Versatile Mage: Spirit Seed Emperor Flame, I will burn for nine days

As death approached, Zhao Manyan did not notice that the wooden fish vessel in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shone with light, as if it had awakened after being sealed for countless years.

Suddenly, two roars were heard from where the seawall and the water city were located, shaking the sky and the entire water city in the dark night.

In the deep and distant ocean, a black island suddenly rose from the sea surface. Huge waves surged to the clouds, turning into one tsunami after another that rushed in all directions.

"Oh my god, what is that?"

"Island, it's actually an island!"

In the Water City, hundreds of thousands of people witnessed the sweeping tsunami. Countless mages flew into the sky, warnings were sounded continuously, and purple light illuminated the entire Water City.

Under the huge shadow as big as a mountain, the brilliance of the stars was completely obscured. Compared with the island that suddenly appeared, the water looked like a toy city, as if it could be easily destroyed by it.

Looking at the city area facing the ocean, Xu Yuheng, who was walking with the three girls, looked up with a look of astonishment in his eyes, "I didn't expect that this big guy would follow us."

Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao had both seen Ba Xia before, so naturally they were not surprised. What made them curious was why Ba Xia appeared here.

Leng Qing, on the other hand, thought that some peerless demon was going to attack Shuidu.

After Mu Nujiao's explanation, Leng Qing suddenly realized that the big guy outside was actually the same as the Qingluan that Mu Nujiao often held in her arms, both of them were totem beasts.

"This big guy followed us in Japan and followed us all the way to Shuidu. Could it be that there is something about us that attracted it?"

Mu Ningxue asked thoughtfully. Xu Yuheng shook his head and smiled, "That big guy was indeed attracted here, but it wasn't something that attracted him, but someone in our team."

"I see. But to be recognized by Baxia, that person is quite lucky."

"luck?"

Thinking of what would happen to Zhao Manyan next, Xu Yuheng was a little surprised, then laughed and said, "Maybe..."

As for Zhao Manyan, Xu Yuheng couldn't be indifferent to him, but he wouldn't support him directly either.

The only thing that can be done is to ensure Zhao Manyan's safety without interfering with the internal affairs of the Zhao family...

During the time when Zhao Manyan was missing, everyone arrived at the Parthenon, followed the Ten Thousand Ladders on the sacred mountain, and entered the Hall of Faith under the guidance of mentors Leng Qing and Pang Lai, several influential old-generation mages in the country.

The reward for first place is the Divine Seal Tribute that would excite any normal mage the most.

The government delegation originally planned to receive praise on the day of the ceremony to select the goddess at the Parthenon.

However, the election did not produce a reasonable result, and the Praise of the Divine Seal could only be performed by the Temple Mother.

Entering the Hall of Faith, Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue, who had heard of the influence of Xu Yuheng's religious beliefs before, were immediately chilled when they saw the endless stream of fanatical believers who were willing to spend a fortune in exchange for a little bit of faith offerings in order to gain health and longevity.

You have to know that all that huge sum of money was only exchanged for the blessing of an insignificant trainee maid in the Parthenon. For the mother of the temple, the goddess, and other big figures, the price was simply unimaginable.

When Xu Yuheng saw this scene, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, because there was a similar scene in an ancient novel about gods, demons and monsters in his previous life.

What is the difference between the Parthenon here and a small monk on Mount Lingshan who asks for three dou and three liters of gold for preaching to liberate the souls of the dead?

As for the devout believers, the Parthenon holds the same view as the Buddhist Lingshan Temple and does not save the poor and weak!

Mu Nujiao quietly stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Xu Yuheng's ear, and whispered softly: "Yuheng, do you think we should develop the blessing system in China in the future? This is really... too profitable."

It’s no wonder that Mu Nujiao said that. Just a blessing spell only consumes a little magic power, but real money comes out. Which magician can withstand such a test?

Unfortunately, these words were heard by Mo Fan who was standing next to him...

Mo Fan slapped his head a few times and said in annoyance, “Oh, why didn’t I think of this? If I could awaken a blessing system at the intermediate level, I wouldn’t need to fight so hard to fight in the wild. I could just cast a few blessing spells on people and make a lot of money!”

Unlike Mu Nujiao's soft voice, Mo Fan's shout was heard directly by a nearby arrogant waitress who was collecting blessing fees from believers.

"Shut up! Where are you from? How dare you slander the temple and defame the piety of the believers? This is truly a heinous crime!"

The waitress's expression was quite ugly, and she kept poking at him with her fingers, almost hitting Mo Fan's forehead.

Mo Fan was not a person who was spoiled or even tolerant of others. He was already furious when the waitress pointed at his nose and scolded him.

Just when he was about to retort, his mind suddenly cleared up.

The reason is that the Parthenon contains one of his two most important weaknesses.

Considering Ye Xinxia, ​​Mo Fan didn't want to cause trouble for her, especially since Ye Xinxia was at a critical stage.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I just..."

It was rare for Mo Fan to take the initiative to apologize to others, but for Ye Xinxia, ​​he could definitely do it.

When the arrogant waitress heard Mo Fan's apology, instead of showing any sign of forgiveness, her expression became even more angry.

His narrow, upside-down eyes glanced sharply at the people in the government office, raised his eyes to the ceiling, and said arrogantly: "Your heretical behavior has defiled the temple, and you are not worthy of the blessing of any priest in the temple.

Please leave our temple immediately, or I will let you see the greatness of the Knights Templar!"

The Hall of Faith, which was crowded with people, suddenly became quiet. Before the other members of the team came out, Xu Yuheng came over and said coldly, "It doesn't matter whether you welcome us or not, but I don't like the tone and posture of your speech. I believe that even if Pamishi came, she would not dare to speak to me in this tone."

Xu Yuheng addressed the important temple mother of the Parthenon by her name, and the waitress's expression changed immediately.

If the waitress's previous words were a sign of the gods' contempt for mortals, now they were a hysterical outburst by a shrew.

"Damn it, you heretic, you dare to call the Palace Mother by her name, you are really courting death..."

At his call, the knights and Holy Judge mages stationed near the Temple of Faith all came...