Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 125 The Story of Thirty Years Ago

That is the story of thirty years.

At that time, the Land of the Fallen Gods had not yet become a complete forbidden zone for life like it is today. Powerful warriors or magicians could still enter, but whether they could come out was another matter.

At least in history, more than one hero has entered this area, eager to learn the name and cause of the fallen god.

But no one ever came out.

"The magical energy here is very violent. You'd better not leave the range of Athos's barrier."

Lord held the divine sword Org and warned his companions behind him.

After a long journey, they finally arrived at the Land of the Fallen Gods, and then with the help of Atos's barrier, they went deep into this one-way area.

The legendary holy sword Orger, which was said to be able to kill gods, now turned into a big light bulb, held by Lord to illuminate the way forward for everyone.

The Elsword hung quietly around his waist, emitting a restrained light.

The black fog in the Land of God's Destruction obscured all light, making it difficult for people to discern their direction.

Fortunately, Lord could vaguely sense the goddess's approximate location with the help of the divine authority contained in Orger.

Everyone was able to get closer and closer to it.

The black fog around him kept rolling, swallowing up all the light, only Org emitted a stable and sacred light.

The barrier formed by Atos in Celie's hand isolated the violent magical turbulence from the outside world. Even though these turbulences continued to impact Atos' barrier, they did not produce any ripples.

Compared with the black mud that appeared when gods died in later generations, the black fog in front of him was not enough to break the barrier of Atos.

Of course, it is also possible that this black mist is a weakened form of black mud.

Perhaps a long time ago, when the gods here fell, their divine power was as thick as mud, but with the passage of time, it eventually faded into the current black mist form.

Lord was walking in front, where no one noticed, and a small magic circle in his hand was constantly running.

Waves of power that were barely visible to the naked eye emerged from the outside world and poured into Elsword.

This holy sword, which had been broken and reborn, now shone with a plain and simple light, like a container that was slowly being filled and constantly accumulating strength.

"Lord," Celia's cold voice rang out, "You've been doing this since entering the Elf Forest."

As the one with the keenest sense of magic in the group, her gaze penetrated the darkness and landed precisely on Lord's hand, which was quietly releasing a magic circle.

"You seem to have been infusing Elsword with some kind of power? Is it the power of faith? Furthermore, before setting out, you specifically instructed the Elf King to offer a 'pious prayer' to the Goddess at a crucial time. What exactly do you want to do?"

Miss Elf's observation skills are as sharp as ever.

Upon hearing this, Noen, Eric and others also looked at Lord with the same doubts in their eyes.

Olivia couldn't help but ask, "Lord, are you trying to use the power of faith to defeat the goddess of fertility? But that shouldn't be possible, right?"

Olivia couldn't imagine where Lord would find the power of faith to defeat the goddess.

That is something that can only be accomplished by an entire race with the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years.

Olivia could not imagine that other than the elves, there was any other race that could possess such a huge power of faith.

However, theoretically speaking, the Elven race shouldn't meet this condition. After all, the Elven race has always been channeling their faith into the goddess, just like their Skywing race.

No, that's not right!

Olivia suddenly remembered that this was indeed a possibility for the elves.

Because hundreds of years ago, after completely losing contact with the goddess, the connection channel of faith power between their Tianyi tribe and the goddess was also broken.

Therefore, the Skywing tribe could only use that original connection to pass the power of faith to the goddess.

However, this was too inefficient, causing their heavenly kingdom to accumulate a lot of power of faith without being able to transfer it to the goddess in time.

And these powers of faith were also stored by them using special means.

As for the elves, Olivia remembered that they had always used the default connection channel, which was simple prayer.

In other words, as long as there is something that can absorb and store the excess power of faith of the elves over thousands or even tens of thousands of years, it will be enough to defeat the gods.

In response to everyone's questions, Lord did not stop what he was doing and continued to inject strands of the power of faith into Elsword.

Only after all his power was completely absorbed into Elsword did he turn his head with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Nothing is impossible, Olivia." His voice was particularly clear in the silence. "Celie, do you remember the time we spent in the Land of Elves?"

Celia recalled carefully, "Didn't you study the magic of the Pseudo-God Strike in order to deal with the demon army?"

This is something everyone knows.

And everyone has experienced what happened next.

Not only did Lord successfully create the magic of pseudo-god strike, he also completely defeated the demon army on the front battlefield, achieving a decisive victory for the coalition forces.

After this battle, Lord's name began to spread throughout the continent.

"That's right." Lord nodded, but his smile became even brighter. "The magic of the Pseudo-God Strike isn't difficult to analyze. I didn't need to spend so much time creating it. You can't say my real purpose is something else. It makes me sound like a villain. I should say I have other plans."

"Come to think of it, you always disappeared for a while during that period. Could it be because of this reason?" Celie began to recall.

During her time in the Kingdom of Elves, she occasionally encountered some difficult-to-understand nodes when learning Lord's pseudo-god strike magic.

When she wanted to find Lord to solve her puzzles, sometimes she couldn't find him.

Celie originally thought that the other party was going to guide the magicians of the coalition forces, but now it seems that she was wrong.

"Yes, I quietly set up about thirty-seven small magic circles in some core nodes and even temples in the Elf Kingdom area."

"Thirty-seven!?" Eric exclaimed.

"Their function is very simple," Lord ignored his surprise and continued to explain, "These magic circles are like an invisible net, covering the core area of ​​the Elf Kingdom where the power of faith is most concentrated.

Furthermore, these devices do not block the elves' faith in the goddess. They only do one thing: when the elves begin to pray to the goddess, the power of faith generated will be intercepted by these magic circles."

Celie was shocked. "Intercepting the power of faith? You can do that!?"

Even Olivia's eyes widened: "Isn't this too crazy?"

What a blasphemy!
How crazy!
(End of this chapter)