I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 322 322. Evolved Humans, Eros' Arrow

Star Town.

Titan puppet Aeotus still stood under the astral curtain that the Titans had created to replace the real starry sky.

Through the star curtain, he could clearly see the brilliant kingdom of God, and also the light sleeping inside, being burned by the flames of faith, and becoming increasingly weak.

On the other side was a chaotic yet bizarre khaki kingdom with various minerals and magic plants growing on it, and a figure was also sleeping inside.

He looked at the two kingdoms, and the magic instrument beside him immediately lit up and began to record as he spoke:

"Record: The power of the Father of Light is affected by the fire of faith of the believers and is gradually being squeezed. He is unwilling to give power to the believers, and faith is forcing him."

"Record: The day of destruction in the prophecy is getting closer."

"Record: The earth will not bear the huge impact of the fall of light, which is equivalent to the legendary magic "Solar Arc Light" falling on the human kingdom of the Semrio continent."

"Record: The great magician Eurydice of the Star Council came to help deal with it."

-This is a top secret that only he and his creators know. His existence is to observe and record the changes that have taken place in this world.

Even though the mages of the Star Council built towers around him one after another and occupied his territory, and the Star Curtain Array gradually became the current Star Town, not even a single mage knew his true mission.

Even the legends of the Star Council were not clear, and thought he was created by Titan friends to help maintain world stability and act as a guide.

He looked at the gradually weakening Kingdom of Light, which was being watched like a hyena by the side, and suddenly remembered the words of his creator when he was still an intelligent core -

"The existence structure of gods is like a parasite of the world, especially gods related to faith. Only fools can believe in them. They will control and interfere, which seriously affects the development of the world."

"Our ancestors experienced such changes. For the sake of faith... they finally experienced countless blood and tears before they were finally freed."

At that time, Aeotes was just an intelligent core and had no way to understand the deep meaning of the creator. But now he has observed this world for a long time and even left his "bloodline" on the continent.

When he thought of the little wizard who had become the president of the Mage Association, he found it interesting and simply turned the star curtain in front of him to observe the direction of the Kingdom of Nolant.

But unfortunately, even the star curtain could not penetrate the moonlight veil covering the Atlantis Sea and the brilliant light gradually expanding in the North and West.

He observed and muttered to himself:

"Use God as a tool."

"If faith can be used reasonably..."

He thought about it and felt that this might be the most appropriate method.

The desires carried by gods are actually much more exaggerated than those of mages. They have to accept the endless "wishes" of believers, and the desires represented by those wishes...

Just like the light now, He is being burned by the flames formed by the wishes of believers, but it is difficult to say whether it is something that the light did not expect or whether the light did it intentionally.

"In the Holy Book of Light, the first to suffer before the end of the world is the god himself."

"Does he know about this? Or does he ignore it?"

Thinking of this, he looked at the space magic circle that was lighting up next to him and saw the magician who was walking out of it.

The magician he was watching was extraordinarily handsome, with a slender and strong body and a broad chest. His face was more like a sculpture carefully carved by an art master, with a high nose bridge and brows like stars, and a pair of golden eyes that seemed to condense fragments of sunlight and the power of thunder.

Even the golem Iots, created by the Titans, had to admit that if Eurydice didn't become Irist's apprentice, she would definitely be snatched away by the god of love and beauty.

If she were to become a saint or pope on earth, it would be perfect. Of course, in the end, those gods would most likely be beaten up by Irist.

"How is it, did you find anything?" Iots didn't mention the question he was thinking about just now.

"Very magical."

Eurydice smiled happily: "I felt the magic of the Ark of the Sky. I stayed on the Reef Island for so long, and the Ark was unwilling to come out to see me. I didn't expect that Croa got it."

"So you plan to rob it?"

"? Why should I rob it?" Eurydice shook her head indifferently: "I just want to prove that the Ark of the Sky still exists. Besides, my teacher has been entrusted by a friend to take good care of Croa."

"Maybe he will be my junior in the future."

"I think he should be willing to let me help study the knowledge of the Ark."

Aeotes just showed a look of disgust on his face - everyone knows that you and your mentor Irist like to rob things, from gods to demons. It is said that Irist is still attacking the curtain of the underworld recently.

He actually just planned to catch the escaped knight.

He is really worthy of being the offspring of "Aphrodite". His pursuit of beauty is simply incomprehensible.

Eurydice, who noticed the expression of the Titan Golem, did not make any excuses. How could such a "machine" understand the pursuit of beauty? Oh, maybe he knows something about magic patterns and mathematical beauty.

Eurydice changed the subject: "I found that Croa secretly arranged many people to destroy the foundation of faith in light and earth, and he actually has many armies that only act in secret."

"How did they destroy the foundation of faith?" Aeotes was curious. He really didn't know about this.

"The church mainly spreads faith to the nobles. Generally speaking, these nobles will face some diseases or physical problems."

"Croa's bards gave those sunflowers to the nobles for free. The magical sunflower oil can not only treat some basic diseases, but also remove curses... and some have almost crazy effects on women."

Eurydice spread his palm, and a ball of golden sunflower oil floated quietly in his palm. In that ball of oil that seemed to have only a weak magical fluctuation, there was actually a ray of real golden light that was even smaller than the dust particles of magic.

It was just a little bit, but it looked like a sun.

"..."

The Titan puppet showed a very obvious expression of surprise on his face.

That kind of constant, yet full of vitality and rhythmic golden light can delay the aging of life, and if there is enough, it can even be completely stagnant!

Such a magical special magic power is actually given to people casually? And it is given to ordinary people?

He really didn't know what to say.

In fact, not only him, but also Eurydice, a great magician who had seen many good things in the astral world, was quite surprised when he first discovered this ray of eternal magic.

But then, he was even more surprised after conducting some magic tests and examinations on those people.

"Look at these data." He showed the data on the human body obtained from the investigation to Aeotes, who was horrified after a brief inspection.

"Does he want to evolve the entire human race?"

"Is he no longer limited to studying magic plants and magic beasts?"

The data clearly show that these eternal magic powers will gradually nourish the human body and even affect the structure of the astral body. If these magic powers are accepted for a long time, it will have an extremely beneficial effect on the next generation.

The sun's light itself has some ability to kill evil, plus it can prolong life. If it is passed down from generation to generation, human beings' sensitivity to magic power, life span, and even resistance to external magic power will increase significantly.

You must know that the most powerful thing about the elves is their long life span, talent, and body that is almost God-given.

-However, the reproductive ability of the elves and other races is far inferior to that of humans. If the overall life span of humans becomes long, coupled with the terrifying reproductive ability...

To put it in an extreme way, this is really not a good thing.

Eurydice certainly knew his worries, "We can't define good or bad, right or wrong before things happen. Do you want to curb his actions?"

"The curiosity of a wizard is the most difficult to suppress. The result of blindly suppressing it can only be a disaster."

"Besides, we don't know what he is going to do."

Fear of the unknown is the most terrible thing. Even if the unknown may cause unimaginable results, it is not feasible to fear blindly - Aeotes knows this, but many times knowing and doing are two different things.

"He hasn't returned to this world yet." Aeotes said helplessly, "He should still be in the garden of the Ark. Do you plan to wait for him to come out before making a decision?"

"Of course."

Eurydice found a place to sit down casually, "Let the group of gods' servants wait for a while. Anyway, they usually have nothing to do. Wait until Croa comes out."

"I found something interesting at Croa's little hero. It feels really good."

After saying that, he casually cast a spell and instantly created a small, beautiful courtyard that was at most the size of a palm, and then the whole person shrank and got into it.

"..."

Aeotes turned his head and glanced at the cardinals who were waiting at the temple of the goddess of love, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Anyway, it was really no different from what Eurydice said. They usually just prayed and prayed... Now it seems to be good to wait in the place closest to the gods they serve.

...

On the other side.

Inside the Ark Garden.

Cloa didn't know that he was being talked about at all.

He was now leading his demon army and following Mia in a special garden, an abandoned garden.

They had been walking for three days and three nights.

This place was really out of place compared to the mysterious and beautiful Ark Garden. The whole land was covered with messy weeds, and there was a stone tablet cut off in the weeds.

"What are you looking for when you bring me here?" Kloya was very familiar with Mia, so he asked directly: "We have been walking here for three days!"

Mia said slowly: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

He knew Kloya's arrangement. Even if Kloya didn't go out, the plan outside could proceed smoothly. Wouldn't it be comfortable to see the result when he went out?

"Then you have to tell me what it is."

"It will be there soon." Miya didn't continue to talk about it: "That was the source of disaster in another world. It is a very beautiful tree."

——Just as He finished speaking, an extremely beautiful fruit tree with bright golden apples appeared not far away.

It stands quietly in the center of the earth covered by weeds and broken stone monuments, as if it is not the same world as here. It is so beautiful, every branch is stretched in the natural and fresh air, and every branch is stretched in the natural and fresh air. Apples are like the embodiment of "beauty".

It is so much more beautiful than the golden apple trees that Cloya planted in Eden, it is simply not like reality can exist.

The contrast was so strong that even Croya couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, feeling disgusted with a magic plant for the first time in his life.

“The Golden Apple Trees of the West Coast.”

He vaguely remembered something, but it was still as if it was through a hazy mist. He could only think of three goddesses fighting around the golden apple tree.

"That's right." Miya approached the golden apple tree: "This was left here by a god, and it is related to Elister's ancestors."

"It created an epic war and affected countless people. It seemed that the unfair ruling caused the goddess's dissatisfaction, but in the final analysis it was just because of the instructions of the higher gods - average is not as good as monopoly."

He stood on tiptoes and picked a golden apple from the apple tree and handed it to Croya: "Try it and see what it tastes like."

When she said this, there was obvious expectation and a hidden playful smile on Miya's face.

Croya glanced at him suspiciously, but finally believed him and took a bite. With a "click" sound, what poured into his mouth was not sweet juice, but scarlet blood.

From the bitten gap, blood flowed out like a spring, dyeing the earth red. The grass stood stubbornly on the earth, but it looked so lonely.

Croya took a mouthful of blood: "..."

The water demon next to him immediately brought clear water to his mouth so that he could rinse his mouth. After he rinsed his mouth with a "Bah, Bah, Bah," he stared at Miya with an unkind expression.

Miya still said unhurriedly: "This is a real god-level fruit, a wedding gift from the most primitive earth to the god-king couple.

What you just ate is its last living fruit. "

"Um?"

Croya immediately looked at the golden apple tree, and saw that all the golden apples that were shining just now on the entire golden apple tree disappeared, leaving only branches and no fruits.

Then he looked down at the apple that was still bleeding. The golden skin was wrapped in light yellow flesh, but scarlet blood was flowing inside the flesh, which was simply bizarre.

"So what exactly is it for?"

"Is it bleeding? This doesn't seem to be the blood of humans or monsters..."

Just when he was puzzled, the golden apple in his hand vaguely conveyed mental fluctuations——

"War...atonement."

"The war I started..."

“Atonement with my blood.”

Its mental fluctuations were quite weak, and it was also deeply apologetic. It seemed that a figure could be vaguely seen bowing solemnly to apologize.

"It seems that it has contacted you." Miya then explained: "After the war was launched because of its ownership, it was stained with countless blood, including demigods and mortal heroes and real people. The blood of the gods.

This blood containing vitality is retained by it, flowing in its veins, and can be used for post-war recovery after the end of the war. "

"Aren't you asking that little hero William to restore the earth? Its blood is the best nourishment. All magical plants and monsters can eat its blood and thrive."

"The magic of God will bless the earth."

Croya heard the words and looked down at it for a while, "But I feel that it is in pain. The source of its pain seems to be a god."

——Through the astral body engraving technique, Croya can see that in the deepest part of the apple's astral body, there is an arrow deeply embedded in it, with an ominous black aura entwined on it.

【Arrow of Eros】

[The existence affected by this seal will trigger battles one after another. It will regret, but it will always be able to make meaningless compensation. 】

The shape of this arrow looked familiar, and the magic power it radiated seemed familiar. He remembered that it was the arrow he had seen in Daphne's body. But there is always a difference, similar but not the same.

"Huh?" Miya was surprised: "What did you see? Can you tell me?"

"It's the arrow of a god named Eros..." Croya told Miya what he discovered, hoping that the latter's knowledge could explain it to him.

Unexpectedly, Miya showed a blank expression - he really didn't know that there was a curse from a god in it, which even the power of the Ring of Glory couldn't detect.

What was even more unexpected was that the golden apple trembled violently after hearing Croya's words, and the blood flowing out of it added a touch of resentment that was difficult to erase.

"Him."

"Why……"

"My existence..."

Golden Apple's mental fluctuations are full of resentment, like a deep and cold mist, full of malice, making people shudder.

The blood of resentment flowed on the ground, and a tall figure was gradually reflected in it. His body was surrounded by blazing fire and cold water, and the only part of his body that was not damaged was his ankle.

But for some reason, Croix always felt that there was an arrow stuck in his ankle...

"The knee became an ankle?" He was not afraid, but just curious.

The tall figure opened his eyes and slowly looked at Croix in the reflection of the river of blood. There was no disgust or anything in his eyes, only the will to fight.

"Apollo..."

A low voice sounded, and there seemed to be the sound of war drums and the sound of metal colliding with weapons.

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