which is unusual at the altitude of San Antong.

Whether it is the wizard in the fairy city or the pilgrims preparing to go up the mountain, there is a kind of inexplicable palpitation in their hearts.

This kind of palpitation often has something to do with the goddess herself.

But the witches didn't care much. They just recited their prayers more devoutly.

This kind of thing, though rare, has happened in the past - mostly because Ms. Allan is in a bad mood.

Often at such times, believers must be more devout and respectful.

Only by satisfying the gods and showing them their firm belief, can they have a chance to make further progress on the long road of magic. This is the consensus of magicians.

So the sorcerers in front of the ropeway began to crawl.

Every three steps, he kowtowed heavily.

They use it to express their religious beliefs.

Time goes by.

Most of the pilgrims reached the foot of the statue of magic through the ropeway.

Here, most of the dark clouds are scattered, in the sunshine, the mood of the people a little bit more stable.

But their faces were more respectful.

They dare not even look up at the untouchable existence!

The witches consciously formed a line and went up one by one. When they reached the designated place, they knelt down and recited the prayer words of the goddess of magic.

When everyone is finished, they don't leave immediately, but sing a hymn from the magic goddess church together.

Before long, solemn singing began.

Singing on the top of the mountain, echoing at the feet of the goddess, the golden light shot out from the cathedral not far away, dispelling the thick fog, and then, there were angelic creatures hovering in the sky of Saint Antoine!

Even ordinary people walking on the streets of St. Ann's east city can't help but kneel down and recite their prayers.

Angels fly over the land, full of quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

It's a calm day in San Antong.

Some people think so.

At this moment, however, the hymn from the highest peak was suddenly interrupted by a very ugly voice!

Tens of thousands of witches looked up in amazement.

The flying angel made a solemn and stirring hiss.

It seems to know everything, eyes full of blankness, a few seconds later, as if there is a huge force to pull its body, it will instantly tear it apart!

Golden feathers fall like crumbs.

People panic!

The whole of Saint Antoine was in a state of agitation.

In a trance, a kind of intense heartache surged into the hearts of the witches.

All the sorcerers in the old world are in the heart!

They raised their heads in a sense.

Boom!They can see with their naked eyes that the magnificent statue of Goddess has lost its usual arcane Rune belt, and even a large number of cracks have appeared!

And then, in the direction of the cathedral, there were shouts of surprise!

For a moment.

All the fire of Saint Antoine was extinguished.

Sorcerers are in a panic to find that they have lost the ability to contact the magic net!

The shrill roar, the strong roar, the pitiful howl These voices came from all over the multiverse, from all directions without reason, and directly drowned Saint Antoine.

"Goddess of magic..."

"Your Highness Allan..."

"Falling down!"

This insight began to flash through the minds of the witches.

Some sorcerers began to spit blood - they lost the blessing of the goddess of magic, and their own strength simply could not bear the reversion of magic, and could only passively accept the consequences of the decline of the level!

On the top of the mountain, the pilgrims knelt in confusion.

They don't understand what happened.

The statue of the goddess began to crumble soundlessly and was about to smash into the fairy city.

Fortunately, just at this moment, streamers flashed by.

One by one, witches in Stephenson's uniform flew by in magic carpet.

Under their control, the statue collapsed soundlessly, at least without causing human injury.

But the city has already become a mess!

Similar scenes are being played out in every corner of the old world.

Most people can't accept the result.

Alan!

The powerful goddess of magic, the only one supreme of magic in the old world

How could it just fall?

But the falling magic level tells the wizards that it's all true.

The higher the level of the wizard, the more power will fall.

This is closely related to the habit of using magic net and relying heavily on the casting of anuron.

Some witches can't accept this situation, and begin to have a very serious phenomenon of magic reversion.

They became aggressive and created many tragedies at one time. Although Stephenson had a plan, they planned to ensure peace in the old world after the fall of Enron, but they could not stop every wizard from getting out of control.

This catastrophe is subversive and destructive to the Witches of the old world.

Although there are no specific statistics, the number of witches who died in this catastrophe exceeds 10000!

Many witches have become demonized monsters because of the magic.

The old world became a bit chaotic.

However, the surviving witches are all concerned about a question --

"who killed her highness

The answer was soon revealed.

Not long after the fall of the goddess of magic, her kingdom collapsed.

Before dying, the desperate angels heard such a desperate voice --

"kill me, Xu Nan!"

That's a strong idea conveyed by the remnant spirits of the goddess of magic at the last moment.

Along the lines of faith of the angels, this idea was continuously transmitted to the believers of the old world.

So.

Overnight, Xu Nan became the public enemy of witches in the old world!

Every wizard began to use his contacts to find the terrible existence that killed the goddess!

Of course, not everyone is intent on revenge.

After all, who can kill the goddess of magic?

More people are curious, afraid and awed.

In any case, the name Xu Nan became active in the old world wizard's oral.

There are countless people who are curious -

who is Xu Nan?

……

Luo Mang, the real initiator of the Shenqiu event, looks at Xu Nan with a gloomy face.

Until feeling Luo Mang's strange eyes, Xu Nan stopped singing at a loss.

"Teacher, are you ready?"

He asked with some trepidation.

I don't know how, he actually saw a trace of discomfort and sour taste from Luo Mang's face.

He's upset what?

Acid? Can't you be wrong? How can a teacher sour himself?

Luo mang looked at Xu Nan in silence for a long time, and then said with some hesitation:

"I always want to have an achievement of [God killer]"

Xu Nan Leng for a moment, the heart suddenly a jump, he just seems to realize what like, ready to check the system bar.

Unfortunately, at this time, the silent prince of the dead finally spoke.

After staring at Xu Nan for a long time, he looked at Luo mang again. His voice was hoarse and terrible"Worthy of the crafty Ron Warlock."

"There is such a shameless operation..."

Luo Mang:

"I'm not happy, OK?"

"I worked hard for a long time, but the achievement of the God killer was robbed by others!"

The dead monarch didn't believe it at all:

"your arrangement is perfect."

"Before, I only thought that the song was ugly, but I didn't expect to kill people. I was worthy of being one of the three guardians of paradise lost. I was brilliant."

Luo Mang:

"I'm not that treacherous."

"Look at that boy, he is the most treacherous."

Xu Nan looked at the dead monarch innocently.

The latter disdains a way: "the responsibility is put on the apprentice?"

"It's yours, Lomond."

"Well, I've tried my best. As for Fernando, ha ha..."

"But I will remember this time."

He took a deep look at Luo Mang, lost the amber in his palm, and then disappeared in place.

Xu Nan looked at the mellow amber and couldn't help but use Xu Nan's ghost animal technique and caught it.

Just then Luo mang came over with a smelly face, and he immediately prepared to present amber:

"teacher! This is your booty

But in the process of presenting amber, he was suddenly attracted by the strange smell of amber and couldn't help it

I licked it.

[if you take Taichu amber, your life span is + 1 second]

[if you take Anlun Canling, you gain the rule fragment * 3 in the magic field]

"and this effect?"

He was stunned, so he couldn't help licking a few more.

[if you take Taichu amber, your life span is + 1 second]

[you take Taichu amber, your life span is + 1 second]

[you take Anlun Canling, you gain the fragment of the law of the plastic energy field * 3]

Most of the time, it's + 1 second lifetime.

Only occasionally can lick the law of Allan.

Xu Nan's heart itches unbearably, but seeing Luo mang stride forward, he still bears the pain to present amber up.

Luo mang took a look at Taichu amber and snorted coldly without speaking.

Xu Nan was on pins and needles.

I have to find a way. What's the problem

"I seem to have robbed the teacher of his head?"

He is quietly browsing through a large number of records that the system has just brushed -

[you have achieved achievements - God killer! (legend level)]

[deicider: on January 9, 7654 in the old world calendar, you killed the magic goddess anlon, which has a powerful divine power. The impact of this event will be very far-reaching! Multi universe legend + 1]

[multi universe legend + 1: Congratulations, you have become famous in the whole world, many people are looking for you, and many people want to kill you. ]

[legend level achievement limit 1: primary material boundary, secondary plane Almost all bards will know your name and write songs inspired by this event. Your name is destined to spread to every corner of the universe. ]

[legend level achievement limit 2: the damage caused by your random attack to the law God, his family members and voters will be doubled. When facing you, all the law gods and their families and voters must face a judgment of the power of a god killer. If the judgment fails, they will escape or surrender automatically]

[you have obtained the title - death singer]

[death Singer: your voice] Music is endowed with the breath of the world of the dead. Every smile can kill people.

[effect: the damage of singing doubled]

[you have won the title - public enemy of wizard]

[public enemy of Wizard: when all sorcerers face you, their casting ability will be greatly weakened, and they will judge once every 30 minutes. The loser's mood will collapse and recall the goddess meteor The painful scene of falling time]

[you have won the title - King mending Dao]

[King mending knife: good mending, no other description]

"So much information Did I kill Alan? "

"I'll go..."

"It's a pity that I'm not another profession. I don't have experience, otherwise I'll be really cool!"

Xu Nan felt sorry.

In fact, he was worried.

The accident completely disobeyed his original intention of suffocating his head.

Suddenly he became famous, and he was afraid of his inflation Fortunately, under Luo Mang's severe eyes, Xu Nan immediately withdrew.

"I didn't mean to..."

He is also a little aggrieved!

I just sang a song, invited a suona accompaniment, who knows that Anlun crisp like a piece of paperLuo mang sighed deeply and immediately said, "come with me."

"I have some little shoes No, I have a few words to tell you. "

Xu Nan was frightened and bravely followed in the past.

……

Today is still moving. It should be five o'clock on time tomorrow.

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