I have a role in the heavens

"When falsehood is true, truth is also false; when truth is false, falsehood is also true!"

Ilsi's eyes were dark, a faint look appeared on her handsome and elegant face, and she murmured in a low voice.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

Audrey's long golden hair was even more dazzling under the firelight in the night sky. A look of compassion appeared on her face, and her green eyes were watching Backlund's battle. She was just a Sequence 5 Dream Walker without much fighting ability. Faced with such a huge scene, there was nothing they could do. They could only watch countless people fleeing and wailing amid the flames of war.

Audrey heard Ilsi's voice faintly in her ears. She turned her head and looked at her unpredictable brother, with a confused look on her pretty face.

"nothing!"

Ilsi said something perfunctory, looking at the particularly sad girl, she couldn't help but comfort her with a few words.

"Audrey, you have to understand that you are not the savior. There are countless miseries in the world. You can't help everyone. If you are rich, you can help the world, and if you are poor, you can be alone!"

Audrey nodded slightly, unable to bear to continue watching the tragic war scenes, her head was buried in Ilsi's arms, her voice was low, slightly crying.

"Brother, I know, you don't have to worry!"

Ilsey felt the trembling body of the girl in her arms and sighed in her heart. She reached out and stroked the smooth blond hair. She was still too naive. The weak and the strong prey on each other. Natural selection. Struggle is the law of nature. No one can change it, even those from above. Gods must also abide by this rule, without exception.

War is cruel and bloody, and it is also the art of gathering people. The fleet of the Fusac Empire withstood the attack of the Church of Storms, reacted quickly, and pushed the bombs out of the throwing port. The trajectory of the bombs was distorted in the hurricane. , no one can judge the landing point.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The cannon barrel also sprayed out wanton tongues of fire, and the cannonballs shot out one after another and landed in Backlund. The air waves rolled and the flames were blazing. The people of Backlund kept running and avoiding, but countless people were still killed. Amidst the artillery fire, countless people were screaming in fear, wailing in pain, and crying sadly. The entire Backlund seemed to have become a purgatory on earth, with smoke rising everywhere, the smell of blood permeating the air, and thick black smoke shrouding this bustling world. Metropolis.

The Fusac Empire believes in the God of War. Its citizens are fierce and ruthless, good at fighting and violent, and are full of desire for war. This is the best sacrifice to please the gods. The fleet does not want to cross the entire Backlund and break into the Northern District. He turned instantly and headed towards the West District, which was the political center of the Loen Kingdom.

As the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, Backlund naturally has the strongest defense. Even though the attack by the Fusac Empire's airship fleet was very sudden, it still failed to break through the city. It only bombed the city and lost two people. After an airship, it left the sky above the city, causing huge commotion and losses.

A ray of morning light broke through the barrier of the night sky, bringing light and warmth, but Backlund lost the vitality and laughter of the past. The ruins were in ruins, and there were cries, screams, howls, curses, and voices. The noises gathered together, igniting the anger in everyone's hearts. The hatred between the two countries increased again, and war was inevitable.

"Extra number!" Extra number! The kingdom declares war on Fusac! "

"Extraordinary! Extraordinary! The kingdom declares war on Fusac!"

Newsboys waved the newspapers in their hands and walked through the streets and alleys, shouting loudly and attracting everyone's attention. The war is coming. After many years, the Fusac Empire and the Loen Kingdom will once again start a large-scale war. The war is an inevitable trend that no one can resist.

"The hatred for the key territory of Sunya Island being taken away, the entanglement of colonial interests, the failure of the previous war, the economic decline caused by pollution control, the abolition of the "Corn Act", the impact on domestic agriculture, the bankruptcy of countless farmers, the dissatisfaction of the people at the bottom The living conditions are extremely poor, the gap between the rich and the poor is widening, the middle class are blindly confident in national power and eager to improve their political status. The conflicts between different parties are intensifying. In addition, the royal family, the Psychological Alchemy Society, the Witch Sect, and the Twilight Hermits With the help of society and the influence of so many factors, this war is inevitable. It is worthy of Adam, the angel of fantasy, the ancient sun god, to write almost all factors into his own script and start this war. The curtain of the drama!”

In Queens, Hall Manor still stands on the ground without any damage. Ilsey stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Countless scenes and countless sentient beings appeared in his mind. All the information was analyzed, integrated and deduced by him. Knowing the direction of the development of the matter, there was a touch of coldness on his face, and he analyzed in a low voice.

"However, you have neglected to calculate that I am an existence outside of my destiny. The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs and all living beings as chess pieces. I will have a good fight with you and decide who is the best!"

Ilsi thought of Audrey's sad expression and the wailing people last night, and secretly decided in her heart that, whether for the sake of her innocent and kind sister or the innocent people, he had to change his plan and start a relationship with the fantasy angel Adam. Fighting.

"The Fusac Empire does not have so many domestic conflicts. This war must be launched with the will of the God of War. It seems that Adam has told this aggressive god the news that the Goddess of Night has the only way to obtain the God of Death. This is unacceptable. Reconciled contradictions!”

"The goddess of night, Amanesis, originally controls the darkness of doom. Now that she has mastered the uniqueness of the path of the god of death, her strength has greatly increased. She has become the closest to the old days among the seven gods!"

"This war will inevitably affect the gods and sweep the entire world! At that time, what choices will the Lord of Storms, the Eternal Sun, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom make?"

The goddess of night, Amanesis, is the first existence to awaken from Sefirah Castle. In addition to her own authority of night and authority of doom, she also has some authority of the moon. Now that she has obtained the uniqueness of the path of the god of death, she has surpassed the other six gods and is close to the strength of the ancient sun god. She is only one step away from being promoted to the ruler of the old days.

In the spiritual world, the Hall of Knowledge continues to rise and rise towards the spiritual sky. It seems to have a built-in invisibility effect. It avoids the eyes of the seven gods and attacks the throne, but no one notices this scene.

In the Hall of Knowledge, a bronze throne hangs high, and Ilsi's spirit sits on it. The whole body is shrouded in the light of wisdom, making it difficult to see his true appearance. Only a pair of deep eyes are exposed, deep and dark, like an endless abyss, enough to swallow everything. He looked up at the spiritual sky, and the appearance of the seven gods appeared in his mind.

The goddess of the night, Amanesis, is a girl in a black classical long dress with the moon as a pillow. Her clothes are layered but not complicated, inlaid with dots of starlight, like the sky in the middle of the night. Her body is more virtual, with signs of ripples. Her face seems to be covered with layers of gauze, hazy but unusually beautiful. The extraordinary characteristics on her body are bright and clear, the purest. The breath is higher than the starry sky, longer than eternity. She is the queen who controls disasters and fears, the lord of sleep and silence.

Lilith, the Earth Goddess, has a soft appearance and a plump figure. There are wheat ears growing under her feet, surrounded by springs. Her dress is flowing and swaying, with various herbs and flowers inserted, and depicting the images of different animals. Her chest is bulging high. She holds an illusory cute baby hidden in a swaddling cloth in one hand, and a dark brown wooden stick in the other hand. The overall appearance is holy and dignified. She is the mother of all things and the source of life.

The God of War Badhair sits high on the throne, holding a long sword in front of him, like a warrior on the battlefield, fearless, brave, and fierce. His face is hidden behind the visor, and his full body armor has an indescribable sense of dilapidation. The scene of dusk emerges behind him. He is the symbol of power and glory, the great god of knights, the master of war, the protector of guns and cannons, and the dusk that ends all things.

The Eternal Flame Oseicus is handsome, sunny, and full of vitality, like the blazing sun across the sky, hot and bright. He was covered in a pure white robe, had short golden hair, and held the Book of Contract and the sun-like golden ball in his hands. This pure white angel was originally a loyal follower of the ancient sun god. He had the qualities of firmness, bravery, and piety. He never changed from weak to strong. But later he was summoned by the dark angel to co-found the Redemption Rose and assassinate the ancient sun god. After the death of the ancient sun god, he shared the body of the ancient sun god with the wind angel and the angel of wisdom, and thus ascended to the throne of God.

Leodro, the Lord of Storms, looked like a middle-aged man. He wore black armor, stepped on the waves, was surrounded by storms, had lightning on his back, and held a trident. He looked majestic, had a violent and impulsive personality, as if the wind was sweeping, the waves were surging, the lightning was dancing, and exuded the breath of destroying everything. He was worthy of being the emperor who controlled the ocean and the overlord who controlled the sky. He was also the wind angel among the eight kings of angels. He shared the body of the sun and ascended to the throne of God.

Herabergen, the god of knowledge and wisdom, wore a hood, revealing his mouth, wrinkles and white beard. He held an open book in his hand, with an eye above that symbolized omniscience. He looked old and harmless. But this god of wisdom was not a good person. As the angel of wisdom among the eight angels serving the ancient sun god, he had eaten the body of the ancient sun god with the pure white angel and the wind angel after the ancient sun god fell, and thus ascended to the throne.

Stiano, the god of steam and machinery, was a perfect person of sequence 0 in the path of the universalist. He was surrounded by countless machines and exuded the brilliance of knowledge. He had an ordinary appearance and a calm expression, like a knowledgeable bachelor. There was a faint flash of madness and coldness in his deep eyes. This true god was not a good person either. He was the god of craftsmen back then, and he almost fell into a state of madness and loss of control. Because Emperor Roselle spread the steam machinery civilization, he changed his name, expanded his anchor, and stabilized his state. Later, he joined forces with the Eternal Sun to kill Emperor Roselle.

"Darkness, Mother, Twilight Giant, Sun, Tyrant, White Tower, Perfectionist, Seven Sequence 0s, Seven True Gods!"

Ilsi looked at the faces of the gods with cold eyes, not affected by the slightest pollution, and her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat evil smile.

"Hermit, magic greets you here, we will meet soon!"

The cold voice was like a stream in the cold winter, with a bone-chilling chill, and the lingering sound echoed in the empty hall.

Ilsi created the 23rd extraordinary path magic. As the pioneer of this path, he mastered all the extraordinary characteristics of this path and quickly upgraded his sequence to the Great Arcanist of Sequence 1. Originally, he planned to wait until he was promoted to the Hermit before being promoted to magic, but he couldn't bear to see the sadness of Audrey and innocent people, so he prepared to upgrade the two paths to Sequence 0 at once, surpass the Seven Gods in one fell swoop, and minimize the impact of this war.

As the Hall of Knowledge continued to rise, a secret web was constantly woven in the subconscious of all beings. This magic web was a necessary ritual for the promotion to Sequence 0 magic, allowing all beings to have the potential to cast spells. Only in this way can the glory of arcane shine in this world. This is the premise for Ivan Vincent to help Ilsi Hall.

"The Hall of Knowledge will soon stand in the spiritual sky, and the magic net will also be woven into the sea of ​​subconsciousness of all living beings. I am now in a critical period of transformation. It will take some time. I hope everything will be in time!"

In a dim and luxurious room, with precious wool carpets on the floor, Klein arranged the sacrifice and bestowal ceremony with a solemn look. He had already digested the magic potion of the Trickster and needed to obtain the materials for the Sequence 3 Ancient Scholar's potion. He had not yet collected the Flocculated Heart and White Frost Crystal of the Mist Wolf, so he needed to sacrifice to the Goddess of Night, hoping to obtain these two extraordinary materials and accelerate his strength.

"The ceremony has been arranged, but I don't seem to have made any contribution recently. How should I pray to the goddess for a gift?"

Klein looked at the ceremony that had been arranged, took a step back, and scratched his head in distress.

"If I make an installment loan to the goddess, I wonder if He will think I am blaspheming the gods!"

Klein suddenly shuddered and began to shake his head frantically, dispelling the crazy idea of ​​​​seeking death in his heart, and began to think hard to find a solution to the problem.

"Maybe I can try to sacrifice some valuable items, maybe the goddess will reward me!"

Klein thought of a safe way to sacrifice precious extraordinary items. In this way, even if the goddess does not reward, she should not be angry, and there is no danger.

Klein's spirit came to the gray fog and took out all the extraordinary items he had obtained. He excluded them one by one. The extraordinary characteristics of the interrogator, the extraordinary characteristics of the madman, the breath of the whisperer, the blood of the thousand-faced hunter, the eyes of the six-winged gargoyle, and the dust of the spirit world plunderer. If these garbage were sacrificed to the goddess, it would seem a bit disrespectful, so forget it.

Afterwards, Klein moved his eyes to several very powerful extraordinary items. "Groselle's Travels" would not work. There are many secrets hidden in it. It cannot be sacrificed. The Scepter of Poseidon is his most powerful seal, and it also involves the believers of Poseidon. It can be used as an anchor in the future, and it cannot be sacrificed. The extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 4 manipulator Hvin Rambis are the reward for Miss Justice's provision of the magic formula of the trickster.

Finally, Klein's eyes stopped at a log-colored cane. It was ordinary and did not show any special features. His frown relaxed and he muttered something.

"You are the god of night who is higher than the starry sky and longer than eternity, the mother of secrets, the queen who controls disaster and fear, the lord of sleep and silence!"

"I would like to offer this cane full of life force to you, and I hope to receive your grace."

Klein lit the candle, burned the corresponding essential oils and herbal powder, took two steps back, and prayed devoutly.

As Klein's voice fell, the three candle flames expanded and intertwined to form an illusory and dark mysterious door, which slowly opened, bringing an invisible strong wind, sweeping the life cane, throwing it into the illusory door, and disappearing into the boundless starry sky inside the door.

At the same time, the two objects penetrated the space barrier and fell in front of Klein without making a sound.

One item was a strange heart wrapped in wisps of white mist, and the other was a frost crystal emitting cold white air.

Seeing this, Klein was overjoyed, and a pious look appeared on his face, thanking the goddess of night for the gift.

The dark and mysterious door closed, faded quickly, and disappeared in front of Klein, and the altar was completely restored to normal.

"Success!"

Klein then raised his head and excitedly picked up the two potion materials given by the goddess, and a guess was faintly born in his heart.

"The goddess seems to be an ancient scholar who supports my promotion to Sequence 3. Maybe I can get the gift even if I don't sacrifice!"

Klein's heart was bleeding, and his face showed a pained look. His stingy and thrifty problem came back again.

"All the materials are ready, and I will also start preparing for the promotion!"

Klein's figure flashed and disappeared in the room. In order to reduce risks, he did not choose to hold the promotion ceremony in Backlund.

The Raging Sea, a barren and uninhabited island. This place is not far from the southern continent, but it does not belong to the southern continent geographically.

Klein chose this island as the place to be promoted to an ancient scholar. It is very desolate and there are no creatures here. There is no need to worry about accidents affecting innocent people, and he can also avoid the eyes of Amon and Zaratul.

Klein began to arrange the promotion ceremony and threw pages of historical documents into the flames. The ceremony of promoting ancient scholars requires a large amount of real ancient historical records.

While manipulating the puppet to burn historical documents, Klein took out the potion he had prepared. It was a ball of liquid-like and gas-like dark red, almost the size of a baby's head.

The ritual of the ancient scholar required the extraordinary to completely leave the real world for at least 300 years, to make themselves history, and to take the potion in an era that did not belong to them. The promotion conditions were very harsh.

But this was tailor-made for Klein. He had been sealed in a cocoon and hung above the gray fog for who knows how many years. He fully met the harsh promotion conditions and only needed to take the potion.

Of course, this did not mean that Klein would be safe from danger when he was promoted to an ancient scholar. Even if it was strictly prepared according to the formula, the Sequence 3 potion was equivalent to poison. After taking it, the extraordinary would be promoted if they could survive, and would go crazy, lose control, or even die suddenly if they could not survive!