Chapter 232 The number of external gods has increased

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Edward looked at the strange lamp a few meters away, and his mouth was raised uncontrollably. Then he clenched his fist on his lips and coughed twice, holding down the complicated emotions and many cramped thoughts in his heart.

Numbers "0-05", "Wishing Magic Lamp", a level 0 seal that has never been obtained by the Orthodox Church, and one of the most important seals in "Feature Dawn"!

Its danger is far above the "Sage's Eye Decoration", with the real ability to distort reality and summon gods. At the same time, it is widely seen in many stories and legends based on the image of "a magical oil lamp that can realize three wishes". It is regarded as a number of strange objects and important prototypes of evil gods who "realize wishes and seize human souls" in later generations.

It's evil and terrifying for most people, of course, if you have powerful power...

He slowly stepped forward, and the spiritual creatures opened the seal of the "Wishing Divine Lamp" for him, took it off the stone platform, and picked it up with both hands.

Out of respect for the law of the "Wishing God" and disrespect for the Lamp God himself, Edward stroked the shell covered with mysterious patterns with his fingers, then looked at the silently lit wick, and said solemnly in the giant's words:

"The eternal god of lamp..."

Before He finished speaking, the "Wishing Divine Lamp" suddenly emitted a golden light, and the light rose up like a sticky water curtain, forming a blurry, twisted and light golden figure.

A hole was cracked on the figure's head, so it had a mouth.

"You?" The figure was startled, and then his tone became subtle.

"I said who actually broke in? I didn't expect it to be my dear old compatriot. I'm glad you still remember me who is not worth mentioning. Are you here today? Did you have any deals with that little girl, or did you come to laugh at me specifically?"

“…”

"I feel like you are laughing."

"I just thought of something happy."

Edward coughed twice again and said with an impeccable sneer:

“My garden is missing a kettle, which I think is quite suitable for your location.”

The light golden figure shook, and the hole in the head became a crescent moon, a twisted and exaggerated laugh:

“‘order’ really cannot fight ‘decline’, but ‘miracle’ and ‘chaos’ can, oh, maybe you don’t like the word ‘order’?”

The Decayed King picked up his arms and looked at the God of Lamp with a look of looking at rare animals. His tone was plain: "Long life always allows me to witness some surprises. There is God trying to make me angry with the part that provokes me to be not good enough."

"You actually have the face to talk about your authority. Have you forgotten that you have changed your name to the Wishing Magic Lamp?"

The God of Lamp skipped this topic very naturally:

"Long life will indeed cause strange wear and tear to God. The little bugs you observe are all worthless in terms of the great me. They are not smart enough and not strong enough. They are not as good as any of my family members. They are more costly than the benefits of using them as culprits and slaves. If you can really bring some changes to the world of those worms, those who should not sit still will be boring and stupid fake gods."

"Especially their repeated revision of the code is so reckless that I feel disgusting!"

The son of Chaos said angrily:

"The code serves the emperor, and the order is customized by the gods! Like a rock immortal, as if the universe is eternal, how dare they use the thoughts of those mortals and the suggestions of weak and pitiful weak to distort the will of the great gods?!"

The Declined King looked at his hands disapprovingly, and slowly shaved a small frizzy edge on his nails:

"This is discussed two hundred years ago about why I am interested in humans."

"At least our consensus is that all good feelings and expectations are just manifestations after being beautified. Just like for a life that will die, any ordinary thing will be more loved after death than when you are alive. The only advantage of that era is that there is no mystery."

There is no secret Lord, this is very important.

"So, what is your purpose?"

He looked up at the God of Light: "Please go to my garden as a guest, you have no choice."

The exaggerated crescent moon of the God of Lamp gradually returned to a straight line.

"Do you think you can destroy me who is incomplete now? Although you are unwilling to admit it, the lamp is really strong."

"Don't worry about this turtle shell. I'm really worried that your brain will disappear with the extraordinary characteristics. After all, your old ways will indeed have wisdom bonuses. In addition, I'm curious, if you kill you, where will your consciousness awaken? Any planet in the universe that believes in you, or the 'Indefinite Fog'?" The Decayed King covered his hand on the magic lamp and said in a playful tone, "Of course, you who have lost the authority of 'chaotic' and 'order' may not be able to wake up again. You will die completely."

The God of Lamp laughed and said, "It's interesting, it's just like our kindness, our kind and damn brothers. The dolls from two hundred years ago are really boring. I almost really think you're addicted to playing the role of the 'Abyss Angel'."

The God of Lamp cursed fiercely in his heart: "An rude and arrogant bastard! I was just a small part of the size of my fingernails and lost my personal freedom. If you, a lifeless wood lump, enter the earth, or those other lunatics, under the same conditions, the mysterious consequences you face will only be worse than me now!"

"I can hear it."

"I didn't say anything."

"I am a demon," said the Defeated King, "I can hear your hostility clearly, and close your mouth."

The God of Lamp stopped talking. He clearly had no clear contours of limbs and no face, but his body twisted as strongly as his mood.

The decaying king took the golden luster of "Wishing Magic Lamp" from the stone platform and grabbed it in his hand and left the dark room. The demonized spiritual creatures put away all the seals and followed him step by step.

They came to the heights of the Emerald City and looked down at everything on the island Lasha.

Gray white volcanoes continue to erupt, lava has destroyed all vegetation, and volcanic ash buried 80% of the island.

I walked casually before, but now there are some spiritual brilliance of mysterious magic flashing in several corners of the island. They may think that "the emperor's new clothes" or other superimposed mysterious magic has effect and are moving quickly towards the harbor.

Each of them had a strong negative emotion that could not be ignored. This was like a group of fireflies gathered in the darkness, and it was obvious at a glance.

The outer god looked at the survivors and suddenly changed into a lighter tone:

"Just, I'll try the power of fairy tale magic."

The level 0 seal "Sage Edward" only corresponds to sequence 2, and only has the ability to informatize people and temporarily obtain the person and authority of "Sage". Therefore, Edward and the spiritual creatures asked for the seal corresponding to "Secret Person" sequence 4 and held it in their hands.

He radiated his spirituality without hesitation, locked in the fleeing humans, and selected an interesting fairy tale for them:

"Mysterious reappearance..."

"Red Dance Shoes."

...

Forests, arable land, towns, mountains... and even the gorgeous Emerald City turned into ruins under the attack. The terrain and landform of the islands were completely changed. The terrifying high temperature and rich volcanic ash covered the earth faster than imagined. The paradise-like islands in the past have suffered a catastrophe. It is better to escape directly to find another place or find a better choice than repairing them. More importantly, they kept praying to the leader, but received no response.

After seeking help for nothing, the remaining people were eager to get rid of the strongholds that had been swallowed up by the disaster, and advanced with difficulty in the natural disaster, using mysterious magic to open an escape passage to deal with critical moments. As long as they leave through this route, they can appear in a safe place at the pre-determined location.

In a mountain passage that should have collapsed but was supported by the green "pea vine", a woman in a simple black wizard robe suddenly shook her body, and the expressions of a small group of people following her suddenly became even more nervous.

A faint smell of blood permeated this small walkway. More than a dozen people had large or small injuries, or blood was gushing out of the simple bandage of cloth, or burning marks appeared on their bodies, and large areas of skin showed abnormal black and red.

"Has been discovered?"

The male with blonde hair behind her spoke nervously, and the woman leading the team was the only demigod, protecting them in the small classroom far from the place where the disaster broke out. After encountering such a terrifying and unknown attack, it would be better to follow the demigod immediately and survive as much as possible.

The lady in the black wizard robe held her breath and concentrated, suppressed her palpitations for a moment, and whispered:

"perhaps……"

The survivors' faces turned a little whiter again, and the blonde man said nervously: "... Just pass the clues out."

Walking here in despair and fear is only a few dozen meters away from successfully escaping. If you die here, it is absolutely impossible to say that you are not unwilling to accept it. But if you firmly believe that you and others can go out, it is somewhat self-deception.

The remaining people of "Factory Dawn" are ready. Compared with death, it is more important to pass on clues and intelligence so that the companions who are not in this stronghold and who have escaped can judge based on the specific situation whether to escape incognito or try to do something.

The lady nodded without saying anything to hit them.

"Volcano, environment, weather, is it a high-sequence 'weather warlock' or a 'disaster priest'?" In such a critical situation, scholars seized the time to analyze the situation. "Theoretically, there is no way that the 'sailor' path that does not belong to the Storm Church is in the outside world, but we are not sure which path the 'weather warlock' corresponds to."

"Well, I seem to have seen it in the classics that 'Weather Warlock' is a certain name that symbolizes the path of disaster!"

"Do you all think it's 'weather' and 'disaster'? I noticed the color of lava, the blue flames and sulfur breath, and the strange killing of one another. These elements correspond to the mysticism of demons..."

Scholars whispered.

"Attacking Lasha and destroying Emerald City is provoking the Queen..."

When the companions started discussing, the blonde-haired man approached the lady in the black wizard robe, with a serious expression: "If you are not afraid of the queen, you must at least be a strong man of the same level as the queen, or even an angel! More importantly, the queen is now in a state of losing contact..."

He didn't say anything further. The two looked at each other, and at the same time saw fear and worry in each other's eyes.

“…Escape first.”

In order to stabilize the hearts of the people, they said nothing. The blonde man followed the lady closely, and a faint cry came from his gray cloak. Two children of similar age hid in the teacher's arms, one man and one woman had dried their tears and cried hoarsely. They were children selected from "Factory Dawn" from Lasha. They had excellent spirituality and talent. They happened to be teaching in the classroom at the time of the incident, escaped the tragic disaster, and witnessed the destruction of the city that had been living.

A light curtain built by mysterious magic could be seen in front of him. The blonde-haired man tightened his cloak, squatted down, hugged the two children hard, one left and one right, and three faces pressed tightly together.

It took two seconds before the man let go of his hand, stood up, and sent them to the leading female demigod.

"I hope they follow you." The man smiled bitterly, "I don't have enough strength to protect them, but I can still be a meat shield."

Facing a possible angel, no one was sure to protect the two children. The lady was silent for two seconds and nodded gently. She reached out to touch the hair of the two children. Suddenly, her movements stopped.

A pair of bright, delicate and indescribable red dance shoes appeared on the girl's feet in a simple skirt.

The next moment, she lifted her clothes slightly in disbelief and found that red dancing shoes appeared on her feet, as well as on another woman's feet!

The blonde man didn't think this was strange, but as a demigod, the lady who was qualified to learn more about myths from the "Mysterious Queen" immediately recognized the origin of the dance shoes!

This is a crazy curse that dances to death!

"It's fairy tale magic!"

The next moment she shouted this, the woman in the team and the little girl in front of her suddenly showed a wonderful and intoxicating smile on her face. Her eyes rolled up, stood on tiptoe, danced high, and her legs danced happily according to an invisible melody.

A fast-paced minuet dance music sounded in the ears of the female demigod, and her legs couldn't help but move. Her face turned pale in an instant, and then she showed a strange wood grain color. She instantly turned into a long-nosed puppet, and she immediately took off her feet and red dance shoes, throwing them backwards and into the depths of the passage.

But the other two were not so lucky. Their upper bodies were extremely slow and could not keep up with the rhythm of their legs. They were led by the increasingly intense dance steps, as fiercely as if they were epilepsy patients, and they maintained their balance strangely under the control of the red dance shoes.

Everyone showed fear on their faces. Without reminding, they immediately ran towards the light curtain in front of them. The blonde man also picked up the scared little boy, dragged the female demigod to his back, and ran forward as if he ran away.
To be continued...