Infinite Journey

But today a miracle will happen. A kind-hearted old man in coarse clothes walked in. The arrival of the stranger made the eyes of the two teenagers terrified. ┅E small ┠┇ said —┡┅-“`1“-`-`—-`-

A little older, about 11 or 12 years old, stood in front of his younger brother, and in front of his mother who was sick in bed, trembling all over: “What are you doing, we don’t have money or food.”

The old man looked at the young man with a smile on his face and said, “Don’t worry, I’m the messenger of God. I came here under the guidance of God to save you from suffering.”

A faint radiance rose from the old man’s body, making him seem so sacred at this moment, a warm and gentle power enveloped the whole room, and the two teenagers felt that their icy bodies had become warm, while those lying on the bed waiting to die. The mother also quickly regained a bit of vitality under this warm brilliance.

The thin young brother looked at the golden Fisera and said timidly: “What is God, can you save our mother?”

Looking at the boy full of hope, Fisila’s heart trembled. This boy is just like his past, living a precarious life. If he hadn’t entered the kingdom of gods, maybe he would be like the middle-aged man in this bed. Like women, to a tragic end.

Fisila’s face turned solemn: “God loves the world, the Redeemer will save all the sufferings in the world, and those who believe in my Lord will have eternal life.”

As the holy words came out, a golden light fell on the thin body of the middle-aged woman, quickly restoring her blood color, and countless black qi in the dry body were eliminated, it was a gloomy breath, a trace of vitality Xun filled her body.

A pain-relieving moan came from the woman’s mouth, and then the two teenagers watched their mother, who had been gray and pale, quickly recover. The mother seemed to have strength. what.

The woman looked at the two children with a confused look: “What happened, am I dead?”

The two teenagers fell into the arms of the woman and cried. Heart-piercing, smelling sad, and the listeners weeping, it seems that all the fears that have accumulated in their hearts for the past few days will be squirted out.

Fisera didn’t say much. Turning around and leaving this dilapidated world, he left only one sentence: “There are no miracles in this world, but my God will bring miracles. Those who believe in my God will have eternal life.”

This miraculous scene continues to unfold. In just a few days, everyone knew that in the slums, several people who claimed to be the messengers of God appeared. They brought miracles, saved more than a dozen people who were dying, and spread the famous The divine name of the Redeemer.

Soon large numbers of people in the slums came to believe in the Redeemer because they received benefits, medical treatment, and sometimes food and work. A business group called the Redemption Chamber of Commerce arrived and brought a large amount of goods to sell in the city, and quickly established a stronghold and began to set up camp. This caravan hides all the warriors in the base of the Lord of Redemption, and he himself has become the leader of this chamber of commerce, quietly observing the changes in things.

The matter in the slum was quickly heard by the wizard who ruled the city, and then he sent his own soldiers to invite Fisila to enter the wizard’s tower, and received the invitation. Fisera Xun asked the Lord of Redeemer for instructions, and after receiving confirmation, he entered the Mage Tower alone.

In the mage tower, Fisila came to a hall. An old man in an exquisite robe sat on a golden throne, which was a pure golden throne.

The wizard held a snow-white scepter in his hand, with a ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the scepter, the wizard looked at Fisera and said slowly: “Mysterious powerhouse, I don’t know why you came here, but your The behavior has disrupted the order I made. Disturbed my city. Now, I order you to get out of here, and all those who brought you disappear.”

Looking at the sorcerer with a cold face, Fisila said with a solemn expression: “I can’t agree to your request, I’m here to preach on behalf of God, and no one can stop the glory of God. It is the choice of the world, God is the master of the world, and the destination of all sentient beings, I will not grant your request.”

The old wizard looked at Fisera and listened to his words: “Since you won’t go, then you don’t have to go, just die here.”

The old wizard’s scepter slammed on the ground, and between his breaths, countless auras rose in the entire room, and the magic words flashed on the wall, turning into wind blades and slashing towards Fisera.

Thousands of wind blades are simply a death trap. This is the power of the spell tower. Among them, the wizard can wield his own combat power several times, plus various pre-prepared spell attacks, even on the wall. A level character is also not an opponent.

Fisila looked at the blowing wind blade, and solemnly said a holy word: “God said, all things retreat.”

The brilliance rose, the divine technique – Holy Light Shield, a gray-gold light shroud enveloped him, blocking the attacks from all sides.

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The loud noise of the wind blade attack on the Holy Light Shield continued to sound, and the harsh sound was like grinding fine iron, but such a terrifying attack only dimmed the light of the Holy Light Shield, but obviously the Holy Light Shield still supported live.

When the old wizard saw this scene, his eyes were shocked. He could feel a mysterious and great power contained in the holy light, which resonated with the energy in the void. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com is obviously a fifth-level spell, and he has the blessing of a spell tower, which is several times stronger than himself, but he can’t break through the fifth-level spell that the opponent casts with his own power, but he is inexplicably shocked.

Feeling a huge threat in his heart, the old wizard felt a huge sense of threat to the man who claimed to be the messenger of God, and the killing intent was even more intense. This kind of existence that could threaten his own rule, he would never allow the other party to continue to survive in him. territorial mountain.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fisera spit out another holy word: “God said, those who don’t believe in me will go to **** forever.”

The gray-gold flame rose, turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards the old wizard. The huge flame distorted the air, and a force that purifies everything rolled in it. Wherever it passed, the wind blade shattered and was burned into nothingness.

The old wizard’s pupils shrank, the scepter in his hand was inserted into the ground, and a red protective shield rose up to block the fire dragon. At the same time, countless spell gestures flashed in his hand, and a cold spell sounded.

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In the midst of the loud noise, the shield raised by the old wizard trembled, and countless cracks covered it. The old wizard’s eyes showed horror, and then he quickly finished the last spell: “Ice Storm” (to be continued.)