Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The pure white brilliance occupies half of the sky, tearing apart the deep night, making the whole world present a strange state of half light and half darkness.

The light even crossed the barriers of time and space, and appeared in every corner of the world and in front of everyone's eyes in the same way.

Luo Chuan looked at the endless rays of light that suddenly erupted in the distance, and narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Return to normal in the next second.

He was surprised to find that the pure white light was indeed bright, but there was no dazzling feeling.

Holy, pure, holy, peaceful...

If the power of the black fog mastered by the Court of End and the Holy See of Annihilation is the collection of all negative energies, the light in front of them is the incarnation of all positive forces.

The light turned into flames and burned.

"What's going on here?"

Yao Ziyan's face was full of daze, staring out the window blankly.

Luo Chuan looked at her, those glazed eyes were like a mirror, unable to see the usual colors, they had been completely rendered into dazzling silver.

Even the scattered hair was covered with a halo of white halo, like an angel descending into the mortal world, not stained with dust.

People in this world should be in the same state as this girl.

They were all dumbfounded.

Luo Chuan thought in his heart.

The whole world seemed to be silent for a moment, and the noise gradually grew. People walked out of the door and came to the street, looking at the white light at the end of the sky.

"Miracle, this is a miracle!"

Some devout believers knelt on the ground with tears streaming down their faces, perhaps recalling the memory of the natural disaster a few years ago.

Now the brilliance of the gods has once again spread over the world, dispelling the heavy haze shrouded in Kolo.

The old man remembered that when the natural disaster broke out a few years ago, the turbulent infective body hit the mainland wantonly, engulfing one city after another.

How did he survive?

The old man clearly remembered those extraordinary beings who turned into city walls to block the waves.

The burst of fire lighted up the dark world, exactly the same as what was seen now.

"The goddess of light is above!"

A young man touched the ground lightly on his forehead, holding the holy relic representing the goddess of light in his hand.

"What? This is obviously the **** of truth!" Someone retorted.

"No, no, the goddess of magic is right." A famous middle-aged man in a mage robe shook his head.

"Goddess of Light!"

"Goddess of magic!"

"I feel...it should be the goddess of the night."

"Do you believe this yourself..."

Similar scenes take place in every country and every city in Kolo.

Believers quarrel over their beliefs, believing that this is a miracle performed by the gods they believe in.

Judging from the content of the dispute, it should last a long, long time.

The same scene takes place in the Hearthstone Tavern.

The giant axe even left the Hearthstone equipment that he regarded as the most important in his long life. He even forgot the ongoing Hearthstone game. He walked out of the tavern and came out the door, looking up at the distance.

The dazzling brilliance pulled a shadow behind him that was many times longer than his real height.

Naturally, other customers in the store also came out, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing how to react.

"Pharaoh, should that be the direction of Chaos Land?" The giant axe opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and asked a little uncertainly.

"Yeah." Wang Gulas nodded.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a big movement." The dwarf's nerves are very strong, and after the initial shock, the giant axe has accepted the fact in front of him.

He touched it from his pocket, took out a pair of dark glasses made of dark original spar and put it on.

"I think Oxia should be more than just an investigation."

"Judging from this movement, nine times out of ten, it is to directly solve the source of the collapse in the land of chaos." Wang Gulas glanced at him, thinking in his heart to find an opportunity to get something to wear in front of his eyes.

The two of them looked at Keya at the same time.

The latter's face was expressionless, and the sound of "huhu" came from his body. Standing around, he could clearly feel the waves of heat hitting his face.

"Has anything changed?" Wang Gulas asked.

Data is the most telling thing.

"All the monitoring values ​​have fluctuated greatly just now." Keya's voice was flat, without the slightest emotion, it seems that the emotion module has been turned off for calculation.

"This is also normal." Wang Gulas nodded.

With such a big movement, even ordinary people can feel the invisible vibration. It would be strange if the value did not change.

"Honkai energy has risen briefly and is rapidly weakening." Keya stated indifferently.

Wang Gulas breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and the giant axe also smiled.

After hearing this sentence, a long-lost feeling of relaxation suddenly appeared in my heart. If there was no accident, this natural disaster that appeared inexplicably a few years ago and swept the entire Kelloe finally came to an end.

…

"...There is a curse circulating among pirates, a curse of immortality."

"Those gold coins have been enchanted, and anyone who tries to possess them will become inhuman monsters, unable to die or truly live."

"Their senses are gone, they'll never be able to taste the food, and when the moonlight falls on them, they'll turn into decaying skeletons."

"The only way to lift the curse is to retrieve all the magic gold coins and return them so that they can become human again..."

In the Hearthstone Tavern, Anno's voice echoed quietly.

The studio is very quiet, even the windows have not been set up, and there are all kinds of protective magic used to resist the influence of the outside world.

Previously, Anno suddenly felt an indescribable wave coming, that feeling was difficult to describe in specific words, as if every cell in the body was shaking.

However, her strong professionalism as a host did not allow her to receive much influence, and she still maintained a normal rhythm to tell the story in the book.

Mr. Holmes encountered a new problem.

A commission for pirates, undead, treasure, and the Black Pearl.

…

Luo Chuan stood in front of the window, watching the crowd gather on the street, such as crowded, noisy, and densely packed schools of roving fish.

They look in the same direction, making noise, praying, kneeling, marveling... life is just that.

Luo Chuan just watched quietly.

The scene in front of him seemed to gradually turn into an illustration without sound, and pure white light came into view, attracting all minds.

Like the ray of light at the beginning of creation, it created all living beings.

It is like a mother's embrace, gentle and tender, always protecting her child.

"Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan..."

The voice seemed to come from a long distance and suddenly became clear.

Luo Chuan came back to his senses and saw Yao Ziyan staring at him from the balcony, those glass-like eyes almost touching his face, and he could even clearly see the shadow left by his eyelashes.

The warm and shallow breath rushed towards the face, with a touch of mint sweetness, a light cherry color, and the subtle lines on it, like a charming spell.

Luo Chuan put his hand around her slender waist and kissed the soft lips.

"Well…"

Yao Ziyan's breathing suddenly became rapid, her eyes widened in surprise, and then she slowly closed it, and took the initiative to stick it up.

Thinking becomes slow, don't think about anything, just want to be immersed in this moment forever.

Shadows overlap, without distinction.

The cool night wind blew, and the curtains swayed slightly, just like the thoughts in my heart.

Bright moon, starlight, night, light, outline the beautiful composition that can only appear in anime.

"All right."

Yao Ziyan pushed Luo Chuan away and breathed softly.

Begonia is drunk on the sun, and the spring mountains are light. A few strands of hair are scattered lazily on the side of the face, and the eyebrows and eyes outline a picturesque style.

Luo Chuan let go of Yao Ziyan with great nostalgia, and looked at the white light that still occupies half of the sky: "It feels a little familiar."

Yao Ziyan got in under Luo Chuan's arm and snuggled in front of him, a small one was just right.

"familiar?"

She made a suspicious "um" sound from her nose, without looking up.

"It's like I've seen it before."

"Then you must have seen it." Yao Ziyan nodded confidently, "It's just that you forgot about it for some reason."

Luo Chuan was about to answer when a sudden bell rang suddenly in his ear.

"Boom-"

"The End, the End and the Origin"