Chapter 81 God, you can’t go wrong if you have more faith
Wayne held his five fingers empty and made a gesture of drawing his sword.
The strong aura of death dissipated, and the gray mist washed away the waves of white foam surrounding it from all directions. With attribute restraint, erasing the white foam created by life magic was more effective with half the effort.
Wayne: (一`一)
What's going on? I haven't drawn my sword yet?
Is my swordsmanship so accurate?
A greasy white coat walked out of the void. Plank held the death pendant in his hand. Gray mist traveled around his body and condensed into a pale skull above his head.
Gods are not tools, and chaotic faith is not without price. The hand holding the pendant turned into white bones, and his face was covered with a thick layer of death.
Wayne was almost numb. He was interrupted by switching vests twice in a row. He couldn't help but wonder if Gangplank did it on purpose.
Fortunately, Gangplank was a step faster and appeared slower. Even if it was only for a second, Wayne pulled out the Shadow Nightmare and exposed the Death Knight's vest, which was a headache.
"I said, as long as I'm here today, no one can hurt you."
Gangplank grinned at Wayne, not missing any opportunity to increase his favorability. He looked at Sidney, who was parasitized by the Lord of the Void, with a cold expression, and shook his head with blame: "Sidney, I'm late. But don’t worry, you still have a long life, and I will cure you no matter what.”
"Damn bastard!!"
The Lord of the Void cursed loudly, scolding Sidney for being incompetent, and scolding Plank for being nosy. He was just a little bit away, just a second away from getting Wayne.
"Marshall, let's go. I've wiped out most of your mind. You can't be my opponent. Go back to the void, that's where your graveyard will be."
Magic props surrounded Gangplank, with bones in one hand and holy light in the other. He used the two beliefs with different styles freely, suppressing the humanoid tentacle monster and paralyzing it into a puddle of mud.
"I won't leave. I won't leave even if I say nothing today!"
The Lord of the Void roared sharply, white foam rolled out like a waterfall, and the swollen torrent hit the death gray mist, drowning it in a suicide attack.
Gangplank was shocked, opened up his life force field defense, and stood in front of Wayne in time.
"This guy is crazy. He brought all his thoughts to the God's Choice Continent..."
Plank murmured to himself, looking at the innocent Wayne in shock. He tried his best to imagine the latter's value, but he still underestimated it.
"Why does the Lord of the Void always pursue you at all costs?"
"Well……"
Wayne scratched his head: "Maybe it's because I helped destroy the Earth Center Cult. He has a grudge and has to kill me. If it weren't for this reason..."
"It could also be that the sunk costs were too high. In order to prevent the early investment from being wasted, he bet all his chips on a comeback."
Wayne talked about various possibilities, but the implication was that Gangplank had found the wrong person. He was a magician apprentice, so he had no idea what the evil god was thinking.
That's right.
Plank suppressed his doubts. Now is not the time to think about this. The Lord of the Void has arrived in full form. Although he is not as rational and wise as in his heyday, but after studying the void for a long time, his crazy thinking is still very powerful.
Planck weighed it, either the Lord of the Void died today, or the Lord of the Void died.
In order to protect Lundan City above, he spread out his life force field with all his strength, dragging the Lord of the Void into the endless darkness to prevent the powerful enemy from coming back, leaving a black light ring to protect Wayne.
The ring was suspended in the air, lowering a curtain of darkness, cutting off Wayne from the surrounding area.
The black light ring represents the belief of the Dark Goddess. When used for defense, it can render most magic silent and ineffective. It has many uses. The specific method of use depends on the owner's thinking.
Like Shadow Nightmare, this is also a rare magic item. According to Gangplank's level of legendary mage, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a legendary item.
But the upper limit of the black light ring is legendary, and the upper limit of the shadow nightmare is hard to say.
Wayne was hiding under the protection of the ring, still depressed about the failure of his transformation. A vest was just a vest after all, and it was very inconvenient to use at critical moments.
Wayne was curious as to why Gangplank had so many faith items, and why he could be so powerful if he picked out any of them.
"Did he cheat too?"
He muttered, looking at the ring above his head, eager to put it on his hand.
Just like when I coveted the four elements, I had an idea but didn't take action.
Moreover, he envied Planck more than the black light ring for his ability to repeatedly jump between complex beliefs. Planck's success was like the light of dawn, dispelling the darkness and opening a door in front of him.
Akito doesn't tell secrets, Wayne wants to take this path, and all the long legs of the goddess want to hug him.
About half an hour later, two figures appeared in the sewer. Gangplank's beard was stained with blood, and he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, panting like a dog.
Opposite was a mud-like tentacle monster. The Lord of the Void tried to reshape his body, but failed every time because his mind was severely damaged.
Wayne understood, both sides suffered losses, the Lord of the Void was only missing a trace of health, and Gangplank won by rounding off.
Ding Ling clang!
Ordinary small objects fell to the floor, and Gangplank, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked like a street vendor, with messy props placed in front of him.
The black light ring on Wayne's head also fell down.
Gangplank gasped and grabbed Wayne's trouser leg: "Quickly, tell me quickly, which god do you believe in? I will give you the magic tools, and you will kill the Lord of the Void?"
After saying that, he smiled bitterly. He didn't expect the Lord of the Void to be so crazy, and would support him even if they both died together.
Fortunately, there were many gods behind him, otherwise, the photo would have been smashed on the spot.
Damn it, didn’t you just say you would protect me?
Wayne's eyes widened and he saw that the Lord of the Void opposite him had a faint tendency to reshape his figure. He said decisively: "Goddess of Nature, my teacher is a disciple of the Goddess of Nature. If nothing else, so am I."
"Nature goddess, nature goddess..."
Planck picked at the ground and sorted out three small objects. In addition to the natural bracelet, there were also medals of the sun and statues of moonlight.
The three goddesses formed the Life Alliance, allowing disciples to learn the other two magics of belief in the alliance. Simply put, disciples of the Goddess of Nature can learn the magic of the sun and the moonlight.
In Plank's view, this is a typical case of duplication and establishment. Faith is by no means the only one. There is no difference between the so-called Life Alliance and the Free Mage Alliance. The circle has been narrowed down to only three faiths.
In other words, Wayne claims to believe in the Goddess of Nature and can not only use the Nature Bracelet, but also the Sun Medal and the Moonlight Statue.
Out of caution, Wayne is just a magician's apprentice with limited thinking and magic power, unable to activate the full power of the natural bracelet. Plank asked Wayne to bring all three props. Planck: If one doesn’t work, just bring in a few more. God, there’s nothing wrong with having more faith.
Wayne didn't know about Gangplank's outrageous ideas. The legendary mage was well-informed, so he must have his reasons for such an arrangement. He held the three props in his arms, and activated his mind telepathy and magic power at the same time, activating three kinds of faith magic at the same time.
boom! !
The magic vortex rose from the ground and quickly opened up the wall of violent wind like a tornado. Before Gangplank could react, he was swallowed by the strong wind, flew up into the air with a howl, and was thrown out hard.
His forehead hit the ground and broke a piece of cement.
He ignored the small props that fell on the floor and looked at Wayne with wide eyes, his astonished face full of disbelief.
This level of thinking and this level of magic power surpasses that of most silver mages...
Is this a magician's apprentice?
What surprised Plank was not only Wayne's thinking and magic power, but also his perfect control of three different divine powers, the vitality of nature, the brightness of the sun, and the tranquility of the moonlight. His body was not affected by the divine powers and was perfectly preserved. self.
"Is it because the three beliefs have reached a balance in his body?"
"No, I can't even do it, and it's even less possible for him..."
"Those favored by gods are also..."
"So it's his physique, or maybe his bloodline..."
Gangplank murmured to himself, his eyes shining unknowingly. Wayne may be special, one of the very few or even the only one, but he proved that the Free Mage Alliance was not on the wrong track, and everyone's theory was correct.
boom!
With the addition of three magic props, Wayne felt his body alternately hot and cold. Fortunately, it was not a big problem. The strange energy pouring into his body was suffocated by the Book of Greed, and he immediately became lighter.
The Book of Greed shields the negative effects of divine power, allowing him to cast three different magics at will. However, he cannot control different magic attributes at the same time like Gangplank, and needs the Book of Greed to switch on his behalf.
Enough!
Wayne clenched his fist, waved his hand and pulled out the golden sword that condensed the light. After thinking for a moment, slashing and other moves were just as lethal to the tentacle monsters. He simply waved his hand, and the magic frenzy shook the real world and dropped it. Densely packed golden swords.
Sunlight hit the Lord of the Void like raindrops, and each long sword was a highly concentrated scorching flame. The explosion caused the Lord of the Void to scream in agony, and a large area of his already few thoughts evaporated under the scorching heat.
It’s so cool to abuse food!
The sorrows and joys of human beings are not the same. Wayne was inspired by the screams of the Lord of the Void. He switched to his natural power and sprinkled large spores with his hand. The parasitic Lord of the Void grew red umbrellas all over his body and drained the opponent's vitality. Then they reproduced twice and three times.
The magic power dissipated like a tide. Wayne felt a little tired and was about to try the method of using moonlight. Once he switched, his tired spirit fell into the embrace of tranquility. In an instant, he was full of energy and even the magic power was replenished by half.
If you are poor, you will be interspersed with tactics, if you are good, you will be bombed by me.
Wayne no longer had any worries, and he bombed wildly in different patterns, getting more and more powerful. Gangplank's eyes were wrong, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Be gentle, don't blow up the sewer. There are many kinds of magic. You Don’t always think about being reckless.”
It makes sense, but if it works so well, why should I use my brain?
Wayne has found his own path to magic. No matter what, he just blows up and it's over. But he also admits that Gangplank is right. He can't patronize his own pleasure and doesn't care about the feelings of the sewers.
Wayne stopped his indiscriminate bombing and instead used spore parasitism to kill the Lord of the Void's mind. In terms of efficiency, it was far inferior to wholesale Sun Sword.
He turned to look at Gangplank, wanting to hear any guidance from the legendary mage.
Plank accidentally threw the death pendant to Wayne: "Marshall learned the magic of life. His thinking and life are extremely tenacious. You can try the power of death."
Wayne nodded, and without waiting for Gangplank to say anything else, he quickly took the Death Pendant, switched modes, and wholesaled the Deathly Holy Sword on a large scale.
The effect was outstanding, and the Lord of the Void's screams were more painful than before.
Gangplank: (灬)
You know this trick, right?
Plank doesn’t want to comment on Wayne’s lack of imagination. Usefulness is the way to go, and the rest are all false.
What he wants to say is, never use the death pendant together with the props of the three goddesses. It is well known that the goddesses are not at odds with each other. As a legendary mage, he can barely suppress the backlash. If Wayne uses it, it will definitely...
Oh, because it’s you, the goddesses don’t quarrel anymore.
Wayne once again showed Gangplank that he was extraordinary. He could control the two faith magics of death and the sun at the same time without being affected at all. This is no longer something that can be described as a genius. This is clearly a natural wonder.
In Gangplank's view, Wayne is simply a disciple tailor-made for him by the gods, destined to carry the banner of the Free Mage Alliance.
"He said that his teacher is a disciple of the Natural Church and is a bit troublesome. He steals other people's students and affects the reputation..."
"My reputation sucks, it doesn't matter."
Ten minutes later.
Gangplank regained some energy and came to Wayne with a bunch of small props. From time to time, he would change the props for him and use different tricks to torment the Lord of the Void.
Wayne doesn't refuse anyone who comes. Killing the Lord of the Void is no longer important at this time. The Book of Greed will be a pleasure to eat tonight.
Although everything is a delicate side dish, the plate is smaller than the sauce plate, and it can only be used as a dipping sauce, but it cannot hold the variety and tastes.
The Book of Greed cheers, this table is more comfortable tonight than entering the Door of Truth, it is comfortable, and so is Wayne.
Twenty minutes later.
The Lord of the Void's thoughts were evaporated by the sun, and the white foam was corroded by death. Before he died, he roared angrily at Wayne and issued a dozen vicious curses in a row.
Wayne gave a middle finger in return, turned to look at Gangplank, and told the truth. The props were all Gangplank's, and the latter would be responsible for at least 99% of the evil god's curse.
Plank didn't care. While checking whether Sidney could still be saved, he comforted him: "I am cursed by patients thousands of times every year, but I still live well. If curses are really useful, don't blame me." All the gods will fall."
Wayne: This is the truth, but you have no respect for God at all. Is this really good?
Glank: The Lord of the Void is dead, why are you still holding my treasure? Young man, are you really okay with pretending to be stupid like this?
Five minutes later, Gangplank grunted and searched out the last prop from Wayne's socks.
"It's so shameless. You are still a believer in the goddess of nature. You actually hide your bracelet in your socks. Where is your devout belief and your unyielding awe!"
Gangplank scolded sternly, putting aside the majesty of the white-bearded old mage, roaring like a blower for a long time, and then said: "Give up, you are not a qualified believer, not now, not in the future, join us, free mage" The league needs people like you.”
It turns out that you are from the Free Mage Alliance, so no wonder you believe everything.
Wayne was stunned, thinking of the Nelson family's manuscript, and subconsciously asked: "Is my wife someone else's good friend?"
"Hey, you actually know this secret code?"
(End of chapter)