For the next half hour, the supplicant worked very hard.
He released all kinds of magic quickly like a magic trick, and took out one after another top-notch magical equipment in the eyes of ordinary people. He also kept using space to teleport and ran around. It can be said that he racked his brains and tried his best.
However, that far-reaching gaze has always been firmly fixed on him and has never moved away even half a minute. No matter whether he uses mirror images, illusions, shrinking, invisibility, or various barriers, he can't block this line of sight.
The supplicant realized that this time, he might not be able to escape...
At this time, he felt that one of his treasure houses had been invaded by thieves.
It is his largest and most secret treasure house. Only he knows the specific location in the world. Moreover, it is not in the real world, but an independent space built by him using space magic. It cannot be entered or exited except for teleportation.
But the thief "walked" in openly without knowing the spatial coordinates, and started wandering around in his treasure house.
There were originally a lot of arrangements in the treasure house just in case, which would prevent even the demigod mage from benefiting from them. This was a preventive measure taken by the supplicant.
But now, all those powerful barriers and traps seemed to have failed, and there was no reaction at all, as if the thief was the real owner of this place.
The supplicant hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath, activated the space teleportation again, and came to this treasure house.
Although it is the largest treasure trove under his name, the decoration is very simple. There are many display cabinets like bookshelves stacked inside, and the glass windows above contain rare collections one after another.
The thief, with a young and handsome face, was sitting carelessly on a throne-like chair, playing with a shiny gold bracelet in his hand, with a strange furry stuffed doll floating behind him, and his eyes were full of interest.
He looked at the supplicant in front of him.
"prayer?"
the thief asked.
"Gallo?"
the supplicant asked rhetorically.
The other party did not answer, but instead exuded a burst of coercion from his body.
The pressure was obviously very weak, but in the eyes of the supplicant, it was like an unattainable mountain, weighing heavily on him, and the handsome young man in front of him was sitting on the throne on the top of the mountain.
The supplicant immediately felt a strong sense of suffocation, his knees softened, and he tried to kneel down.
He, the most powerful demigod on earth, had such a reaction. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be crushed directly by this coercion!
So scary!
Fortunately, this pressure was fleeting and did not force the supplicant to actually kneel down.
The supplicant breathed a sigh of relief, a wisp of cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously, and his heart was pounding.
He also understood the other party's identity in his heart.
The crowned king of angels, Gallo!
Immediately, he felt a sense of regret and fear.
When we first cooperated with the Defiant, the other party mentioned the name 'Gallo' and said that he was a very powerful angel. If he could get this name, he would be able to gain angel-level power.
According to the betrayer, he was supposed to be the successor of 'Gallo', but something unexpected happened later and he missed this opportunity.
So he turned to the embrace of Eas, and planned to use Eas's power to regain this name that belonged to him.
So he invited the supplicant to join the game in exchange for a ray of angel's holy power.
According to the traitor's plan, he would first wake up 'Gallo', then complete the seizure of power in the Visa Theocracy, rescue Eas from the cage, and build an earthly divine kingdom for him, in order to please the evil god and let
He helped reclaim the name 'Gallo'.
The whole plan and ideas sounded intertwined with no flaws. Easi also happily agreed, and accepted the traitor as his 333rd son, and gave him the evil magic that can confuse people's hearts.
This successfully convinced the supplicant to take out the crown and send it to the 'Mysterious Treasure' Chamber of Commerce for auction.
The plan originally progressed very smoothly, and the traitor had no plans left, and had all the progress under control, successfully overthrowing the Visa regime and plunging the Theocracy into civil strife.
But when the supplicant faced Gallo, he realized that he had made a very serious and fatal mistake.
They greatly underestimated Gallo's power!
He, or should I say Him? He is not an ordinary angel at all, this is a being that is even more terrifying than a god!
Relying on Eas to snatch this title? No kidding, how could Eas be the opponent of the King of Angels?
After all, the supplicant is an old demigod, and is very sensitive to personal situations. Through the ray of pressure just now, he has roughly guessed what kind of strength Gallo should be.
The betrayer obviously didn't know this before, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do such a stupid thing like playing with fire.
He was deceived. He was deceived from the beginning to the end by the goddess Mia he had believed in, and he was not told the truth about 'Gallo' at all.
A ridiculous betrayer, just a pathetic creature.
No wonder they haven't contacted me during this period of time. They must be afraid of the King of Angels and have hidden somewhere, right?
The supplicant felt a little gloating in his heart, but soon became nervous because he was also a grasshopper on the same rope.
But obviously, he misunderstood the goddess Mia and also misunderstood the betrayer.
Before the betrayer betrayed, Gallo was still in the recovery period, and the damage on the conceptual and existential levels had not yet been recovered. He could only leave the name 'Gallo', and others like the King of Angels, because of the injury, in the concept
does not exist.
So it wasn't that Miya didn't tell him the truth, but that the concept of 'King of Angels' didn't exist at that time. Not even his teacher, the old bishop, knew about it, so naturally there was no truth to tell him.
By the time Gallo was reborn, the traitor had already committed the unforgivable sin and fled to the Visa Theocracy.
Therefore, he cannot calculate Gallo's specific strength, and it is impossible to calculate it. This has nothing to do with his methods and IQ, and is purely a conceptual issue.
Unfortunately, the supplicant did not know these things behind the Miya sect. He used conspiracy theories to figure out the motives of Gallo and Miya, and identified them as such insidious, cunning and cruel existences.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly calculated the current countermeasures in his mind, and felt a little secretly happy in his heart.
Although he colluded with the traitor, there was no direct conflict with him from beginning to end.
But some of his students had participated in those bad things, and it was probably because of this that the King of Angels came to him to deal with them.
That is their personal behavior. They have been expelled from the school and have nothing to do with my supplicant!
So he took the initiative and knelt down on one knee and whispered:
"Your noble king... please forgive me. I was obsessed with research and lacked discipline for the students below, which caused some of them to offend you."
"I will take the initiative to hand them over to you and pay adequate compensation."
Gallo: "???"
Is this guy scared out of his wits or something? His words are incoherent, and his words don’t match the words he’s talking about.
Which students offended me? I have no impression at all?
But there was no expression on his face, and he followed the other person's words and said:
"It's good for you to know."
At this time, the puppet Lal flapped his short wings and flew back to Gallo, holding a round ball in his arms. The appearance was dark red like bleeding, and it was still flowing slightly, like some kind of
Strange heart.
Lal found this in a shop window.
"Wang, this is good!"
Lal handed the ball to Gallo.
The supplicant quickly lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly, feeling a pricking pain in his heart.
That thing is called the Heart of Terror Ao, which comes from the ancient monster Terror Ao. It was an existence older than the melee of gods, and it was once the overlord of the land.
It's a pity that they became extinct later. Because the meat is delicious, the blood is extremely nutritious, and the heart is a natural source of energy, they were killed by greedy adventurers of all races and put on the table.
The fearful heart in front of you is the last one left in the world. It can be regarded as one of the most precious collections in this treasure house. It is a truly priceless treasure. Even the wealthy supplicants feel heartbroken for it.
But I can only feel heartache, dare to be angry but dare not speak out, and I am even forced to pretend to be generous, grit my teeth and say with a fake smile:
"King, this small thing can be regarded as compensation."
Gallo nodded, put back his fearful heart on his sleeves, and said again:
"Well... although you are a sinister, despicable and cunning mage, you are still generous and not so annoying."
What did I do to you? Why am I so sinister, despicable and cunning?
The supplicant felt distressed and cursed at the same time.
Gallo continued:
"I'm looking for you this time because I have an important matter. Although your mages are vicious and despicable, evil and treacherous, I think you still need to know this."
Although this treasure house is not affected by the external environment and the surrounding temperature is always maintained at the most suitable level, the supplicant is still shaking all over and his hands and feet are cold.
Why are our mages so vicious and despicable? Why are we so evil and treacherous? Why are you slandering our mages like this? This is professional discrimination!
Gallo couldn't hear his voice and continued:
"The world is in crisis right now, probably like this..."
He then briefly described the current situation and finally concluded.
"...Anyway, that's it. Although you mages are all bad and bad people, you can still be considered a part of this world, and you should contribute your strength."
The supplicant thought carefully about what Gallo said.
He didn't doubt the authenticity of it, because the other party didn't need to lie to him about this kind of thing, and he was usually vaguely aware of it.
He has also lived for a long time, and has long noticed that gods cannot respond to the world, and that there are fewer and fewer sects.
During the late period of the War of the Gods, he was still a mage apprentice. At that time, there were many more sects in the world than now. Although he can't remember the names of most of them, he still remembers the religious celebrations held at that time, which were very lively and hundreds of schools of thought contended.
There are many gods and angels in heaven.
Before you know it, there are only a few orthodox religions left in the world, and many of them still believe in the same god.
Something was obviously going on. He had also wondered whether the world had encountered foreign enemies, and the gods had all gone out to defend themselves against foreign enemies. Now it has been further confirmed.
Naturally, he also realized the seriousness of the problem, which was indeed a major matter concerning the safety of the entire world.
He wants to take the last step, and he will do whatever it takes to do so, but if the whole world disappears, he will not be spared, and the step he takes will be meaningless.
So the supplicant hurriedly replied:
"I understand, what do you need me to do?"
"It seems you are still very wise."
Gallo smiled and then said:
"First of all, we need to take care of you evil mages and don't let them do evil and act as evildoers!"
The supplicant couldn't help but feel a knot in his heart, and his hands and feet began to feel cold again.
Why do you do evil? Why do you act as an aide to a tiger?
Can the world get better? What do we mages need to satisfy you? When can mages stand up?
Haha, this world is as you wish...
"Then, I need you to help me create and maintain several barriers."
Gallo continued, and handed him a few more pages of enchantment design drawings.
This set of enchantments is improved on the basis of the Wall of Sighs. It completely abandons the protective function and fully functions as a power bank.
When he caught the supplicant before, he didn't rush over. Instead, he spent half an hour to modify the enchantment before bringing him over.
The supplicant took the drawings and took a look at them.
With his knowledge of enchantment, it was not difficult to understand nature, but he was also shocked by many of the novel and exquisite designs.
"This one here...can it still be designed like this?"
"Huh? This material ratio... is interesting! This is something I didn't expect before..."
"Only a small change in this place can actually affect the operating efficiency of the entire node?"
After just reading it briefly, he felt that he had gained a lot of inspiration, his attainments in boundary science had increased significantly, and he was very convinced.
This is the angel...oh no, is it the wisdom of the gods?
"This set of enchantments is really exquisite. The king's accomplishments in this area are indeed beyond the reach of us mortals."
The supplicant complimented him very seriously, and then asked:
"But what I don't quite understand is that this set of enchantments doesn't seem to have any additional functions? It seems like it just exists as a simple huge energy source?"
He originally thought that this barrier was used to resist the invasion of the Star God, but after looking at it, he did not see any defensive design in it, so he was a little confused.
"Because this barrier is used for charging."
Gallo explained simply.
"Charge?"
"Yes, recharge the angel."
The supplicant suddenly froze on the spot, as if he had heard some big news.