god of tomorrow

This magic stone is the backdoor key to the magic tower's defense mechanism!

In theory, Tiffany is a saint of the Church of All Things Temple. She will immediately gain the highest authority the moment she steps into any church under the name of All Things Temple, regardless of size, as long as it has a magic tower.

Gilwright is no match for him; his words only carry weight in the Cathedral of All Things in the capital.

Both sides are playing on their home turf, so neither has the authority to kick or mute anyone. But Gilwhite, being a despicable local and a traitor scheming for power, wouldn't just barge in unprepared to die.

The moment the backdoor key was activated, Gilwright reset his permissions, kicked Tiffany out of management, and monopolized the entire magic tower, completely taking control of the defense mechanism.

With a clap of both hands, whatever you shout comes to pass; with one hand pressing down on the ground, whatever you point at hits.

With one hand pressed down on the ground, magic surged in, restarting the magic circle, and the entire space of the rear hall was forcibly reset once again.

The vines and black tide that were wrestling and fighting to the death just a second ago have vanished into thin air as if erased by an eraser, and the vast space of the inner hall has returned to the green grassland.

High in the air, Gao Wenren hadn't even had time to recover from the dazzling exchange of offense and defense when suddenly his bottom was lifted off the ground. Still in his cross-legged sitting position, he began a uniformly accelerated motion with an initial velocity of zero, plummeting straight towards the grassland.

Completely bewildered! x3

Tiffany instantly realized what had happened and could imagine what would happen next. In a flash, she waved her hand and opened her five fingers to the falling Gawain.

Dark golden thorny vines grew out of the void, not frantically entwining and strangling, but precisely surrounding Gawain and rapidly intertwining, transforming into a huge spherical cage.

Fate Magic - Goddess of Spring - Thorn Cage.

The thorn cage has two uses.

A form of imprisonment and execution, where the inside of the cage grows dense, highly toxic barbs that cause excruciating pain to the captive if even the slightest scratch is caused.

Another form of protection and defense, just like now, is that the poisonous spikes inside the cage soften and eventually disappear, making it soft to sit on, while countless highly poisonous spikes grow on the outside, isolating all external threats and turning it into an absolutely safe haven.

After doing all this, Tiffany disappeared, thrown elsewhere by the magic tower's defense mechanism under the pretext of illegal intrusion.

The zither also disappeared at the same time.

The dark figure walked through the air, Gwyneth was surrounded by a hurricane, and without a moment's delay, he shot into the sky like a rocket and plummeted towards Gawain.

At the Cathedral of All Things, the expulsion of the saint and the vice-commander of the Knights Templar under the pretext of illegal intrusion, especially the former, sounded ridiculous to Gilwright himself, knowing full well that even with thorough preparation, the time he could gain was extremely limited.

Fortunately, in a battle between masters, a second is enough. As long as the cage of thorns is broken, the aria of the birth of all things is within easy reach.

What? There's also Gawain?

In Gwyneth's eyes, Gawain was also known as the Scepter Stand.

What a joke! He's just a freshman. Besides being handsome, what else does he have? What is he anyway? Can he possibly cause any trouble?

In the first second, Gwyneth reset the field card, banishing Tiffany and Jean;

In the second, the Gwyth rocket launched, heading straight for the falling Gawain;

In the third second, Gwyneth rushed to the Thorn Cage, completely devoid of his villainous chatter, and unleashed a Plague Magic spell, Decaying Nova.

In the fourth second, the thorns turned gray and rotten, oozing nauseating pus. Gwyneth reached out and scooped it up, ignoring the scepter stand, and firmly grasped it...

Didn't catch it!

In the fifth second, Gawain, holding the aria of the birth of all things, activated the sacred artifact that combines offense and defense.

In an instant, a sacred life force spread wildly, condensing around him into a set of pale green, semi-transparent knight's armor that was over three meters tall.

This armor, like a guardian spirit, exudes an inviolable majesty. With a single slap, it sent the attacking Gwyneth flying, and the resulting ripples of life instantly dispelled the surrounding decaying aura.

Six seconds later, Gawain, who had piloted the Gundam, landed heavily with a roar, kicking up a large amount of grass and mud.

It's very cool and stylish, but the size is a bit small. It's a sacred artifact after all. Who would want to give it a three-meter length? How about a three-hundred-meter one that can directly compete with the goddess's long legs?

Presenting the facts and reasoning, Zagudu is 17 meters tall!

Gao Wen: Dude, are you a greyhound? Why are you so small?

A hymn to the birth of all things: What did you say? I can't hear you, speak louder!

Gilwright: You scared the hell out of me! Such a powerful artifact is less than a fire poker in your hands. Give it to me!

"Hehehehehe————"

Seeing that a perfectly good sacred artifact had been covered in dust by Gawain, Gwyneth laughed. With an uncommon weapon in hand, surrounded by poisonous mist.

Black locusts unleashed a barrage of arrows, suppressing the miniature Gundam and slowly eroding its life force, leaving the guardian spirit riddled with holes.

In the piano, Gilwright was only able to get beaten up, completely suppressed throughout, giving people the feeling that he was nothing special and that I could do it too.

Only when they actually clashed did they realize that the square-faced man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was extremely powerful. A casual strike left Gawain struggling to keep up, and apart from Shadow Leap, he had no other way to save his life.

Seeing that the scepter was a useless piece of trash, a disgrace to the sacred artifacts, and completely unable to protect its master, Gawain decided to unleash the life force accumulated within his body and take a gamble.

Just as he made up his mind, the inner sanctum space distorted, and two long-legged figures shot out from the left and right, heading straight for the precarious guardian spirit.

Having confirmed their identities, the Magic Tower realized its mistake, released Tiffany and Jean from the dark room, apologized, and promised there would be no next time.

Gwyneth's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm, confident that everything was under control. Surrounded by black poisonous mist, he roared as he charged toward the guardian spirit.

All three had mastered the Golden Blood, developed their own potential, and accumulated years of experience, resulting in incredibly strong basic stats that far surpassed Gawain's current abilities. Gawain also knew he was in a high-level situation and shouldn't act recklessly without solid strength. He prioritized stability, retreating towards Tiffany while simultaneously raising his scepter to activate his remaining life force.

Gawain: Do you believe in the light? Shine one more time!

A hymn to the birth of all things: What? I get promoted and you get a raise, everyone pop the champagne?

The three arrived at Gawain's side almost simultaneously. Gwyneth's eyes were only on the scepter. As he reached for the scepter, his hook slashed straight at Gawain's forehead. Jean's eyes were also only on the scepter. Her body was filled with chilling aura, engulfing the poisonous mist. Her longsword exuded bone-chilling coldness as she slashed at Gwyneth's traitorous claws. Tiffany made a choice between Gawain and the scepter. She grabbed Gawain by the collar and pulled him in front of her. With her other hand, she opened a warm and vibrant barrier to block the poisonous mist, the hook, and the chill.

Gawain:)'??)

It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Gawain was ready to jump into the shadows to save himself when he was enveloped in warm darkness. The familiar touch reminded him of his experience of being dominated by Hervy.

Wait a minute, why would a saint save me instead of the sacred artifact?

Hiss, hesit, she likes me!

Tiffany rescued Gawain, and with a turn and a step, she moved like a butterfly flitting among flowers, dancing and flashing continuously, leading him out of the dangerous center of the battlefield.

Jean was experienced in combat and possessed astonishing martial prowess. With a single sword strike, she severed the outstretched claw of Gwyneth, and the chilling aura, like a bone-deep infection, swept down the severed arm, freezing half of Gwyneth's body.

At that moment, Gilwright had already grasped the scepter. The pain of his severed arm did not stop him, nor did the freezing of half his body. He threw down the hook that had cleaved through the air, switched hands to hold the scepter, and charged forward without diminishing his momentum. After stopping, he threw his head back and laughed.

"Hehehehehe————"

With one arm raised, Gilwright activated the sacred artifact, using the life force within to dispel the frost and thaw the frozen hand that had been gripping the scepter.

Jean watched this scene with frustration, extremely dissatisfied with Tiffany's performance.

Between the sacred artifact and the passersby, the saint chose to save the innocent passersby.

As a saint, mercy is indispensable and worthy of praise, but mercy is a means for the saint to safeguard the interests of the church, not an end.

One is a sacred object that can elevate the church's status, the other is a passerby who can only earn a reputation for kindness. Which is more important, and which one better represents the church's core interests? This choice is not difficult.

Jean was furious that Tiffany had made the wrong choice. As a saint, she was too pedantic. If she had chosen the scepter back then, with Jean's support, the scepter would have landed safely in Tiffany's arms instead of Gawain's.

Now that the sacred artifact is so powerful, not only has Gwyneth been fully resurrected, but his strength has also increased dramatically. Who can stop him now?

"Hehehe...hehe...hehe?"

"Gah!"

As Gilwhite continued to cackle, he suddenly stopped, his smile froze on his face, his eyes bulged out, and he stared in horror at the sacred scepter in his hand.

Gilwright: Wait a minute, why is your inside empty? Where did all that life force go?

An aria of the birth of all things: Hahaha, the seventh brother heard the sixth brother tell the fifth brother to the fourth brother that the third brother's second brother is the eldest. You are really interesting when you talk.

Gilwright was completely dumbfounded. Tiffany and Jean probably wouldn't believe it, but this sacred artifact... it was kicked and broken!

Gawain peeked out from the darkness and refused Tiffany's face wash. However, the identity of the saintess was too troublesome, and he hoped that Tiffany would keep her feelings to herself rather than openly express them.

Looking at the still bewildered Gwyn, Gawain's lips curled into a smile.

Are you kidding me? What's given to you is yours; what's not given to you is useless even if you take it.

Who's going to give you that fine scepter?

Chapter 98 It's all your fault, my heart is becoming more and more impure.

“Holy Maiden, Vice Commander, I just spoke with the Aria of the Beginning of All Things. It is a sacred artifact with principles and will not obey the orders of a traitor. Right now, it's just a fire poker. If we all rush in, Gwyneth is doomed tonight,” Gawain shouted.

“You don’t understand. It’s true that Gilwright is a traitor, but he betrayed the Church, not the Goddess. He is still qualified to wield the Holy Relics,” Tiffany sighed.

Qin didn't say anything, but she meant the same thing.

"You two have underestimated the aria of the birth of all things. It has its own pride and only speaks kindly to its own people. If it falls into the hands of a traitor, it would rather give up all its life force than become a butcher's knife in the hands of a traitor."

Knowing full well the power of a person of low status, Gao Wen simply said bluntly, "Anyway, the sacred artifact cannot be lost. We must keep Gwyneth tonight no matter what. Why don't you two give it a try?"

Let's give it a try!

Jean was immediately persuaded. Gawain was right; regardless of whether Gilworth possessed the scepter, a battle was inevitable.

If that's the case, why worry so much? Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we take the plunge.

"Wait a minute, the Church of Origin is only here for the Sacred Artifact, and doesn't want to completely break ties with the Temple of All Things. Now that the Sacred Artifact is in my hands, I don't want to harm it..."

Gilbert stopped mid-sentence, for no other reason than that Jean had already charged forward with her sword drawn.

At this moment, Gilwright only had a fancy, diamond-encrusted fire poker in his hand. He had thrown his usual weapon far away, and facing Jean's ferocious sword attack that only attacked and did not defend, he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Seeing her embarrassed state, not only did Jean notice her weakness and guilt, but Tiffany, who was watching nearby, also noticed something was wrong. Gawain even shouted, "What did I tell you? The sacred artifact has a spirit, and it keeps its word. It couldn't bear to see us threatened, so it really dissipated all its life force."

Are you serious? Are you kidding me? x3

Tiffany was skeptical; something was definitely amiss.

Qin remained noncommittal. It was hard to say whether the scepter had lost its life force on its own, but Gawain was right. The sacred artifact had its own dignity and was unwilling to obey the orders of a traitor.

Gilwhite had no thoughts, only cursing. "Damn traitor! The sacred artifact was clearly kicked and broken!"

"Holy Maiden, what are you still standing there for? The scepter is no longer in my hands, so you don't need to protect me anymore." Gao Wen reminded him. He accepted the Holy Maiden's affection, which warmed his heart, but the Holy Maiden's identity was the biggest barrier between them. Rather than suffer the pain of unrequited love, it would be better to forget each other in the world.

Don't worry, he's not suffering from lovesickness; he has a girlfriend.

Upon hearing Gawain's words, Tiffany paused for a moment before joining the battle without hesitation, assisting Jean in becoming increasingly powerful.

A pale green light emanated from her fingertips, like a continuous stream of sweet rain, precisely blessing the zither. The buff increased by 1 for an extended period, making the already fierce zither even more powerful and its swordplay even more magnificent.

Gilwright's strength was already slightly inferior to Jean's, and facing absolute dominance in a two-on-one situation, the situation immediately turned into a one-sided crushing defeat.

He gritted his teeth and refused to give up, continuously casting spells in an attempt to reverse the tide, but the magic of the two long-legged opponents was no weaker than his own, completely neutralizing all his desperate attempts.