The main character is crazy [Transmigration Book]

Surrounded by smoke and mist, on the other side of the sky, a little golden light can be faintly seen in the surging white clouds.

The breeze blows the sleeves, and the white paradise flowers are blurred in the sky. The petals are dancing, flying freely like butterfly wings, and the hearts are swaying, bringing a few traces of lingering fragrance.

"It's really been a long time, my old friend, Franklin..."

Bathed in the holy light, Jerome in a white robe walked out of the void with a noble posture.

When the wrist was lightly raised, the barrier of time was erected, and then the lower jaw was slightly raised, the eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and there was a bit of nobility and inherent arrogance in the light golden eyes.

Ansair, Adrian, and Kentonio are in the barrier. Because the time in this space is frozen, they cannot move, speak, or hear clearly.

If the wind blows, Jerome's voice sounds a little ethereal and illusory, with his robe slightly rolled up in the air and surrounded by holy light.

After finishing the preparations, Jerome looked down at the purple-robed mage, and after thinking for a few seconds, he continued: "Even though he fell into the abyss, his strength still doesn't seem to have improved much. I really don't understand you pathetic blasphemers. What are they wearing..."

"What else can be put in the head? If you are really confused about such a simple question, wouldn't you know it by knocking open your own head? Could it be that you have one more brain than me?"

Franklin raised his head, looked at the other person at the same level, and said with a sneer at the end: "Oh, yes, if you really have an extra brain, then you are a monster. But you can't say that, you are no better than a monster at all. go."

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, your verbal skill is still so good."

Jerome sighed, turned and walked to Ansair's side.

"It's not been long, and it's only been a hundred years since I saw you. I didn't expect your face to be so well maintained."

Franklin lifted the hood, revealing an old and pale face, with many wrinkles on the forehead, long white curly hair hanging behind the ears, the long and pointed ears are completely exposed, the wrinkled skin is covered with carved magic lines up to the root of the ear.

His blue eyes are extremely deep, and his appearance looks very much like an old white elf...

Franklin raised his head slightly, and a trace of hatred and disgust flashed in the corner of his eyes: "They are all old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, but they still care about their appearance so much, and even go around depriving other people's lives for their own use, don't you be afraid The gods you believe in will drive you to the Forgotten Continent?"

"Will you be deported? That's all for later."

Jerome smiled and shook his head, his voice was flat, as if he was casually chatting with an old friend: "The future is as unpredictable as fate, and no one has inherited the Godhead of Destiny so far, so no one can." I can't guarantee what my future will be like... You can't, and neither can I. Even the other supreme gods, all they can do is to give you the full power to die or live. Besides, don't you Do you think it is possible for God to use his body to come to this plane?"

"Did your prophecy spy out something? Why can't gods come into the world with their own bodies? In this plane, isn't there still one person who successfully promoted to become a god?"

"Successfully promoted to a god? Are you referring to Pluto?"

Jerome laughed and said, "Even though he founded the underworld, his godhead was 'accidentally' lost. That lord had already embarked on the path to find the godhead many years ago, but his whereabouts are still unknown to this day...but Having said that, has he really become one of the supreme gods again? Or, are those few really willing to give up a god position for nothing?"

Franklin sighed: "It seems that your prophecy has become more powerful."

"It's natural that it has become more powerful, but what I said before is not a prophecy."

Jerome thought for a while: "Those just now are just my guesses, but the only thing I can be sure of is that because the power of the gods is too strong, if the main body comes to the world, then this plane will be destroyed by energy. Imbalance leads to destruction. Destroying a plane with civilization will also be suppressed by law, so at most they are just giving up a clone."

"Even if it's a clone, it's still the power of a god. Do you think you can resist that powerful power?"

"The power of the gods is not unlimited, why not try it?"

Jerome stretched out his hand, and traced a transparent light butterfly in the void with his fingertips. The golden sunlight penetrated through the butterfly wings, and the wing body reflected the brilliant light spots like glass.

After a few breaths, he retracted his fingertips, and the butterfly, which had lost its strength, fluttered its wings, and flew towards the distance unsteadily. Following the practice of the far away figure, after a few seconds, it suddenly turned into a golden circle of light and scattered around. open.

Moving his gaze down slightly, Jerome looked at his fingertips and continued: "And the power of the gods is also unstable, and the most complete part of the power should come from themselves just like us ordinary people. And between them Therefore, they can become gods because they have mastered a small part of the power to create life, plus what we offer them, the power of faith."

"Just like what you did just now?"

As a mage of the same period as Jerome, even if his strength is not as good as the opponent's, Franklin's eyesight will definitely not be inferior.

Jerome slightly lowered his head: "I just learned a little bit of the mystery, but for me now, it's still too esoteric..."

"But even so, even if you have touched the power to create life, how can a clone of the Supreme God be something you can deal with?"

"If you don't try, who knows if you can deal with it? After all, God is not an immortal existence. As long as the original power is exhausted, all words will be in vain..."

Jerome sighed, then turned his head to look at Franklin, and said with indifference in his eyes: "Okay, that's enough for the past, now you can tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Since you have already said that I have a plan, do you think I will tell you?"

Franklin laughed: "I didn't expect you to come here for a holy son, don't you worry about your Holy See?"

"Holy See,"

Jerome's eyes were stained with doubts: "Then why worry? There are 24 cardinals staying behind, can you still attack?"

"Who said they were going to attack your Holy See?"

Franklin raised his head and looked ahead with a touch of joy in his eyes: "The time is coming soon..."

"Then I'll wait and see, the so-called time in your mouth..."

Jerome raised his hand: "I originally planned to go to you, but since you came to the door yourself and shot at the people in my temple, don't blame me for not being affectionate."

"Then let me experience it, how much has your strength grown in these hundreds of years?"

Franklin held up his long staff, and when he muttered in his mouth, he flicked his sleeves and instantly swung a purple thunderbolt straight at Jerome's face!

"Holy Word Shield, False Punishment."

Raising the wrist slightly, the slender fingers quickly sketched lightly in the void.

Then I saw a golden light gradually outline the shape of a shield in the air, the holy shield blocked the violent thunder, and then the shield turned into bits of shattered light, just as the wrist flipped, the shattered light quickly condensed into a single The white cross, with the sharp mang straight to the throat!

"Grow."

Franklin quickly took out a few brown seeds from his backpack and threw them on the ground. With the release of magic power, countless thick green vines surrounded Franklin in a state of protection in an instant.

The growth of the plants was too fast, the white cross just smashed one of the vines into pieces, and then turned it into endless brilliance. Franklin raised his right hand and swung it violently, and then saw the endless vines heading in the direction of Jerome Hit away.

"It's been a hundred years, I thought you would improve more or less."

Jerome's tone was somewhat regretful, and with the slight movement of his wrist, the air suddenly became extremely hot: "But since you only have these abilities, you should return to the darkness where you belong Bar."

When the voice fell, a white magic circle with a wide range suddenly floated in the air, and as the magic power continued to be applied, the patterns on the edge gradually began to rotate.

The golden sunlight is divided into thousands of strands, intertwined and intertwined in the magic circle. After a few breaths, there is still a white light, and then you can see the golden flames that seem to be substantial, rolling up the wind and falling from the sky!

"The darkness I belong to? It's really ridiculous."

Franklin swung his staff towards the ground violently, and then the green vines instantly became a bit purple. The violent thunder quickly wrapped around the vines, interlaced with each other, and rolled into an extremely thick giant vine that pierced the clouds!

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"Besides the key, do you have other ways to enter the Dragon's Secret Realm?"

Xiu turned his head to the side, his usually calm eyes were finally stained with curiosity.

"Well, there is a way to get in without a key."

An smiled and nodded at him: "Can you accompany me there? That thing is very important to me."

"Ah."

Xiu thought for a few seconds, then nodded towards An, sat on the back of the Gale Leopard and moved forward a little, then said: "You sit on it too, it will be faster."

"it is good."

An carried the long sickle behind his back, and then straddled the back of the Gale Leopard. Just when his hands were on the side of Xiu's waist, he heard a huge roar from a distance, and the endless magic power was like a tidal wave, violently surging Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently.

In just a few seconds, countless cracks had exploded on the ground. Looking from the top down, the dark cracks seemed to be connected to an abyss, which was terrifying.

"what happened?"

Xiu couldn't sit still, and fell straight into Ann's arms.

"I'm afraid this is going to be a big trouble."

An stretched out her arms and hugged Xiu's body tightly in her arms. Under the feet that the two of them didn't see, a small crack was gradually expanding.