[The fifteenth year of the advent of the gods] On May 7th, Wang Hui used a spoon to dig out the water and soil in the micro world. It has been a year and a half since the micro world.

[Sixteenth Year of God’s Advent] On November 19th, all sentient beings in the Gulf world once again witnessed a real miracle, and it was even more shocking than the last time!

"Even the sun can't come out of the palm of the god..."

Saliman, the high priest of the Thunder Kingdom, looked at the dark sky with a solemn expression.

In his heart, the comparison between the strength of the "God of Death" and the "God of Heaven" gradually tilted towards the latter.

But out of the absolute loyalty of the [Yin-Yang Fish] fusion beast, the high priest still firmly stands on the side of "Death God Testide".

"We must take charge of the Thunder Kingdom as soon as possible and then make some targeted arrangements..."

The influence of the god is growing, and as the kingdom of God under his name continues to expand, the interests of the god of death, Testide, will inevitably be touched.

The high priest knew that he was no match for the God of Heaven, but at least when the God of Death was defeated, he must make arrangements on his side.

At least give the God of Death a relatively safe place to stay!

With this thought in mind, another unusually green pothos seedling grew in the hands of the high priest.

"The situation is urgent and we need to increase the amount of medicine for the chief..."

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The people of Stormwind Kingdom are much calmer than the last time they saw the giant hand. People took to the streets to drink ale and cheer for the infinite power of the gods!

They have long been as close to the Kingdom of God as one family, and the God of the Kingdom of God is of course also the God of the Kingdom of Storm!

The simple and simple Kingdom of Darkness looks a bit morbid.

The necromancers looked at this once-in-a-lifetime dark day and eagerly tried new spells, trying to confirm some new conjecture about the corpse.

Groups of walking corpses suddenly appeared on the streets of Solendam City. Under the control of the Necromancer, they bared their teeth and claws and performed their own spell-casting rituals.

On the street, there are people watching the excitement, laughing and betting on who can successfully cast the spell on the corpse they have spotted...

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Southwest of the bay, Yonge Mountains.

The Holy Light Dragon raised his eyes and looked at the wonderful scenery in the sky, sighing secretly in his heart.

It still underestimated the ability of that god.

Even Abraham's secret trick was easily cracked. The so-called "God of Light" should be unable to save the Silver Moon Kingdom!

As for why the Holy Light Dragon doesn't sigh...

It was because it was chewing Weilong spicy strips, menstrual leave, and extraordinary cucumbers in its mouth, and could not spare the space to sigh.

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Inside the Holy City of Light.

As the temperature dropped rapidly, the Silver Moon civilians who knelt down to worship finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Some are thankful that they have survived the "test of faith", while others are grieving for their relatives and friends, young and old, who have lost their lives due to the high temperature.

The priests and church acolytes who supervised the worship and maintained order looked at each other in confusion.

Is this transition from bright light to extreme darkness also the intention of His Majesty the Pope?

At this time, King Silver Moon, who was enjoying refreshing afternoon tea and snacks at home, was urging his maids to light oil lamps, while listening to the long-winded reports of the ministers on the worship situation.

He couldn't help scolding: "It's autumn now, how much hotter can it get? We still have to wear blankets and hats, civilians just have too little willpower!"

The conscientious Minister of Logistics couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the old, weak, women and children without the ice cubes and iced tea you have here will find it difficult to withstand such a hot miracle under the Pope's crown...

Can you reward some ice cubes so that the weak civilians can survive..."

"Nonsense!"

King Silver Moon looked at the dozen or so large boxes of ice cubes in the room and cursed: "I only have this much left. If I give it to them, what will I use?!

Those ignorant civilians must understand the difficulties of the Holy See and the royal family!"

As he spoke, he pointed out the dim window: "Look, the sun's light is completely blocked, and the weather will cool down soon.

Let the civilians hold on for a little longer, they will soon pass the test of faith from the God of Light!"

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The test of the God of Light?

Even the light is gone, is this a good sign?

No matter how you look at that hand, it doesn’t look like it’s going to protect the Silver Moon Kingdom...

At the same time, in the cathedral.

Wang Hui withdrew his hand from Abraham's forehead, and a golden eye-shaped light pattern hung on his palm and slowly rotated, eventually turning into little light particles and integrating into his body.

"Um…"

With a groan, the historical images contained in this quarter of the inherited sacred relic fragments flooded into my mind!

Wang Hui's [Current Available Source Material] also increased to b/69%.

"I only need the share of the Necromancer of the Kingdom of Darkness, and my [Eternal Eye] will be enough..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Abraham who was slumped on the ground.

This once majestic pope almost exhausted his magic power when he cast [Light Judgment], and was unable to resist Wang Hui's collection of the inherited holy relics.

And without the [Holy Touch] on his forehead, Abraham also revealed his true face. It was an extremely ordinary face, the kind that would be hard to spot if thrown into a crowd, but he pretended to be the most unique one in the world...

"Ho...ho..."

The stripping away of inherited sacred objects is like forcibly removing Abraham's spine.

A hard gasp came from his mouth, and his originally tall and tall body quickly bent down, his cheeks were sunken, and his face became older and older!

But after all, with the foundation of hundreds of years of training, Abraham will not completely become an ordinary old man.

Wang Hui, whose eyes showed colorful light, could see clearly that the magic power in his body had dropped from being comparable to the peak of the Sixth Tempering to the level of just the Sixth Tempering, and was no longer as good as the divine servant Hu Yanwu.

If there are no adventures in the future, it will probably fall below the legendary threshold!

Wang Hui had no intention of giving this person an "adventure".

He made Thunder High Priest Saliman into a fusion beast, mainly to use his reputation in the Thunder Kingdom to control the orc kingdom for him.

And now that the Silver Moon Kingdom is about to be destroyed, why does Wang Hui need to waste sesame energy on the Pope?

He simply turned around and left, preparing to take Gulumi to arrange the formal work of processing the clay figures.

"You...ho...why...ho...don't kill me..."

Abraham raised his face with difficulty and asked.

Wang Hui didn't look back, and said calmly: "The little light you have left, let it play some role again!"

After that, he didn't care whether Abraham understood or not, walked out of the church door, spread his wings of light and flew up.

Without the power of the inherited sacred objects as the centerpiece, the [Holy Light Curtain Wall] covering the whole city has become very thin, and it will probably not last long before it will be broken through by the army of the Kingdom of God!

With Abraham's unwillingness to submit to others, there was a high probability that he would endure it to the end.

This legendary strong man whose life is about to come to an end may be able to bring some source of income to Wang Hui through his struggles before his death, which is his final value!

In the dim environment, the wide flapping wings of light instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

The little boy Badr stared blankly: "It's that adult..."

Beside him, Bishop Sfilan showed a subtle smile.
Chapter completed!