My Senpai Knows Magic

The lunch this time was quite satisfactory, neither roasted tortoise nor tortoise soup.

Achilles' study of history and mythology can be traced back to before the advent of the gods. Chen Luo hopes to get more information about the gods from him.

"Before the coming of the gods, the ancestors used many kinds of scripts. After the coming of the gods, they unified the scripts of the mainland, which led to the loss of the scripts before the coming of the gods. Up to now, the history before the coming of the gods has been impossible to verify."

"Although the gods have not been seen since ancient times, whether it is a magician or a wizard, when they advance to the holy rank, they will feel the existence of the gods of magic or the goddess of darkness, which means that they are still there, maybe In the realm of God, maybe somewhere else."

"The gods of magic and the goddess of darkness are mortal enemies. In ancient times, there seemed to be a war between the gods, and the result was that the goddess of darkness was defeated. I don't know if the goddess of wisdom participated in this war, but since then, the mainland has never appeared again. I have heard the news of the Goddess of Wisdom, there is no miracle, no temple, I guess, she may have fallen..."

Chen Luo looked at Achilles and said, "All the ancient books in the mainland have never described the war of the gods."

Achilles said: "I once found a stone tablet in an ancient ruins, and there was an ancient script different from the common language on the stone tablet. I have been trying to decipher them over the years, and I have gained a lot. "

After reading many ancient books that existed for a long time, Chen Luo also realized that the history about the gods seemed to be deliberately hidden.

I am afraid that only those writings that have died out have a small amount of records.

Chen Luo murmured: "In the battle of the gods, the Goddess of Darkness failed, and the Goddess of Wisdom fell. Will God also fall?"

"This is just my guess." Achilles said: "If the gods can descend or wake up on descendants with their blood, then they should have soul or spirit as the main body. Only the demise of soul and spirit is the real truth. fall."

This kind of speculation is not difficult to understand.

To some extent, Chen Luo's soul or spirit occupied Blair's body, allowing him to survive as another person.

It's just that if this is the case, it is obviously not a good thing for the descendants of those so-called gods.

Their own will may be swallowed up, and their bodies occupied.

Before leaving, Achilles reminded him: "It is not so easy to build a city of peace. History tells us that the temple is not as simple as it seems..."

The Coblenz family has a long history, and Achilles is a scholar who specializes in history. Chen Luo always feels that he still knows a lot of things that he doesn't know.

He couldn't help asking one more question: "What is not simple?"

Achilles said: "Although the gods haven't descended for a long time, they occasionally send messengers. In history, there have been several times when the wizard's strength has reached its peak, surpassing the sum of the four major temples, but in the end they all fell within a short period of time. Destroyed in time, in these wars, there is the shadow of the 'messenger'."

This made Chen Luo think of the wizard's messenger. According to Achilles, the strength of the "messenger" of the gods should far exceed that of ordinary holy magisters or holy wizards, but since they have the ability to destroy wizards, why not just cut grass and root them out? , to avoid future troubles...

These days, the situation on the mainland seems to be calm, but in fact it is getting more and more complicated.

Thinking of Isabella and Miss Britney who left, Chen Luo suddenly felt even more headache.

...

Os Empire, Temple of Earth.

Under the influence of the sage Blair, the number of people calling for peace on the mainland increased dramatically, and even the wizards were affected. This forced the wizards to slow down their actions, and the temple was able to take a short breath.

The high priest recalled several priests who were guarding outside, and the temple was under martial law. It seemed that something important had happened.

In the depths of the temple, on an altar several feet high, the high priest looked at McClane and asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

McClane knelt in the center of the altar, with firmness in his eyes, and said, "Let's begin."

Including Theodore, the few priests who stayed in the hall all turned their eyes to McClane on the altar.

If a great magister is promoted to a holy magister, there is a high possibility of death, and there is a great possibility of falling into madness. There are many great magisters on the mainland who are qualified to be promoted, but they do not have the courage to promote.

If he did not receive the favor and gifts of the gods, McClane would have only two outcomes, going mad or dying.

This was most likely the last time they would see Priest McClane.

The high priest looked towards the altar and said in a low voice, "Let's begin."

He and the other five priests stood at the six corners of the altar, their lips quivered, and their gestures changed rapidly.

On the altar, the earth elements began to gather crazily, but they did not condense into substance. McClane knelt on the altar, bathed in the enriched magical elements, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and murmured reverently: "The great God of magic, please listen to the prayers of your devout believers..."

The elements of earth continued to condense, and the figure of McClane on the altar gradually became invisible, and a thick layer of soil cocoon gradually wrapped him in it.

The priests have stopped their magic, but the earth elements are still condensing.

With McClane as the center, an elemental storm set off on the altar.

Several priests quickly retreated under the altar, their faces became serious, and their eyes were fixed on the center of the altar.

The cocoon of elements is getting thicker and thicker, it seems that even the surrounding space is affected

, the entire altar, in their eyes, was severely distorted.

At a certain moment, the elemental storm stopped suddenly, and the sense of space distortion disappeared in an instant.

The altar was restored to its original state, only a huge cocoon of earth stood there.

Everyone's eyes focused on the soil cocoon.

Click!

Not only did it take a while, but a crisp sound suddenly came from their ears.

A crack appeared on the soil cocoon in the center of the altar.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and cracks began to spread throughout the cocoon. In the end, the whole cocoon collapsed with a loud noise.

In the center of the altar, a figure emerged.

McClane had changed from a kneeling position to a standing position. He ignored the priests present, took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "What a terrible place..."

As the words fell, a powerful aura gradually emanated from his body.

Everyone present, including the high priest, only felt that their spiritual power seemed to be suppressed, and they lowered their heads unknowingly.

A priest looked at Maclane and murmured, "Priest Maclane, you, have you succeeded?"

"McLan..." The figure nodded, and said to himself, "Is it his name?"

The high priest had a look of vigilance on his face, and he looked at him firmly, "You, you are not McClane, who are you!"

When several priests heard the words, their complexions changed, and they began to condense magic elements one after another.

However, when they tried to do this, they found that the magical elements in this space were not under their control at all, including the High Priest of the Holy Magister Realm.

This is not a gap in mental strength, but a crushing at the rule level.

'McLan' glanced at them and said, "Perhaps, you can call me an envoy."

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