"You're cheating?" Gu Shu sneered.
"Yes, I decided not to join the degenerate camp. After all, the world's civilization is still waiting for me to promote it. I want to be a person who is beneficial to the people and the times. How can I be confused with depravity?" Gu Qingshan held his head high. Chest Road.
Lines of small scarlet characters appeared quickly:
"You said words that were in line with the will of the world, and your cheating was recognized by the world, recognized by the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and of course, the highest order also recognized it."
"Secondly, the Tree of Holy Wishes is only a primary holy object in the Fallen Sequence, and is not powerful enough to confront the will of the world."
"——Your trick was successful."
Gu Qingshan let out a long breath.
After all, he is a human, and there is a strict prerequisite for the goblin's magic to be activated——
Must be a goblin.
He was able to get away with it this time because the whole world was on his side.
This also reminded Gu Qingshan.
——It is not that easy to directly borrow the specific skills of some races.
After hearing his words, the Sacred Wishes Tree gradually fell into silence.
After a while, it said: "The Fallen Sequence has remembered you. From now on, you will become the enemy of the Fallen. One day, the Fallen sentient beings will definitely kill you and make you suffer eternal pain and never stand up again."
“Wherever there are living beings, there is corruption.”
"——You can't stop the flow of history!"
As the words fell, the Holy Wishes Tree gradually disappeared into the void.
It's gone.
This time it was Gu Qingshan's turn to fall into deep thought.
Where there are sentient beings... there is degeneration...
All the fallen people have been wiped out by him, but there are still countless ordinary people in this world.
After I leave, what if ordinary people want to embark on the path of depravity?
Maybe the Fallen Sequence left something behind?
Gu Qingshan floated in the air and thought quietly for a while.
"This world... is currently just a low-level magical civilization..."
he mused.
——The most advanced spell in the entire world is the Rain of Frost.
Frost Rain can only attack an area of about five hundred square meters. In an ordinary magic civilization, it can only be regarded as an intermediate spell.
If a person takes refuge in the Fallen Sequence, he will likely obtain spells that exceed this power.
This thing is still very tempting.
Finally, the tree said——
"You can't stop the flow of history."
historical.
trend.
Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of something.
His face gradually became serious.
"No wonder the Six Paths of Reincarnation wants me to solve the world's troubles."
"If it's really what I thought...then the Fall sequence...is much scarier than other enemies."
The flames on the ground gradually extinguished, and the molten lava on the ground solidified in the cold wind.
The magical power of the fireball just now has completely disappeared.
Gu Qingshan suddenly looked into the distance.
I saw several magicians in robes flying together cautiously towards him.
"Are you——Holy Mage Gude?" asked an old mage.
"It's me," Gu Qingshan admitted, "And you?"
"We are royal mages from major empires. We originally came to watch the ceremony with various ceremonial missions. Unexpectedly, all countries were excluded from the Holy See, so we all had to go back. Unexpectedly, not long after we left, something happened in the direction of the Holy See. There was such an amazing explosion - we got together and rushed back to see what was going on."
Gu Qingshan suddenly realized.
——It turned out to be strong men representing all forces on the continent.
Among those royal missions, these were the only strong ones who could fly and could rush over quickly to check on the situation.
"Master Gude, what happened here?" asked another middle-aged mage.
"As you can see, everything in the Holy Religion has been destroyed." Gu Qingshan said.
Everyone looked around together.
Devastated everywhere.
The power of fire magic wiped out all the buildings on the earth.
Everyone died except the Holy Mage Gud.
The leading mage sighed: "What a powerful magical power. I really don't know what kind of person can release such power."
Gu Qingshan explained: "That is a terrifying devil. He said that he is called the Ghost King of Huangquan. He specially climbed up from hell to destroy everything sacred."
Ghost King of Underworld?
——I have never heard of such a devil.
All the mages were dumbfounded.
Gu Qingshan sighed sadly: "I fought with him and finally killed him - but before he died, he was unwilling to give in and threw a fireball with all his strength, destroying the entire Holy See."
The mages looked towards the earth below.
"A... fireball technique? Master Gude, are you sure you're not joking?" The leading mage didn't believe it.
"Yes, maybe you don't have an intuitive feeling for that kind of power——"
Gu Qingshan raised a hand and said: "The method of ice, come!"
High in the sky above his head, a bright moon exuding a cold feeling suddenly appeared.
"Oh my God!" a mage shouted.
All the mages released their magic shields, but their shield spells could not withstand the chill coming from the depths of the sky.
A layer of white frost quickly climbed onto their robes, hair, staffs and eyebrows.
"Quickly put away the magic! Mr. Gude!"
The leading mage shouted loudly.
Gu Qingshan waved his hand.
In an instant, the bright moon spread into a layer of frost and fell from the sky.
Heavy snowflakes fell on the ground, quickly accumulating into a snow field several meters deep.
The mages seemed to have received an amnesty, and they chanted spells one after another to get rid of the hoarfrost on their bodies.
"This is...what a magical achievement..."
Someone lost his mind.
"Master Gude, you have such amazing strength, no wonder you can kill the Ghost King of Underworld." The leading mage sighed in admiration.
Gu Qingshan said: "It's a pity that the entire Holy See was destroyed by that monster..."
He suddenly clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "I must rebuild the entire Holy See and the Holy Church."
All the mages were silent.
——This man is only a fifteen-year-old boy, but he possesses unparalleled magical power.
What if we wait until he grows up?
But there is no way.
His current strength is no longer something anyone can resist.
Just looking at his frost technique just now, he can already destroy the capital of a country.
And it was obvious that he just waved his hand casually——
What would happen if he cast the spell with all his strength?
In this case... then there is only...
"Lord Holy Mage, is there anything we can do for you?" the leading mage asked.
"Yes, our Eagle Empire is willing to fully assist you in rebuilding the Holy See." Another mage said immediately.
"The same is true for us in the White Mountain Kingdom."
"We, the United States of Nine Stars, are also willing to help you, Lord Holy Mage."
"Our Moonfall Empire is also..."
All the mages spoke out one after another.
Gu Qingshan nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, after I rebuild the Holy See, I will pass on what I have learned to all the countries and individuals who have helped me."
When the mages heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.
…
after one day.
Gu Qingshan arrived at Baishan Kingdom.
After demonstrating his strength, he immediately received the full support of the royal family.
"I don't need money or anything, and I don't need manpower either, but I want to see the inheritance records of the royal family." Gu Qingshan said to the king.
King Baishan was a little surprised.
"Since the Holy Mage is willing to see it, come and get the royal inheritance scroll of our Baishan Kingdom." He ordered.
The so-called inheritance scrolls are the family tree of the royal family, as well as its development history, achievements, etc. over countless years.
These represent the glory of the royal family and are things that the royal family is willing to publicly promote.
The scroll was quickly fetched.
Gu Qingshan unfolded the scroll and read it carefully line by line.
In many eras, what happened to the royal family was just ordinary.
Gu Qingshan searched carefully in the vast history, tracing back to the source, and finally saw something special at the beginning of the scroll.
"Your Majesty, the Baishan royal family received help from some mages when they founded the country, right?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Yes, according to historical records, they were some very mysterious mages. After my ancestors made great achievements, they left something as a souvenir and then disappeared." The king said.
"What is it?" Gu Qingshan asked with interest.
"Ah, that is a long knife growing in a tree. It is said that whoever can pull out the long knife will become the Holy King of the Baishan Kingdom and lead the Baishan clan to glory."
The king shrugged and said, "Many people have tried, but none have succeeded."
"Oh? Can I go take a look?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"certainly."
Several people came to the Royal Garden and saw the big tree.
A long knife was stuck in the tree and remained motionless despite the wind and rain.
"This is the first time I have witnessed such a legendary thing." Gu Qingshan said.
King Baishan laughed and said: "Your strength is undoubted, but you may not know much about these mundane things. In fact, every kingdom on the continent has more or less magical legends like this."
"Really? Every kingdom has one?"
"right."
Gu Qingshan's expression became serious.
"Can I try?"
"Feel free to do so, but don't be depressed if you can't pull it out. Countless outstanding people in history have been unable to pull it out."
"good."
Gu Qingshan stepped forward and stood in front of the long knife.
If it goes as expected——
He stretched out his hand, grasped the long knife and drew it hard.
The long knife was immediately pulled out.
A deep and serious voice sounded in the void:
"The qualifications and strength you possess are so outstanding that they are worthy of me——"
The shadow of an ancient tree quietly emerged.
Its voice suddenly stopped.
"——Why is it you again!" Gu Shu shouted.
Gu Qingshan looked at the Tree of Holy Wishes and was speechless for a long time.
——There are certainly many traces of depravity left in this world.
A weapon.
a book.
An ornament.
Even a mantra.
Even a secret ritual.
Once a being with outstanding qualifications triggers these things, the fallen sequence may be summoned immediately.
Sequence seeds are lurking everywhere.
What to do?
