Looking at Anatole who was so close to Chi Chi, Ma Wei's breathing stopped. A chill rose from the soles of his feet, ran across the back of his spine, and reached the top of his head. Even his heart skipped a beat.
If there is anything in him that can attract Anatole, the God of Wisdom, it must be the Tears of the Siren!
The bard god Luca said that Anatole worshiped the ancient god Asis and studied the secrets of alchemy every day, and the master of alchemy was the ancient god Asis...
Siren's Tears are the treasure of alchemy!
The importance of the Siren's Tears is self-evident. Once Anatole takes it away, Yunia will definitely lose!
Anatole must not be allowed to get the Siren's Tears!
Facing the gaze of the god, Ma Wei was not intimidated. He turned his hand away like lightning, hiding the Siren's Tears behind his back, avoiding Anatole's attacking arm.
The moment Anatole took action, the others also moved.
Laiwen jumped up, swung his withered silver cane hard, and wanted to hit Anatole on the head...
Daniel drew out his sword and stabbed it diagonally from below, trying to pierce Anatole's lower abdomen...
Fat Orange flew towards Anatole and swung his sharp claws towards Anatole's eyes...
Katerina, Xiao Hei, the Hidden God Geer, the Monk...
Everyone launched an attack at the same time, trying to prevent Anatole from taking away Ma Wei. Feeling the strong wind coming from all directions, the light spot between Anatole's eyebrows suddenly brightened, and a burst of golden ripples spread. Daniel, Fat Orange....
Flying out instantly!
Looking at the two people who were turned upside down and all thrown away, Anatole sneered and stretched out his arm again, ready to snatch away the Siren's Tears. This time, a stuffed bear stood in front of her.
"Don't bully my dad!"
With her mouth bulging, a very angry Yunia raised the bear and hit Anatole on the head. Anatole was wondering how a god could be so childish...
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The stuffed bear slapped on her cheek made a muffled sound, like a hammer hitting an ordinary person's head, or like a sharp stone cutting a long wound.
Blood overflowed and covered his face in an instant. Anatole touched the blood on his face and was stunned.
She is not afraid of Yunia. Yunia, who has not yet become a god, cannot be her opponent, but...
Edward's body, which he couldn't shake despite all his efforts, was actually injured by a stuffed bear.
A stinging pain came from her cheekbones. Anatole had not felt pain for a long time. She had long forgotten what pain felt like, but the burning feeling on her face kept reminding her and reminding her The taste of pain.
"Get away!!!"
The previous elegance, easy-going, and calmness disappeared. Under the temptation of the Siren's Tears, Anatole was no longer calm. He avoided the bear called by Yunia, grabbed Ma Wei's throat, and was about to Withdrawing, a disdainful laughter suddenly rang in his ears.
Laughter... came from Ma Wei's body.
Under Anatole's stunned gaze, a light point floated out of Mavey's chest, and a middle-aged man wearing armor appeared in mid-air...
The God of Reality——Baji!
"You...you...how could you..."
Anatole's eyes widened, and in the middle of her words, Buggy's arm slapped her hard on the face.
With a side roll, Anatole fell to the ground to give up his strength, and rolled to the side of Daniel who had just climbed up. He looked at the shadow of Buggy in the air with a gloomy look, "Why are you here..."
The pressure coming from behind made her swallow half of her words again.
Anatole slowly turned his head and looked at the shadow emerging from Heimyuk's ring, his heart gradually sank.
The Bard God - Luca!
"Okay... everyone is almost here." Anatole stood up, looked around, and after realizing that he was completely surrounded, he said coldly: "Baji, Luca... It seems that this time you I have chosen to side with the Church of Truth..."
Reciting obscure tones from her mouth, Anatole floated into the air and began to sing. The stars gathered together and covered the sky. Stars flew out from the stars and floated around her, rapidly expanding. .
"Anatole!!!"
After handling the meteorite, Edward rushed over under the red sea and wanted to interrupt Anatole's singing. Seeing this scene, Buggy said to Mavi in a deep voice: "We can only stop her for a while, you guys It’s time to begin.”
"Start with what?"
"The ascension ceremony."
After saying that, Buggy's phantom rose into the sky and joined the battle between the gods. Luka sighed, and the feathers on her pointed hat drooped. She didn't want to join the battle, but the matter was over, and there seemed to be nothing else. chosen.
As a god born from the Celtic ethnic group, Luca has an inexplicable affection for this ethnic group. In the era in which she lived, there was full of opposition and hostility between different races. Luca was also willing to protect her believers, although Mavey does not believe in her teachings, but Celtic blood flows in Mavey's body.
In order to avoid war as much as possible, in order to protect the ethnic group that gave birth to me...
she....
There is no shirking the responsibility.
Luca took out a white recorder and participated in the battle in the sky, but even if she joined forces with Buggy and Edward, they could not gain the upper hand. Anatole came with the help of Constance's body, and relied on the holy object There is an essential difference between them when they arrive.
After watching the battle in the sky and realizing that Edward, Luca, and Buggy were indeed unable to defeat Anatole, Mavey took a deep breath and looked at the newly joined gods such as Geer.
Geer took out the fragments of the godhead from his body and handed them to Yunia. Several other gods did the same thing. Yunia, who was holding many fragments of the godhead, raised her head and asked Ma Wei for her opinion.
Ma Wei smiled and said: "It's time, let's get started."
"Um!"
Yunia swallowed the Godhead fragments one by one. After taking it, she took out a handful of cucumber seeds from her arms and threw them into her mouth. The Godhead fragments full of divine aura entered her body and melted like spring snow... .
Boom!
Amidst the muffled thunder, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, stretching for an unknown distance. Even Mosk, hundreds of kilometers away, was shrouded in dark clouds.
London, Paris, Berlin, Rome....
There were commotions in these cities thousands of kilometers apart at the same time. The popes wearing robes of different colors and golden crowns walked out of the room and looked towards the direction of Tver City, their eyes full of worry.
"here we go...."
"No! No!"
Archbishop Henry looked up at the dark clouds gathering above his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Tomorrow is the day of prophecy! Tomorrow!!! Why do we have to ascend to God today?!"
No one answered his doubts. Anatole also noticed Yunia who was starting the ascension ceremony below. After being slightly surprised, he suddenly realized and figured out the key.
The day of prophecy is indeed tomorrow.
The new gods will open the shackles that bind the gods, and people will welcome the gods.... There will be no problem.
The problem lies in the timing of the arrival of the gods.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the predicted time is tomorrow, and the gods will come tomorrow. But for Ma Wei and Yunia, this time will be earlier.
Because Ma Wei and Yunia entered the lost Kingdom of God!
The flow of time in God's country is much slower than that in the real world, which means that... Mavie and Yunia's July 10th will come earlier than ordinary people!
The biting cold wind blew, the sky and the earth were dark, and thunder flashed in the clouds. Duke Yinvanovich looked at the sky. He was so shocked that he couldn't even say a word. His eyes were dull, like a student who couldn't understand the lesson. He was frozen in place like a piece of wood.
He also didn't notice the several balls of silver-white mud rising from the ground behind him.
The silver-white mud condensed into several human shapes, walked to Duke Ivanovich, and whispered in his ear: "The time has come."
"What?"
His body trembled, Duke Yinvanovich turned his head and looked at the several silver-white figures surrounding him, and was startled: "When is the time?"
"Have you forgotten what I said? The time has come and it's time for you to leave." The silver-white figure at the head said.
"Leave...where?"
"Lead the army back to its own territory."
Hearing this, Duke Yinvanovich shuddered and understood what the other party meant: "You... want me to be independent?"
"Yes, together with other nobles, leave the Romanov Kingdom and establish a new country."
"Why?" Duke Yinvanovich didn't understand very much: "Aren't you going to help Katerina? Why did you ask me to split the Romanov Kingdom independently?"
"Assisting Katerina is just a process, not a result." The silver-white figure did not explain too much: "Lead the army and leave while they are not paying attention. We will see you again."
"Where is my family? There are so many monks from the Wisdom Cult, they won't let me leave easily!"
"You and other noble families are already on their way to their respective territories. As for the monks of the Wisdom Cult..."
The silver-white figure raised his arms as sticky as mud, and a strange crescent-shaped smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"I'll take care of them."
