Barrier of Light

A huge vortex formed on the surface of the ice sea.

The sea water surges and gathers, forming a sea eye downwards, with a huge sleeping shadow hidden under the blue waves.

It was a starship from an ancient civilization.

For ordinary people living on the land of Southern Continent, the existence of the Church of Storms is a "miracle".

But for the Storm God Seat.

The real "miracle" is the starship in front of us.

This starship is 16 kilometers long and has a built-in "virtual ecological environment system". The starship's own docking port alone is enough to accommodate nearly a hundred medium-sized energy boats.

It can be said that once successfully launched, this will be a completely independent "closed world".

Everything in the starship is self-sufficient.

Extraordinary source matter can be absorbed and converted into biological energy.

Today, nearly a thousand church staff have entered the starship... Those "lucky ones" on the list are also moving into the starship one after another.

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With his hands behind his back, the God of Storms hid his true face, put on the robes of an ordinary believer, and walked in the wide corridor of the starship.

The gallery is filled with paintings.

Those are the classics of the Holy City... No matter what era human civilization enters, "art" will never die.

He admired the painting and even more appreciated this starship of his own.

Thirty years ago, when he discovered this starship, everything here was in ruins... The strong logic materials needed to repair this corridor alone consumed the green silver mined in Nanzhou for half a year.

The five continents civilization is far inferior to the ancient civilization.

Back then, the Molten Iron Throne produced a large number of starships in batches... Now this is a feat that is unimaginable.

Because Wuzhou simply does not have so much material to "squander".

Therefore, the Storm God Throne has always been proud of its "repair".

In this barren era, he exhausted the church's power to repair this dilapidated starship.

This is a big gamble, a big gamble with cross-epochal significance!

Thirty years ago, when [Deep Sea] came out, he left behind a sense of precaution... The God of Storms knew that his "end" in the future was to escape, and [Deep Sea] was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he successfully concealed it He discovered the existence of the "Storm" and sent the church's top scientific researchers here to develop a completely independent "spiritual network system".

Although such "AI" cannot be compared with [Deep Sea].

But - independence!

This is the biggest advantage.

Everything the Church of Storms does does not have to go through the [Deep Sea], and after leaving South Continent, he does not have to worry about having anything to do with this old homeland.

Everything is brand new.

The God of Storms stood still with his hands behind his back. His spirit spread and enveloped the entire Storm. Although he was pretending to be a member of the ordinary believers at the moment, his soul was high above and overlooked all living beings. He looked at the busy "believers" in the starship. ", looking at the majestic and magnificent things in front of me, which are not products of the current era, I felt an unprecedented "pride" in my heart.

These all belong to him!

After going around in a circle, the Storm God Seat returned to his residence. Although the Storm was very big, it was just a ship after all, and there was no way to compare it with the Holy City.

This starship must accommodate ten thousand people to sail together.

The vast majority of people on board the ship can only stay in the life capsule if they want to rest. Only the "core members" of the Holy City have independent living areas. The higher the status of the church members, the farther they live from the Storm Seat. The closer.

Sit back on the throne in the Hall of Storms.

The Seat of Storms is still a bit uncomfortable. This palace is ten times smaller than the Holy City in terms of scale and grandeur...

Unfortunately, this is the limit of what can be built in the starship.

Not long after.

The two figures walked into the temple together.

The saint of the spring plow arrived before the people arrived, but his voice arrived first.

"Lord God!"

The other one walked quickly, came to the hall, and threw an object with his hand.

"Bang" sound!

A head fell dullly on the long carpet in the hall, and rolled to the foot of the Storm God's throne.

The visitors were none other than Saint Chunli and Red Dragon. Seeing that the long carpet was dyed red with blood, Saint Chunli frowned and scolded: "Red Dragon, this is the temple... You must pay attention to etiquette! How can you be so reckless!"

After the meeting between the Red Dragon and the Storm Throne...

The confinement of the tidal cage has been lifted.

Faced with this situation, Saint Chunli was very helpless, but he had no choice.

As a saint under Lord God's Throne, he has no right to interfere with God's Throne's choice. Now that Storm is willing to "pardon" Red Dragon and reuse it, he dare not make any other statement other than bending down to praise him.

So here comes the "fierce battle" that just happened in the Ice Sea.

The transaction about the Red Dragon was extremely important, so Shangcheng sent a powerful person like Lie Renault to ensure that everything was "foolproof".

Controlling the origin is indeed powerful enough...

But here in the Holy City, there are now two beings with "origins". With two against one, there is no suspense in this battle.

Even without the red dragon.

Saint Chunli is also sure to keep Lie Renault. He has been in charge of the origin for many years and is more familiar with how to control this power than Lie Renault!

When fighting at the same level, Saint Chunli was only afraid of the three generals of Beizhou.

but.

There has been no news for such a long time. The three origin powerhouses in Beizhou must be too dead to die, right?

"It doesn't matter."

The God of Storms waved his hand. He had just taken the red dragon under his command and given him the power of his origin. This was the stage where he was getting more and more happy as he watched.

He didn't care at all about these minor flaws in etiquette.

"Ti..."

Red Dragon knelt down on one knee and said solemnly: "Lie Renault has been killed!"

"good!"

The God of Storms looked at the floating head and said with a smile: "Red Dragon, you just took over the 'power of the tide' and you were able to kill Lie Renault... You are worthy of being the number one god of the Tower of Source in the past. make."

"It's all in the past..."

The red dragon lowered his eyelids, shook his head, and said indifferently: "The past events of the Tower of Source are gone. Now I am a member of the church under the command of God."

Every word and every sentence sinks into my heart.

"Very good." The God of Storms said kindly: "I see that the two long and short knives you wear on your waist are of good quality, but they are a bit worn after years. It's time to replace them with better weapons. There are two S in the church. A top-notch knife, just right for you."

"???"

Saint Chunli raised his head in shock.

The two S-class knives in the church have been gathering dust for a long time.

The Church of Storms has a strict hierarchy. If you want to obtain high-level sealed items, you must make a contribution and exchange them with equivalent "merits." This is true for any major force.

However, the exchange merits of those two knives were extremely high. For more than ten years, no saints in the church except the Saint of Spring Plow were eligible to exchange them.

So Saint Chunli quickly reminded: "Master God, these two knives... didn't you say that they should be reserved for saints with sufficient merits?"

"That's true."

The God of Storms said calmly: "Now the Red Dragon can be regarded as a saint in the church. Don't you think his merits are not enough?"

Chunli was stunned.

The red dragon...killed Lie Renault!

This is a strong man who controls the origin! Calculating merit based on this record... Red Dragon's current merit can directly surpass all other saints except Chunli!

In that battle, although it was clearly two against one.

However, with the mentality of "watching the fun", Chunli did not rush to take action. He just passed by and exerted some pressure.

It can be said that the Red Dragon won this battle by relying on its own strength.

What happens in the ice sea.

The Storm God Seat "sees" it in their eyes.

His words were like a splash of cold water, pouring hard on the heart of Saint Chunli.

"You... are right."

Saint Chunli's heart went cold, and he suddenly woke up. He quickly bowed and saluted, and said in a hoarse voice: "With your current achievements, little Red Dragon, you can indeed redeem these two S-class knives."

"Not an exchange."

The God of Storms shook his head and said leisurely: "I gave him these two knives for free. Good knives match good people. If anyone is dissatisfied, let them have a fight with the red dragon. They are not allowed to use their origin. Who will win?" , who owns the knife?"

Chunli fell silent immediately.

The source is not allowed to be used... Who is the opponent of the Red Dragon in the Holy City?

This kid is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius in Central Continent!

"Thank you, Lord God, for your gift."

The red dragon was still kneeling on one knee, and his tone did not change, as if he was not interested in S-class knives.

"You are most familiar with the internal construction of the Storm. It is up to you to take him in charge of the sword."

The God of Storms smiled and spoke, not forgetting to tell Chunli: "Red Dragon has just entered the church, and he doesn't know much about the rules of the church...you have to teach him more about some things. The waves behind the ice sea push the waves ahead, Chunli, you You are not young anymore, so you should take more care of the younger generations."

"……yes."

The more Chunli listened, the more her heart grew colder.

It seems that Lord God's Throne wants to support Red Dragon and become another speaker who supports the Church of Storms.

With the "torture" and "torture" he inflicted on the red dragon in the ice sea...

Once this kid grows up, can he be at peace with himself?

It must be impossible.

"Okay, please step back."

The God of Storms waved his sleeves, indicating that the two of them could leave.

The Saint of Spring Plow made his promise and then slowly withdrew.

But the red dragon still kept his kneeling posture and did not get up.

"Why don't you retreat?"

The God of Storms smiled and looked at the new tiger general under his command.

After the soul contract was signed, he could clearly feel the existence of the "Red Dragon" in his spiritual sea. This man had already melted part of the origin given to him...

But as long as you want to.

It only takes one thought to directly obliterate his soul.

This absolute "sense of control" makes the Storm God Throne feel extremely satisfied.

With this soul contract, even if the red dragon does something that "violates the rules of the church," he won't care.

The rules are set by him.

The current red dragon is his left hand.

If the person who violates the rules is the one who defines the rules, how can he be punished?

"God, there's something I don't understand."

The red dragon slowly stood up. Although he had signed a soul contract, his thoughts and spirit were still free——

In order to allow this top combat power to play a sufficient role.

The Storm God Seat did not erase the subjective consciousness of the red dragon.

Brainwashing can only work on low-level mortals, the so-called "masses" in human society.

"I don't understand why you don't intervene in the disputes between the Five Continents."

Red Dragon whispered: "Until Lie Renault was beheaded, he did not elicit any visions such as 'God's arrival'... This shows that Qinglong is simply unable to participate in the battle of the ice sea."

The declaration of war by the Three Continents Alliance, the defense of Central Continent...

These things all point to the Tower of Source and the Sky God's Throne at this moment.

obviously!

Qinglong was dragged into the realm of divine warfare by Bai Shu and Lin Lei!

"With your strength, if you intervene in the battle of the Tower of Source now, you will definitely be able to change the situation of the battle." Red Dragon whispered: "Whether you are helping Qinglong or Baishu Linlei, the originally balanced scales will tilt... "

"good."

The God of Storms smiled and said, "What happens next?"

The red dragon was slightly startled.

"The scales tilted and fell to the ground. Is this really a good thing?"

The God of Storms said leisurely: "As long as I intervene in the battle between gods, no matter whether the outcome is Qinglong wins or Baishu wins... I will never be the one who benefits."

"So why bother getting involved?"

The God of Storms asked softly: "Of all the things that the world can have, which one do I not have? Crown, reputation, power, strength..."

He already has everything.

"If you can 'see' through the nature of extraordinary power, you will understand what the choices I have made mean."

The man sitting on the throne asked softly.

"Red Dragon, tell me... what is the most important thing in the world of extraordinary people?"

"yes……"

The red dragon opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"It's alive."

The God of Storms spoke with contempt and indifference. He was also a "trespasser" who stumbled all the way before sitting on the throne with difficulty.

Of everything he had.

The most precious thing is actually "alive".

As he spoke, the huge starship began to tremble.

The cold system voice began to prompt that the starship hatch was ready to close... This meant that the final "transfer" mission had been completed.

The Storm closed the hatch, and there was only one thing to do next.

Forever... leave Nanzhou.

"...alive."

The red dragon pursed his lips and repeated the two words softly.

He asked again: "So, if you stay in Wuzhou... you will definitely die?"

"You will definitely die if you stay in Wuzhou!"

This time, the Storm God's answer was quick, without any hesitation.

He stood up from the throne and looked through the thick walls of the Storm to his former hometown.

There was a touch of compassion in his eyes.

"By chance, I saw the image of the 'Super Giant Source Storm'..."

The God of Storms was in a daze, and he murmured: "I shouldn't have seen this scene. You can understand that this is an accidental gift from fate."

A long sigh.

"I understand better than anyone the consequences of staying in Wuzhou. Faced with a disaster of that level, the only way to survive is to escape."

The red dragon stared firmly into the eyes of the Storm God Throne.

He noticed... that there was a flash of fear in the deepest part of Storm's eyes.

What kind of power could frighten a god to the point of repairing a starship day and night for thirty years... just to escape?

Even if the situation is good now and the war between gods is at a stalemate, the Church of Storms can take the opportunity to plunder everything.

But the Storm God Throne still chose to escape.

He doesn't care about anything on this land.

Just want to leave.