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Chapter 41 Can this group of people save the world?

Segerman knew how powerful this strengthening machine was, so he no longer continued to strengthen ordinary daggers, but directly took out a sacred object called the 'Magic Gathering Wand'.

This holy object is a rare small-range holy object obtained from the Tower of Trial. Because the range of action is extremely small, the effect is also extremely powerful. Within a radius of one meter of the staff, all magic that the mage can release

It is more than twice as powerful as before, and the magic released will be strengthened.

In game terms, MP will be doubled.

Due to the settings in Holy Spirit, holy objects can only be placed in manors or guilds, so the effect of this staff on players is very useless.

After all, the main city is within a one-meter radius of the guild. What's the use of doubling the MP here? Kill the main city guards?

This staff was one of the important aids that enabled Segerman to obtain the sacred record of the stone tablet.

When he was about to throw the staff into the strengthening machine, the old mage finally came to him.

"Your Highness Segeman! Your Highness Segeman! We must go back quickly!" The old mage's old hands tightly held Segeman's shoulders.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Just as Segerman was about to stuff the sacred staff into the strengthening machine, his arm was forcefully pulled back by the old mage.

"The doomsday is coming! The prophecy is true! The doomsday is coming! The gods of the Tower of Trial told me all this, the devil star... a devil star is coming towards this plane."

"Teacher, are you telling the truth?"

Segerman looked at his mentor's distorted face. If anyone else had said this to him, Segerman would have thought that this guy was definitely a charlatan.

But standing in front of Segeman was the greatest sage and prophet in the Land of Flowing Waters. The reason for his greatness was not because of his magical abilities, but because of the knowledge he possessed and the ability to communicate with the gods.

Since he was young, he had predicted disasters that might destroy the country of Flowing Water three times. For the first time, the king did not believe it.

Although the country was not destroyed, it suffered a heavy blow. The second time the king chose to believe in him, the country of flowing water escaped the crisis of annihilation. The third time he was already the greatest sage in the country of flowing water. The king followed

His instructions made the Country of Flowing Water one of the most powerful countries in their world.

All of this happened thirty years ago. The Kingdom of Flowing Waters has been developing smoothly for thirty years, and now this prophet actually predicted that the world would be destroyed.

"Really! Go back quickly and inform your father." The old mage's mouth was already overflowing with blood. This scene made Segeman even more convinced that the old mage paid a heavy price in exchange for this prophecy from the gods.

But the price was indeed quite heavy. The old mage's waist was dodged by the tower spirit, but the old mage didn't notice it because he was too anxious.

"What about the method of cracking it?" Segerman asked the crux of the problem. "What about the method of cracking it after the end of the world?"

Every time the old mage makes a prediction, he will spend his life and magic power to find a way to solve it. This is why Segeman's mentor is respected by the people of the Country of Flowing Water, but his own strength is not the top of the Country of Flowing Water...

"The method of cracking... the method of cracking..." The old mage murmured to himself, his neck suddenly twisted strangely, and then his pupils turned into pure gold.

Segman saw the pure golden pupils and suddenly let go of the old mage. He knew that the old mage must have been possessed by something...sacred.

"Holy Spirit." The old mage's voice became devoid of any emotional impurities. "These warriors named Holy Spirit are heroes I summoned from distant planes. They regained their original power in the battle from the Tower of Trial.

Strength, these heroes...will help you resist the invasion of the doomsday!"

Holy Spirit? Hero? Hero called by God?

Segman followed the direction pointed by the old mage and looked at the location of the goblin merchant in the distance.

"Damn it! I still have thirty magic stones to exchange for the mane horse hood. How did those liver emperors who got the rare rainbow unicorn hood get it?"

"Brother, don't change your hood, change your mount! Fat Autumn Walking Bird is a unique mount."

"Is there anyone dancing? If there is no one, I'll ask again."

"The first floor of the Tower of Trial! Here comes a powerful MT! One with a blood volume of 4000 and up! Join the group quickly!"

Segerman looked at the scenery in the distance and could only use four words to describe it: a group of demons dancing wildly...

The God of Flowing Water! These people are actually the saviors appointed by the gods? Why... Segman just can't believe it. He feels that even a group of people from the Lunatic Asylum in the Land of Flowing Water are better than them!

But the images seen with the eyes and the sounds heard with the ears told Segelman that these guys definitely have no qualifications to save the world, but reason told Segelman, 'No! They do!'

The most intuitive feeling is that the strongest group of these Holy Spirits broke Segerman's sacred record... easily.

This is something Segelman doesn't want to admit.

The survival of the country is far higher than Segerman's personal feelings.

"Teacher, please go back and tell my father these things first. I have other things to do while I stay here," Segerman said.

"What about you?" The old mage calmed down, and the tower spirit's consciousness had left his body.

"Me?" Segerman glanced at the players in the distance who had already started to dance, and said with certainty, "I also want to be a hero, no... I have to be a hero."

"Oh...don't let yourself be too tired."

The old mage knew that Segeman was the best as his disciple, and he was also the best in the Land of Flowing Waters. However, Segeman had a shortcoming, and that was that he was too strong.

He is so strong that he does not allow anyone to be better than him. Once such a person appears, Segelman will do whatever it takes to make himself stronger.

Those players who broke Segelman's sacred record were undoubtedly stronger than Segelman, which also stimulated his pride.

Segerman admits that these holy spirits have the potential to save the world and become a hero, but he also has to be a hero!

The old mage disappeared in front of Segeman, who looked at the strengthening machine in the distance with the staff in his hand.

"We can't be embarrassed in front of those strange guys tomorrow." Segerman said as he threw his country's sacred staff into the strengthening machine.

Jiang Qiao had been watching the exchange between the old mage and Segman. At this time, Hailan floated in front of Jiang Qiao.

"I'm hungry." Hai Lan gently puffed up his cheeks and said three words that made the tower spirit next to him so frightened that he trembled all over.

"I know, but just wait a little longer." Jiang Qiao used his hand to push Hailan's cheek away, looking at Segeman in the distance who was battling with the enhanced machine.

From the communication between Segeman and the old mage just now, Jiang Qiao could tell that the old mage's identity in their country... was a role similar to that of a prophet.

In this way, the words of the old mage should be more credible. It is estimated that NPCs who treat players as saviors will appear outside the Trial Tower in a short time. However, Jiang Qiao does not rule out that they will send people to test the players' background, or

Test whether the players have the ability to fulfill the role of savior, and the indigenous people themselves will send heavy troops to guard this frontline battlefield.

For the players, this is just a world mission, but for these indigenous people, it is a life and death crisis.

In any case...Jiang Qiao needs to spend some time preparing for the upcoming battle for the Sea Blue Godhead.

But before that, Jiang Qiao still had one thing to solve.

"Hailan, our world may still be invaded, right?" Jiang Qiao said.

"That's for sure. There are many invaded planes on the star map, and some invaded planes seem to have discovered the existence of Blue Star." Hai Lan also expressed concern.

Jiang Qiao currently has two solutions. The first method is to send players to invade the plane and eliminate them before they reach Blue Star, but this will cause a lot of... unknown troubles.

The laws of each plane are different.

When Jiang Qiao asked players to come to this tower plane fragment, Jiang Qiao spent a lot of energy to modify the laws of this plane so that it could be integrated into the Holy Spirit's system.

Invading the plane will not give Jiang Qiao this chance.

So Jiang Qiao had a second idea!

"Perhaps we should start building an inner world inside Blue Star."

This is Jiang Qiao's second solution.

"Are we going to create a new world!? I don't have that much energy!" When Hai Lan heard that he was going to create a new world, his whole body went into a state of alert.

"It's not a completely new world, but an inner world based on the Blue Star framework. I can't explain the details to you. I have an idea and I'll talk about it after I go offline. Your garlic lobster has also arrived." Jiang Qiao said.


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