Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

"Tick-tick, tick-tick!"

"My two guests, our teahouse is closed!"

The waiter told Muchenyi and Wang Zichen the news.

Muchenyi looked at the time and immediately pulled Wang Zichen up: "Let's go!"

It's time to start the plan!

In the previous death replay, the future body entered the church of the Gods at about this time, and because he climbed through the window, he didn't notice that there was a boy who stayed up late to write something in that room.

This time, he won't repeat the same mistake!

The two put on night clothes and quickly shuttled through the streets of Jiangmu Town.

Under the moonlight, the two shadows, one fat and one thin, were stretched very long.

Just as Muchenyi planned.

Half an hour later, the two successfully arrived in front of a church.

"Can you climb in from here without changing your body?"

Muchenyi pointed to the wall and asked Wang Zichen.

Wang Zichen raised his head and looked at the extremely high wall, and the flesh on his face trembled:

"Uh..."

He was not sure if he could climb in from here.

But if he went in as the Iron-eating Beast King, it would make a lot of noise!

"Fuck you!"

Mu Chenyi cursed angrily and had to climb in first.

There was no one else inside the wall, so he could only climb out again and carry Wang Zichen on his back.

Wang Zichen was very heavy, but fortunately he had the power bonus of top-notch fighting skills, so he could barely carry him on his back.

"Don't move!"

Mu Chenyi warned in a low voice, and then took a lot of effort to carry Wang Zichen inside.

"Bang!"

A slight sound.

The two fell on the grass inside.

Being pressed by Wang Zichen, Mu Chenyi felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

He almost felt that his God-given resurrection coin was about to be sat on by Wang Zichen.

"Old Mu, I'm sorry..."

Wang Zichen helped him up.

"Let's go!"

Mu Chenyi gritted his teeth, supported his waist and limped towards the church.

Wang Zichen followed immediately.

Then, the two came to the window that was opened before.

Mu Chenyi made a "hush" gesture to Wang Zichen and secretly looked inside the window.

Sure enough, he saw a boy writing something in front of a table with candlelight!

It was the boy who exposed the future body last time.

After seeing the other party, Mu Chenyi squatted down again.

He touched the dagger of the end in his arms.

But after thinking about it, he put the dagger of the end back.

This was not in line with his original intention. His original intention was to find a way to sneak in and let Wang Zichen inherit the god of the Seraphim Goddess, but if he killed someone, this nature would change.

He made a "wait" mouth shape to Wang Zichen, and then shrank under the window without saying a word.

This boy has no fighting power. If they go in from other places, they may get lost and may encounter other title holders.

So in Muchenyi's eyes, this boy is their breakthrough!

The two of them waited under the window like patient cheetahs.

After waiting for more than an hour, the two noticed that the boy in the room suddenly extinguished the candle and lay on the bed.

He finally fell asleep!

And Muchenyi and Wang Zichen still waited patiently and did not rush in.

After waiting for another half an hour, Muchenyi poked his head out and saw the boy sleeping on the bed.

He winked at Wang Zichen.

Then, he tiptoed over the window and walked into the boy's room, and Wang Zichen followed him lightly.

The two entered the room smoothly. Muchenyi used a very terrifying power to master his ability, opened the door, and then left the room with Wang Zichen.

After leaving the room, they also saw the statue of the Seraphim Goddess standing in the center of the hall!

"Keep your voice down, go!"

Two sneaky figures staggered forward on this road.

The distance that could have been covered in a dozen seconds took two minutes for the two people to walk without making any noise!

After walking in front of the Seraphim Goddess statue, Mu Chenyi thought about the actions of the future body in his mind, and then said to Wang Zichen:

"Touch this statue, and then look into the eyes of this Seraphim Goddess."

Wang Zichen did it immediately.

A few seconds later!

A bright halo suddenly bloomed on Wang Zichen's body, and a special energy burst out from his body!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing a contract with the god [Seraphim Goddess] and obtaining the lower godhood: Seraphim Goddess!" The system voice sounded in Wang Zichen's mind.

Then, Wang Zichen felt that his physical fitness began to improve.

Once the divine spellcaster signs a contract with the god,About, you can become a "low-level spell master" or epic-level inferior combat power in an instant.

Wang Zichen looked at the changes in himself with surprise, and said to Muchenyi incoherently:

"Old Mu, I, I..."

"My gods will count on you later!" Muchenyi patted his shoulder.

At this time, the soldiers around also noticed the movement in the church, and they all surrounded them.

However, after seeing Wang Zichen glowing all over, everyone was shocked.

Some soldiers knelt directly on the ground, muttering:

"It's the master spell master, it's the master spell master..."

In everyone's heart, there is no difference between the spell master and the high gods.

As the first person knelt, the rest of the soldiers also quickly put down their weapons and knelt on the ground to worship Wang Zichen, who inherited the power of the gods.

"Old Mu, I seem to have a title too!"

Wang Zichen suddenly shouted in surprise, and then wore his title directly.

"Low-level Divine Spell Master!"

Seeing the title on Wang Zichen's head, Muchenyi's eyes also lit up.

It seems that his guess was correct!

At this time, a man in a robe pushed aside the group of soldiers, walked in, and came to Wang Zichen and Muchenyi.

He saw the light on Wang Zichen's body, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

But then, his face sank again: "How did you two get in?"

"Senior, my brother dreams of becoming a Divine Spell Master, but to become a Divine Spell Master, the money required is too much, we can't afford it, so we can only resort to this last resort."

Muchenyi hurriedly explained.

There are very few Divine Spell Masters in this era. This guy can't just punish Wang Zichen and destroy him, right?

Hearing his words, the man's expression looked much better.

He whispered, "You must pay the money you should pay. You must pay it later!"

Then, he looked at Wang Zichen with a much gentler expression:

"My name is Zhan Hongxi. You can call me Mr. Zhan. What's your name?"

"Senior Zhan, my name is Wang Zichen."

Wang Zichen said politely.

"What a good name, what a good name..." Mr. Zhan smiled, his face looking like a chrysanthemum.