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- Lan En stood under the puppet of God's favor, and one after another on the entire land of the misty island, stone demons with a height of more than 30 to 40 meters climbed up from the ground.
The pattern spread from the central castle, forming a domain enchantment that enveloped the island of mist.
But this thin layer of enchantment does not bring any sense of security at this moment.
Everyone in the Temple of Truth looked at the shadow that seemed to be rising into the clouds. Even the brave and fearless people could only feel their own insignificance at this moment.
There is still powerlessness.
The mentors of the temple couldn't even say the words to mobilize the battle, because it felt like a bug punching a giant, and it had no meaning except to make people laugh.
Everyone can only look to the sage Lan En, hoping that the pair can create miracles again.
Lane looked at the mythical monster.
He thought of his teacher Sunderan, Haru, and Anhofus.
The appearance of this monster is inextricably linked to his own lineage.
You can even say it directly.
It is their knowledge and inheritance that made this monster appear in this world.
He remembered what the teacher said many years ago when he first built the temple.
"Hesitation and hesitation cannot bring about the future."
"One generation does what one generation does. What my generation should do is to pass on the knowledge bestowed by God and the ideals of saints to everyone."
"If one day there will be a disaster because of my actions, I believe that in that era, more people who have benefited from the knowledge and ideals I imparted will stand up and save this disaster."
His teacher Sand'an lit the torch of knowledge and power, and brought the power of ritual from the kingdom of gods to the world.
He raised the priest's power from the second level to the third level curse seal priest, and the fourth level god priest, and finally ushered in the eve of the coming of the mythical power.
He had never suspected it before, and that was a bad thing.
But at the moment, I am a little confused.
"teacher!"
"Can our era really save this disaster?"
Tens of thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he said: "Should I call you the villain in the bottle, or Anhofus."
The Shadow of Myth opened his arms, as if embracing the sea of ??clouds and the whole world: "You should call me the God of Knowledge, Lan En!"
The second-generation sage of truth couldn't help laughing after hearing this, as if he was laughing at a child.
"You are not a god."
"How can there be a god like you, you are just a poor worm locked in a bottle."
"You originate from the divine grace left by my teacher, from Haru's monsters, and from the wild imagination of Anhofus."
"But in the final analysis, you are just a monster that was artificially created."
Lan En tore apart the truth without any concealment, and exposed the lie of the villain in the bottle that he was created by Insai.
The villain in the bottle lowered his head angrily when he heard Lan En laughing at him like this.
A terrifying storm swept across the island of mist, eroding towards the inside.
In an instant, the barrier covering the island of mist collapsed.
The Tier 3 Stone Demon and other Stone Demons who maintained the barrier also collapsed and died one after another.
"But they are all dead."
"A person who cannot exist forever is just a weak person worth mentioning."
"A humble mortal."
"But I can always exist."
"Exist forever."
Lan En rose head-on, confronting the power of the villain in the bottle.
The divine puppet, which was hundreds of meters high, stood together with him in the storm, colliding with the power of the mythical shadow.
"No!"
"My teacher Sang De'an lives forever, in the body of every Sanye, and in every person who walks out of the Temple of Truth."
The villain in the bottle sneered: "What is this? Are you deceiving yourself?"
Lan En looked at the evil eyes of the villain in the bottle in the black hurricane: "We are human, mythical monsters like you will never understand our thoughts."
The villain in the bottle said contemptuously: "I am a god on high, and I don't need to understand the humble and weak emotions of mortals."
After finishing speaking, the villain in the bottle changed his words.
&p; "And Xiao."
He thought of his students. He knew that his departure would be the beginning of another era, but he didn't know whose era the next era would belong to.
Who is it again.
Will rekindle the flame of the will of the saints, illuminating the whole Heinsay.
Or, the light of the will of the saints has since disappeared from this world.
He was a little bit reluctant, a little worried.
But in the end I chose to believe.
"My time is over!"
"Everything, leave it to the people who come later!"
The ferryman paddled through the nothingness with his boat, and the gate of the kingdom of gods in the distance opened slowly, and light shot out from the gap to form a fan shape.
The boat sailed in the light and entered behind the door a little bit.
The ship returned to the kingdom of goblins, and the goblins who made a contract with him came to meet him.
"you are?"
"An envoy of God?"
Lan En has never seen this messenger of God, but he is very much looking forward to meeting her.
The goblin shook his head: "I'm not Lord Sheila, is Lord Sheila still in the sun?"
At this moment, Sheila is still controlling this artifact step by step on the Cup of God.
Lan En felt a little regretful, but he still followed the goblin step by step.
He saw those dreamy and magnificent pictures recorded by his teacher Sang De'an in the kingdom of fairies.
at last.
He entered the Great Fairy Library.
Here he met his teacher, the old man standing behind the stage.
Lan En knelt in front of Sang De'an, not daring to look up at him: "Teacher!"
Sunderan just looked at him with a smile: "How about the Temple of Truth?"
Lan En was silent: "Teacher!"
"The Temple of Truth is still there."
"The will of the saints is still being passed on."
"I believe."
"There will still be people who will go on and on and turn into flames to illuminate the entire civilization, so that the age of truth will never end."
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