I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 347 347. Welcoming the Dawn with Destruction

After a brief hesitation, the world agreed to Croa's request.

There is nothing it can do if it refuses. The rules and authority brought by "Prelude to Dusk" can only be suppressed by a movement of the same or even higher status.

If it doesn't want to be dragged into the crisis of dusk by the light, it can only agree to Croix's request - and compared to being forced by the light, it still prefers the vibrant and dreamy Eden.

It had no choice before. According to the Father of Light, it would help itself break through all shackles and regain the power of God no matter what.

But now with Eden, it has a second option -

In the area covered by Eden, all life, whether it is the most basic grass, the magnificent flowers hidden deep in the earth, or the insects and exploding tigers, all prayed to Eden in accordance with the will of the world.

"Fortunately, I don't have any desires."

"It's just a simple prayer..."

Kloya breathed a sigh of relief, and controlled Eden and the two earth goddesses who were wrestling with each other to resist the dusk, while doing his own thing.

If Kloya was a little greedy, he could take advantage of this opportunity to accommodate all those magical beasts and plants into Eden, causing Eden to undergo an unimaginable transformation, but he would definitely be hated by the world consciousness.

Besides, fishing in a dry pond is not a good idea.

All he had to do was to use the special connection between Eden and himself to perform astral body imprinting on all the magical beasts and magical plants, replicating their structures and storing them inside Eden.

It would be almost impossible to directly scan the entire world's magical beasts and magical plants without the help of plane consciousness. The hidden areas alone were enough to give Cloya a headache.

But now it's very easy.

When the light of Eden was wrapped and extended by the power of world consciousness, nothing could block its way, not even the secret places of the major churches or forces.

They did feel uncomfortable, but this was something they couldn't solve. In addition, with their abilities, they were unable to detect the existence of the Astral Body Imprinting Technique, and they didn't notice any changes at all.

So I just let it go.

Of course, Croa knew that what he could include was not all.

There are some places that are truly inaccessible, some of the best hidden, areas that resist the world's consciousness, and into which the light of Eden cannot extend.

The current Eden can be said to have recorded about 80% of it, and the remaining 20% ​​is the pinnacle and essence of the evolution of magical beasts and magical plants - but even so, it is enough for Croa to perfect Eden.

That's how it was. A dense stream of data flowed rapidly in Kloya's eyes, and the light of the Astral Body Imprinting Technique almost gathered into a galaxy, in which every flash of light was the astral body pattern of a magical beast or a magical plant.

The power of the Ring of Glory helped Kloa sort out these complex magic patterns while also recording them - this was a very rare experience for him, considering that the Ark itself also had the mission of preserving data.

In that dreamlike Eden, countless magical beasts and magical plants composed entirely of magic patterns are forming. Although they have no life and no self-awareness, they are indeed recorded in Eden.

With the help of these forces, Eden's originally slightly illusory scenery quickly solidified, but always maintained a wonderful state of alternating reality and illusion, and the magic patterns inside were also perfecting.

[Wonder: Eden is undergoing a transformation.]

[The world consciousness of the Semrio continent allows Eden to record and preserve all the magical beasts and magical plants belonging to the Semrio continent. As the owner of Eden, "Kroya" will be able to observe their magic pattern structures at any time. ]

[With the species structure of the Semrio continent, Eden will become more real. In some cases, the existence inside will be able to leave Eden and go to the outside world without any special means. ]

[You can demonstrate your own power through Eden. ]

[The continent of Semrio is looking forward to your obtaining the throne of the "paradise". 】

[The Wonders of the World: Eden's "The Rainbow Poem, the Green Chapter, the Rainbow Grass Paradise of Everything" will have a new branch: Gratitude of the Semrio Continent. ]

[Play the song of gratitude for the Semrio continent. If you are willing to obtain the throne of Semrio continent, you can let all the recorded monsters and plants sing with you. ]

[Play the thanks of Semrio Continent. If you do not want to obtain the godhood of Semrio Continent, you can invite the magic beasts and magic plants to join your performance and sing with you. ]

This was a rather long explanation in recent times, and Croa read it with great interest. The continent of Semrio actually wanted to directly give him the title of the God of Paradise.

Yes, this is the ready-made paradise of God.

"What a magical world." Ring of Glory also saw the transformed Eden through Croa's vision: "From illusion to reality, this is clearly the power of the Illusionary Treasure.

I guess when this matter comes to an end, the mermaids and the dog will come to find you. If you can successfully make the phantom treasure reappear, it will be of great help to you."

Croa was not as optimistic as He was: "Now Eden mainly contains the imprints of all the magical beasts and plants that can be left on the continent of Semrio.

I guess it only works in this world.

If I want to truly make the creations inside compatible with the real world, the laws I understand are not enough. It's really a bit of a headache... How can I get more world laws to perfect it?"

He rubbed his temple. This time, it was the dusk that affected the continent of Semrio, which made it willing to cooperate with him, allowing Eden to successfully read the astral body structure of the monsters and magic plants.

Is he going to launch this dusk prelude to other worlds as well?
Wouldn't that really make him an evil magician who would do anything for his research?

Hui Zhihuan was very calm: "You are only at level 11 and you have already started to study these unimaginable things. Besides, aren't there other movements?"

He looked at the light that was being tortured by the "apple" and the "snake" and wanted to die, with no mercy in his eyes: "Will the prophecy you once said be fulfilled today?"

The platinum-colored light wrapped around the Ring of Glory and gradually surrounded Kroya, like the boiling and burning flames behind a god, carrying an indescribable terrifying power - that was the Great Prophecy!
As long as Croa speaks out that prophecy, the Great Prophecy will be activated and become a reality.

This is a second confirmation of Croa's prophecy.

How much power does it take to prophesy that a god will die?
Kloya didn't know this, and he didn't want to know. He just reached out and took the Ring of Glory from behind his head, and said softly: "Teacher, my prophecy will work just the same."

"The light will surely suffer the consequences."

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

Although the Ring of Light did not understand what Kloya meant, it still dimmed. In fact, it was also quite looking forward to how this prophecy in different forms would be fulfilled.

Croa looked at the Father of Light in the shining hall, quietly found a place to sit with his back against the light, and took out the harp again.

He took a deep breath, gently stroked the strings with his fingers, and immediately felt the trembling and fear of the gopher wood.

"It's going to hurt, but it'll be quick."

Cloya comforted it with these words, shared its pain, and continued playing.

But this time, the light played was not a gentle warm light, but a flowing golden light that was so hot that it could melt everything.

The golden light of destruction was like the heat surging and boiling on the surface of a star. It was thick, but carried a terrifying power that could turn everything into ashes. Everything would become its nourishment.

Accompanied by the blazing golden light, the long-awaited sun demons and swarms of insects all rushed out, began to dance to the music, and bit the holy and magnificent pillars and walls.

It should have been a terrifying sight of "demons devouring light", but as demons and insect swarms tore at the light, the kingdom of light was turning into golden fragments, becoming part of Croa's movement.

——Everyone could see the demons and insect swarms wreaking havoc, the kingdom of light being torn apart, turning into a fiery golden liquid, dancing to the music. This magnificent beauty of destruction not only did not make people feel horrified, but instead gave them an indescribable feeling of blood boiling, as if light would be reborn after destruction.

The hymn to the end!

This is a chapter that Croa has never touched upon. It represents the sun's desire for destruction, which can quickly destroy everything once used - but Croa feels that even destruction has an effect.

He now planned to use light as fuel to destroy the dusk and force the arrival of dawn.

Of course, the Father of Light noticed what Croix was doing.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the snake of greed and the fruit of resentment. He could only watch his kingdom being devoured by those demons and insect swarms. No matter what kind of attack it was, it would be easily blocked and become part of the flowing golden music.

What made him even more desperate was that even his consciousness was driving him to join in the praise of destruction - even if he was used as fuel.

"..."

The Father of Light felt something, and gradually, He stopped struggling.

Instead, it actively merged its light into the dark golden music of destruction, and as the music poured out, it sprinkled into a world soaked in dusk.

This process is slow but irreversible.

Croa didn't know why He suddenly stopped resisting, but he didn't care. After all, he was very sure that there would be no dissonant notes in his own music.

Whatever the Light wants to do, He is already the fuel.

With the Father of Light as fuel, the dark golden glow of Croa's music became deeper and deeper, and finally turned into a dark golden sun, replacing the original bright kingdom of God and hanging high in the sky.

The light of destruction pierced the dusk.

Even though dusk itself represents the stillness of all things, it is difficult to compare it with the real destruction from the sun, not to mention that it uses a god as nourishment.

All life looks up to the sky.

Instead of feeling that destruction was approaching, they felt an anticipation, an anticipation of seeing the dawn.

The gods and legends could not help but be shocked. They had a deeper understanding of this already famous wizard from the northern part of the Kingdom of Nolant, and they were very wary of him.

Eurydice and Aeotes watched all this under the canopy of Star Town. The former couldn't help but sigh: "Is the light fallen just like that?"

"Originally, I wanted to treat Him as a crystal pillar."

The latter shook his head: "It is not so easy for Him to fall. The world also needs a light..."

The Titan puppet stared at the data on the starry sky and muttered to himself, "There is a god who is firmly controlled by the world consciousness. His authority is of vital importance."

Eurydice showed an eager look: "Don't worry, my plan includes using Him. No matter how smart the world consciousness is, it can't resist that thing.

After all, the teacher spent a lot of money to buy it from the Shengquan Chamber of Commerce."

……

now,

The dark gold color soon swallowed up the dusk completely, and the music of the sun was forcing the music of the dusk to end - even the angel of the harp who was playing was almost swallowed up by this force.

"Now is the time for you to play the rest of the movement with me, right?"

Croix walked in front of the Angel of Lyre. Some cracks had already begun to appear on his body. The destructive desire of the sun plus a god as fuel was really unbearable.

But this was indeed the best time, and he took advantage of this opportunity to successfully play a hymn to the end, turning the possible power of disharmony into his own ability.

The original concept of "Rainbow Poetry" is of course different from the concept he understands, but it is precisely because of the difference that it is special.

Looking at Croa's fingers, the Angel of the Lyrics said, "Of course, it's my honor."

He gently put down the harp in his hand, and the six pairs of huge wings behind him separated one by one and fell behind Kloya, swaying gently and trembling with the changes in Kloya's magic power.

This time it really was like six rays of "sunlight" blooming, enough to cover the sky.

"Why do you all like to possess people like this?" Kloya really couldn't help but want to complain. It was only because the Ring of Light was not here now, otherwise there would be who knows how many layers of light there would be behind him.

The Angel of Lyre didn't understand why Chloë complained like that. He just told Chloë what he knew about the "Prelude to Dusk" and "Finale to Dawn" given to Him by the Father of Light.

After a brief reading, Cloya was very sure that this must be a chapter of the Origin Poem. Fortunately, it has a strong connection with the sun, so there should be no problem in playing it.

Through reading, he also understood why the Father of Light was so willing to give up his divine power. This guy clearly wanted to use the power of the dawn to be resurrected and gain the recognition of the world.

In fact, now he only needs to filter out the power of the Father of Light. Without his permission, the other party will never be able to be resurrected - but the world always needs light.

You can be resurrected if you want, but you need to be controlled by him.

So he casually picked a bunch of pale white flowers from Eden, engraved his eternal magic into them, and then mixed them into the music that was about to be played.

He took out the golden longbow that he had prepared for a long time, looked at the constellations that only he could see, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow——

The music of dawn broke through the deep destruction and dusk as his arrow was shot, using the last strength of the Father of Light as fuel and shooting straight into the sky.

And above the sky, the shining constellation also shot a blue arrow, echoing the golden arrow shot by Kroa.

The two arrows instantly penetrated countless barriers and finally collided with the starry sky and the crystal wall of the plane set up by the Titans.

That terrifying power frightened both Aeotes and the world consciousness.

The arrows touched each other without any misalignment, as if it was a predetermined fate.

"The Illuminati will fall today!"

"But the dawn will come with His fall!"

After a brief pause, the two arrows collided with each other with the sound of Kloya, bursting out endless light, and the rainbow light instantly spread over the entire world.

Then the bright sunshine came down.

Its daybreak.

as always.

(End of this chapter)