When he arrived at the only entrance to the city and confirmed that there was no one around, Link plunged into the U-shaped gate with a magic barrier. After experiencing the strange darkness and squeezing, he successfully came outside the city. The forest was still there, but what was going on?

Compared to when I entered the city in a month, there were obviously more people in the forest, and the atmosphere seemed very strange. Link walked through these and saw an apprentice who called Russell the tutor. How could he be here?

[It won't take long to see the disadvantages of Lorelai's crazy acceptance of believers.] Brelai's words still echoed in his ears. Looking around, many people were wearing apprentice robes. Link suddenly understood what the "illegal" refers to.

The prerequisite for exerting divine art is devout faith. After hearing the believer's prayer, the gods give divine power, and the miracles are revealed. The believers respect the gods more and the faith is more pious. The spiritual power emitted by the creatures themselves is constantly circulating between faith->Gods->Gods->Gods->Gods->Believers. Once one of the links is broken, the consequences cannot be recycled. Lorelai encountered this situation. It should be said that all the second and third generations of gods face the same situation. When they cannot obtain endless faith supplements, they can only reduce their responses to believers. If they cannot get blessings, they will abandon the gods.

So what is good about becoming a god? What is the need for what you want to call wind and rain in the material world? They all ran out of the crystal wall...

Link was shuttled back and forth in the new crowd. It was not difficult to hear what happened this month from the conversation between these people. First, a large number of scholars flocked to Vaulet, and then apprentices lost their divine favors. They were driven out of the city who were not qualified as mages. They were unwilling to lose their qualifications as nobles, and they all gathered in the forest outside the city. As time went by, more and more apprentices were driven out. A terrible rumor began to spread among these people. The goddess of magic had long been corrupted. She crazily absorbed believers just to absorb magic power that could prevent her divine power from declining.

The apprentice went from disbelief to wavering at the beginning, and was finally bewitched by such rumors that were circulating from nowhere. The awe and longing for the goddess had long turned into curses and hatred. She cursed in the forest all day without doing anything, cursing from morning to night.

Link was amazed that this hatred was almost too strong to visualize. The black resentment floating out of each apprentice gathered into a bunch of them and extended into the sky.

Could it be that Hornheim is on it...

Following the black resentment, Link rose, just like the scene seen by the pigeon blood, there was a prosperous city above the clouds. The numerous and complex barriers looked colorful under the sunlight, and there was a huge barrier in the semicircular shape above the city. Forty years, this city was no different from what Link saw in the illusion.

Out of concern for the barrier, Link just waited and watched from afar. The barrier was still there to defend against external attacks, but the entire city seemed to have experienced a battle, with ruins everywhere. The black resentment penetrated the barrier and kept injecting into the city, and Link suddenly realized.

It turns out that these resentments that are about to be substantive are just a mess. I don’t need to intervene at all, as Brae can handle them by himself.

I was ready to fight Hornheim, but seeing this scene, he didn't even have to come forward. Bray could handle it himself.

If that's the case, why did he pull me up?

From the beginning, Lorelai did not stop him from absorbing his believers. He must have foreseen that such a day would be, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the driving force behind the scenes. Even if he took over Lorelai's position as the magic god, he would also need to spend a lot of divine power. What's the benefit of doing this?

Link always felt that Brey's purpose was not just to divert Lorelai's attention, but he couldn't pry out anything from the cunning spirit. He thought this way, not that he was arrogant, but that there were too many gods who took the initiative to approach and show kindness. They were as powerful as death. They were recruiting for the second time. Even Chenxi, who was the first generation... I forgot if I didn't mention this, why was only Chenxi and the dark night not assimilated with the planet?

Hornheim suddenly shot down a beam of light, and several dazzling stars descended from above. Realizing that it was the Mage City who sent people to the ground, Link hurried back and passed through the U-shaped gate. The light column that reached the top of the library made the entire city sway slightly. People took to the streets and looked up at this strange scene.

Could it be that I want to summon Lorelai in the bookstore?

Link rushed to Elsey's house, passing by the only blacksmith shop in the city, but was attracted by the noise coming from below. The clerk who once recommended the monster skin to him ran to the street like a ghost, and some people were driven out of the blacksmith shop one after another. On the other side of the street, Elsey had arrived with his men. Under extremely special circumstances, they were security guards in this city, rather than mercenaries who collected money and eliminated disasters.

Seeing this, Link lowered his height and eavesdropped on the conversation between the clerk and Alsey.

"What's going on?"

Alsey first received information about the chaos in the weapon store. On the way to the bookstore, the bookstore activated the portal again, but why was the noise so big this time? He couldn't help but think of the mysterious man who was temporarily living at home.

"Those slaves are in chaos." The clerk tried his best to tell the story in an exaggerated tone that the dwarves had occupied the entire blacksmith shop.

"Where is the collar?" Elsey knew that in order to control the dwarves born with natural warriors, the mages created a special magic prop that can sense murderous intent and hostility. Once the collar of the alien mind will tighten, tie the neck, and if the thoughts are not stopped, they will be strangled to death. This can not only maximize the use of the dwarves' natural strange power, but also ensure that they will not unite in riots.

"I don't know why, the collar has failed." The clerk was crying because he didn't have to worry about slave riots. The blacksmith shop usually did not have too many people. The dwarf riots could not be stopped and they were beaten out in a few seconds. The city lord knew about this and would definitely not guarantee his job, and he might lose his right to live.

Not only did he find it difficult, but even Elsie, who occasionally acted as a sheriff, had a headache.

All the dwarves are born warriors, even women are no exception. They are extremely powerful. They can be said to be a good player of one or three. The number of people at his hand may not be able to withstand the attacks of the rioters. But they have to choose this time...

After pinching his eyebrows, Elsey asked a subordinate to come back to his home to find Orlando. The bard has a wide connection and should be able to speak.

Seeing that there would be no conflict here for a while, Link flew to Elsey's house, not only Finn and Orlando, but even Dodd, an assassin who had not seen for a long time, stood on the street, staring at the light column that made the entire city shaking.

Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by the light column in the sky, Link appeared and called out the name of Orlando.

"I thought it was the formation you created." Seeing Link, the half-elf was obviously relieved, but Link's next words made him raise his heart to his throat.

"Bring your luggage and find a way to leave Vaulet."

Finn, who heard their conversation, came over, "What's that light?"

"I can't explain it clearly in a few words, so I have to find a way to evacuate everyone in the city. I am worried that Hornheim will activate the magic cannon, and with just one blow, the city will be turned into ashes."

The three people in the yard spoke in unison: "Magic Cannon?"

Link glanced at Dodd, worthy of being an assassin, and he had no idea when this guy came in.

"Please, you have time to discuss what that is with me here, hurry up and evacuate the crowd."

"No one can leave Vaulet without destroying the barrier." Orlando replied in a deep voice, "and the barrier is controlled by Andrew, the commander."

"Shh! Here comes someone!" Dodd interrupted Link's conversation with Orlando.

"Go into the house!" Elsey winked at Orlando. The half-elf immediately hid in the basement with Finn. As soon as Dodd lurked into the shadow of the corner of the wall, the faintly hidden gate was pushed open. Elsey, with a solemn face, walked in with the ** division Andrew and the city lord Sevis. Behind them were six mages in red robes, and behind them were fully armed centurions of the Guards and dozens of men, surrounding the entire street tightly.

Link's eyes passed over Andrew and fell on the red-robed mage's cuffs.

Including Andrew only has seven masters, Link estimated his chances of winning. As long as the person who came from was not a sage level, he should still be able to deal with it. There is another divine punishment. He doesn't believe that these mages dare to fight hard with their lives. Putting aside the two sages, Bud and Claire, Hornheim should have legendary mages, but he actually sent only the master level. Is he busy with internal strife and no one can send? Or is there another reason?

"Your Excellency." The first one was Serves, the Lord of One City, and while speaking, he gave Link a standard aristocratic ceremony: "Honeheim sent someone to pick you up."

The mercenary leader glanced at Link with a strange look. He had been dealing with Servis for several years, and he had never seen this poisonous snake be so respectful to anyone. Even Andrew, one of the two major forces in the city, just kept his polite words. What surprised him even more was that, including Andrew, all the ** masters put their hands on their chests and bowed slightly, which was the highest standard of justice that the mage could give.

"The goddess is waiting for you." Andrew represented the wizard and conveyed Lorelai's wishes like Link.

Goddess, Goddess of Magic? What is this guy's origin? Even the goddess wants to summon him? Elsie's eyes were almost falling to the ground, and Dodd was as surprised as him.

"I want to stay below for a while."

This time Andrew didn't have time to speak, the old man who stood in the front among the Red Robe Mages said first: "You have been underneath for a long enough time."
Chapter completed!