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Chapter 1918 Prayer

 "Brother, they have already set off, let's follow them quickly."

Noticing the actions of those mages, Rowling was shocked, and then urged Rhodes.

"Don't worry." Rhodes always looked calm, "Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Luo Lin seemed to have thought of something and pursed her lips slightly.

Before that, as a punishment for losing the bet, Rhodes had already told her the complete plan, which made her look at Rhodes a little different.

"Brother, did you really come up with that plan after you got the trump card? It wasn't an idea from the beginning?" Rowling asked confirmingly.

"Of course." Rhodes glanced at her, "Have you forgotten? I have legendary wisdom. Besides, if it weren't for that trump card, I wouldn't have changed my plan, and I wouldn't have lost to you."

After receiving Rhode's affirmative reply, Rowling didn't ask any more questions, with a look of understanding in her eyes.

It is also a wisdom spell, but it works on different people with completely different focuses. Rowling's wisdom spell focuses on researching and inferring mathematical knowledge. When Rowling does this, she will get additional gains from the spell.

Even creating new spells, while Rhodes' wisdom spell focuses on calculating others and can easily discover the weaknesses in other creatures' hearts.

As for Inota, Rowling did not see which aspect her wisdom spell focused on.

While Rowling was thinking, Eli and his party had already reached the center of Gwen Island using space magic.

The existence of space spells, through the continuous improvement of Master Brakada, has become an ability that all mages must master. Mages who do not know space spells will be restricted in many cases.

In front of a huge statue, Eli and his party stopped.

"This is the statue of the God of Mage. Judging from the manufacturing process, this statue has existed as early as Brakada's golden age." Beside him, the old woman in purple robe said slowly.

"I didn't expect that Gwen Island, which has long lost contact with the main plane, would have such a well-preserved statue of the God of Mage."

Looking at the face on the statue that had already penetrated into the hearts of all the members of the magic guild, at this moment, Eli could not help but feel emotional. In order to find the traces left by the God of Mage, he came to Gwen Island. The statue in front of him,

It seems that it is the mage god's response to him that contains the power that can change Brakada.

The statue was surrounded by colorful flowers, many of which were already showing signs of withering. Many people knelt in front of the statue and kept praying.

"Great God of Mage, your light shines on the earth, and your glory dominates the ocean. Please punish me and destroy those enemies who invade the island."

The prayers did not respond to the approaching magic guild members, but only increased their voices.

The prayers reached Eli's ears, and Escher beside him frowned: "President, they don't know your identity. Do they need to expel these people?"

Because these people surrounded the statue, including several necromancers among them, Eskel was dissatisfied. How could the president of the majestic magic guild worship the God of Mages together with those necromancers? This symbol

For Brakada's honor, even if Eli didn't propose it, he should take the initiative to avoid those who prayed.

"No need." Eli's eyes swept around, and finally landed on the flowers in front of the statue, "Gwen Island has been occupied by necromancers. The death energy here is so strong that even plants can't survive, and

The flowers dedicated to the God of Mage remain bright, which already shows the respect those people have for the God of Mage."

Looking at the prayers, Eli said slowly: "No matter what their identity is, the God of Mage can feel their respect. Expelling them must be something the God of Mage does not want to see."

After hearing what Eli said, the white-haired old man no longer insisted.

On the side, looking at this scene, Orak's expression became solemn: "President, I suspect that there is a prophet on Gwen Island who can predict the future. Those flowers are very suspicious."

"How sure are you?" Eli asked.

"About 30%... I still need more information to confirm this." Orak replied.

"Only 30%..." Eli shook his head and did not take Orac's reminder to heart. This was just Orac's speculation, not the result of divination.

Even if this group of prayers is really a trap set by the Necromancer, Eli is not afraid at all.

As the president of the magic guild, he has been assassinated countless times, but he is still safe and sound. Even if there is a legendary assassin lurking in the crowd, Eli is sure that he can use teleportation to retreat safely at the last moment.

"Great God of Mage, your light shines on the earth..."

He walked forward slowly, came to a girl who was kneeling to pray, and interrupted the girl's prayer: "Can I ask you a few questions?"

The girl raised her head slightly panicked and looked at the extremely powerful mage: "Ask me."

"Do you always pray like this?"

"Yes, we do every day." The girl replied in a low voice.

"What's the specific time?" He seemed a little interested in the girl's answer, and then asked.

"Every day at dawn, noon, dusk, and midnight, we gather here to pray to the great God of Mage. Whenever we eat food, we also recite the name of the God of Mage." She looked towards him.

I didn't dare to look at this powerful mage.

Eli looked thoughtful. He turned slightly sideways and looked at the old woman in purple robe behind him.

"The sun rises in the clouds at dawn, the sun is like fire at noon, the sun sets under the ground at dusk, and the moon shadow is in the sea at midnight. This is the prayer rule handed down from the golden age of Brakada, used to pray to the greatest things in the world that make up this world.

The magical elements, as well as the prayers of the great God of Mage. With the silence of the God of Mage, this set of prayer rules was completely abandoned a hundred years ago. Even the deans of some magic academies do not remember these rules."

Orak slowly explained.

She looked at the girl, and the original suspicion in her eyes dissipated a lot at this moment.

Without waiting for Eli to ask, Orak continued to add: "These prayers should be the descendants of the original survivors on Gwen Island, and only they can remember these prayer etiquette, and those of Brakada."

Mages have long been lost in various spells, forgetting the glory of the God of Mages and the awe of the magic guild."


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