Central area - the main plane.
The Holy Empire of Azeroth is a state within a state of the Central Empire and the core area of the Church of Fira.
Every year, tens of thousands of pilgrims from all over the world make a pilgrimage here piously. The churches here are spread all over the country. The pastors of the Fira Church walk around in white robes, spreading and proclaiming the glory and teachings of God, and even the farmers here All have a deep understanding of the teachings of God.
At this time, on the border of the Azelon Empire, on the edge of a certain farm, at the door of a small white church, a young man in white clothes came.
The white clothes on his body were already a little dusty, and wear and patches could be seen faintly on the corners of the clothes.
The young man was sallow and thin, but his hair was still neatly combed.
Walking to the front of the church, he lowered his head slightly with the pastor who was guarding the door. He entered the church and sat on the pews with other people who came to worship.
He lowered his head and chanted softly to the singing of the choir above.
New people came in one after another, plus the dozen or so people who came in earlier, but none of them were as devout as him.
The priest stood at the door and looked at him gently, showing a kind smile.
He knew this man, his name was Mu Si, and he had lived in a nearby town for more than ten years. He was originally a homeless man, but he found a new home here, established his own family, and had his own children.
Most importantly, Mousse's devotion to Fira is unmatched by everyone here. It has been uninterrupted for more than ten years, and it has also developed the neighbors around and my family to believe in Fira, and I have a very deep understanding of the teachings of God, not as superficial as those ordinary believers.
"Perhaps it's time to add more burdens to him," the pastor thought. He was about to be transferred to work in a larger diocese because of his merits, and a new person had to be found here to replace him. After the incident, the elite priests and priests were transferred to more important areas in the center, and these areas with little supernatural power naturally reduced their defenses.
In addition to his piety, Mousse also worked as a mercenary and a bard. He knows a little magic, and his mental power may be good. According to his piety, he may easily become a first-level priest by changing his job to a priest.
Thinking of this, the pastor took the initiative to walk to the side where Moose was, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.
"Mousse, how did you think about the things you were asked to think about last time?" the pastor asked kindly. He is old enough to be the father of the other party, and it is normal to use this tone.
Mousse quickly lowered his head in fear.
"Lord Jakafei, can I really take on the missionary work here? As a pastor, a real pastor, I feel that I still have a lot to lack!"
"No, no, no," the pastor smiled, "Your ability, your piety, and your focus are all seen by Fila. Every soul who sincerely contributes and truly believes in Fila will be rewarded with light and warmth." .And this is the reward you have persisted for so long, and there are more people who need you to redeem and help them."
Mousse bowed his head and recited Fira's teachings softly.
"I understand, it's just a loser like me, can I really take on such a heavy responsibility?" He was still a little unconfident.
"Don't worry, with your ability, you will definitely be able to do better." The pastor patted him tolerantly.
Mousse lowered his head, a black line faintly flashed in his white eyes.
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Aqiulian Daxueshan
In a certain layer of the abyss, in the center of the flame tongue full of magma, there is the tallest and strange Daxue Mountain.
In an abyss level full of magma and flame poisonous smoke, unexpectedly there is a huge and powerful snow mountain in the central area, releasing unparalleled cold air for countless years.
The cold air here condenses into a dark blue triangular ice cone, which slowly and automatically rotates clockwise over the top of the mountain.
At this time, standing on the edge of the snow mountain was a tall man covered in black armor. He wore long hair, half golden and half silver, which was very strange.
He wears a bat-like badge on his chest.
The most bizarre thing was that his feet were not grounded, but suspended in the air, and black fluorescent lines like electric circuits flashed from time to time under the soles of his feet.
"Goldmoss, it's up to you." A faint voice came from the void behind the man.
"How about gathering strength?" the man in black armor said lightly.
"One hundred and twenty-three recorded dragons of disaster have agreed to come to help out, plus chaotic creatures, as long as we are responsible for opening the channel, it will naturally lead to a strife between the power of the abyss and the world of light." That voice said. answer.
"Then let's start." Gerdmos nodded, stretched out his finger, and lightly touched the air in front of him, a string of black pearl-like light spots shot out from his fingertips, straight into the sky.
puff!
After the dull explosion sound, the black pearl exploded one after another like fireworks, and the black halo fireworks slowly exploded a black vortex hole in midair.
Jie Jie Jie
There was a weird smirk in the air, and a large amount of surrounding flames and poisonous smoke were crazily sucked towards the black hole as if being sucked by the vortex of the seabed, and then they were submerged into it.
Countless fiery creature demons from the abyss flapped their wings and flew up, like swarms of bugs, red, black, and all swarmed towards the big hole.
"Fresh flesh, flesh and blood! Hahaha!!" some simple-minded flame trolls roared, sweating like magma all over their bodies, and flew towards the black hole with vibrating flame wings.
"It's the smell of creatures in the Light Realm! Kill!! Kill them all!" The strong, double-headed red-flame giant stomped heavily, curled up his skin and body dripping with magma into balls of lava, and flew toward the sky. and go.
The densely packed meteors rushed into the black hole of the light world like one after another.
They and fire trolls are the most numerous groups.
Goldmos below looked up at countless black and red meteors flying into the black hole he opened from all directions, with a slight smile on his face.
"We need to do it as soon as possible, and the action must not be noticed by Fira."
"It's natural. All the dragons of disaster are already in place. As long as you give an order, we will all rush into the Light Realm." The voice in the void said in a low voice.
Gerdmos smiled slightly, like a most ordinary young man.
"Then. Killing, let's start now."
He jumped forward suddenly, and his whole body exploded, turning into countless red flames. After a large number of flames exploded, his originally huge body was exposed.
It was a huge red dragon.
It has the same three horns, and the center of the horns is filled with red flames.
His body was hundreds of meters long, and when he flapped his wings, all the material ice and snow and other demons around him were blown obliquely by the huge air force.
The most eye-catching thing is the three red light balls flying around his body, flying around him automatically like little elves.
call!
After a gust of wind, Gerdmos disappeared in place in an instant, and the black hole in the sky correspondingly appeared circles of obvious ripples, as if something huge fell into it instantly.
Not long after he entered the black hole.
The red sky around the black hole converged, and groups of dragons of various colors suddenly flew from a distance.
Among them are huge black dragons, red dragons, smaller purple dragons, blue dragons, and white dragons, and some poisonous dragons and green dragons covered in yellow-brown, and even three-headed chimeras also appear here.
But regardless of any giant dragon, they all have the same similar aura.
That is a faint black air.
Among the large groups of giant dragons, the weakest ones exude tenth-level power fluctuations.
Garen's incarnation of the white dragon was also among them. The poisonous snake on his back was very conspicuous. He was flying in the sky with his wings fluttering. He was staring intently at the black hole in the sky.
"The demons that went before will attract most of our attention. At most, the Light Realm will think that it is just a simple invasion of the abyss, and the force sent to suppress it will not be too large. As long as we are fast enough, we can quickly reach various locations. Complete the assigned tasks." The Calamity Dragon leading the team is a Calamity Dragon from the Water Elemental Plane, named Jane, nicknamed Ocean Fury.
This time, Gerdmos, one of the three monarchs, assigned the task. As long as he can complete it, he will get a trace of true divinity in the sacred stone. A sacred stone contains a lot of divinity. Although the content of the divinity may not be much, it plays a very important role in guiding, as long as he gets a little bit, it can help Garen realize that he got the temple pearl from Shoushan. What he needed was a method of analyzing divinity.
And the other disaster dragons obviously think so too.
Jane said in a low voice.
"There are thirteen peaks in the Light Realm, and there are thirteen cities on each peak, all of which are made of lamps and glass. The Polly there is very hard and sharp. Unlike the main material plane, some of them will use powerful You need to pay attention to the special crystals used to make defensive and attack circles. We can ignore most of the ranks of the people of light. The only thing we need to pay attention to is the guards of light. Each of the guards of light has at least level nine power , is the ultimate strong group among the People of Light."
"We are responsible for dealing with all the guards of light in the eleventh city of the eighth peak. Anyway, we should kill people as soon as we see them." Jane said simply.
"There are four of us in total, all above level 12, and it's not difficult to deal with a mere eleven cities." An arrogant blue dragon said disdainfully. He is a blue dragon with the blood of the legendary holy dragon. It is rumored that when the blue dragon family was at its most prosperous, their ancestors were called holy dragons. The fearful breath of all other dragons, and at the same time, they are naturally immune to all spells, and live in the cold crystal peaks. Unfortunately, it is a pity that their bloodlines have declined after tens of thousands of years have passed.
"Don't be careless, the King of Light can be teleported to any peak at any time through the speed of light. Once he appears, we must withdraw immediately." Jane warned.
"Don't worry. With me here, leaving is not a problem." Zilong in the team said confidently, "I have specialized in space magic for hundreds of years, and I am still confident in this aspect."
"Then please."
Garen followed behind without saying a word, just flying silently. It was enough to gain a little bit of divinity for this participation. The biggest remaining problem was how to ensure his own safety and obtain the greatest benefit while protecting himself.
The Light Realm, the plane where the People of Light is located, is famous for producing gems and crystals, and returning empty-handed is not his style.
The black hole in front was getting closer and closer, and soon, four giant dragons rushed in along with the dragon clan all around.
A cloud of black mist lingered, Garen could only feel countless chills lingering around him. These chills were different from the cold he was familiar with, but a paralyzing poisonous mist chill.
The darkness didn't last long, and while the dragons kept shaking their wings, a little white light soon lit up in front of them.
With a bang, Garen felt as if he had hit a transparent barrier. Breaking through fiercely, he got in at once.
All of a sudden, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the white light burst out.
(end of this chapter)