god of tomorrow

Magic can only be mastered through sacrifice; it is a gift from God and a transaction between man and God. There is no other possibility. However, the bishop of the Church of Eternal Flame accomplished this by finding a different path and bypassing the Lord of Death to complete the private transmission of necromancy.

Through the artifacts he unearthed during archaeological excavations, he successfully broke the monopoly and shared his necromancy with a few loyal henchmen.

A sacred relic associated with death, of unknown origin and with a long history.

The bishop also used this item, euphemistically called a blessing, to grant Gordon the ability to sense high-level necromancy, allowing him to stake out the university town and monitor targets.

It can be given, or it can be taken back.

No wonder they believe they are the chosen ones. Granting magic is a power unique to gods. Anyone would think that destiny is on their side and it would be a pity not to do something great.

Gordon waved his hand, summoning the Dead and drawing five soul flames from the void.

It's just normal necromancy, a common, unremarkable spell. There's no urn; these five soul flames are just low-powered light bulbs tied together, their illumination effect is less than that of a flashlight.

It's not over yet.

The five soul flames were merely an appetizer, a sacrifice to the ultimate move. Gordon raised his five fingers, and the three liars supporting the magic shield groaned in unison, black blood flowing from their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes, their skin rapidly turning gray and decaying.

Plague Magic: Necrosis Outbreak!

Plague magic originates from the god of plague, who, along with the god of lies and the god of desire, is known as one of the three evil gods, representing the necessary evils within the seven orders.

The conditions for casting plague magic are extremely demanding. To cast it successfully in an instant, one must make meticulous preparations in advance. Gordon's easy success in casting the spell must have meant that he had already planted the plague seeds in his three underlings beforehand.

Pure cannon fodder.

They naively thought they had learned their lesson, turned their backs on Gordon, and wouldn't repeat the same mistake.

"Hehehehehe————"

Gordon held eight soul flames and three rotting corpses in his hands; the real killing move was yet to come.

His face was filled with reverence, his eyes were filled with fanaticism, and he raised his hands high like a fanatic, unleashing the necromancy he possessed, which was also the strongest.

Deep down, the object of his reverence and fanaticism was not the Lord of Death, but that bishop.

whoosh whoosh whoosh————

The eight clusters of soul fire breathed out gray vortexes, which entered the three rotting corpses, treating them as nourishment, draining all their nutrients, and rapidly growing stronger. Then, they rushed towards the battlefield, carrying a dense aura of death.

At this moment, Gao Wenhua's meteorite was rejected by the golden light, and he tumbled 360 degrees in mid-air. After landing, he took more than ten steps back before finally stopping.

Pure numerical values ​​can shake magic, but his values ​​hadn't reached that level yet. Even with a full-force attack, he was still bounced back by magic during the clash.

In contrast, the young man, having landed a successful blow, remained calm and composed, his body shimmering with golden light. He did not immediately pursue Gao Wen, but waited until Gao Wen landed before choosing to charge with his sword.

No, only magic can fight magic!

Gawain's heart sank. He prepared himself to expose his shadow magic, but he decided against necromancy, as it involved too many things and he couldn't handle it.

Just then, a hearty laugh came from the sidelines. Gao Wen and the young man were both startled and looked over.

Before their eyes, Gordon had drained his three underlings dry. He then used some kind of magic, and soul fire wrapped in dense death energy hurled towards them.

What's going on? x2

Equally bewildered, Gawain was shocked that the Necromancer Guild had mastered previously unrecorded advanced necromancy, while the young man was shocked by Gordon's drastic change in demeanor. The kind-faced white-bearded old man instantly transformed into a sinister and wicked old man who personally killed three of his companions and used their corpses to cast spells against his savior.

He misjudged them; both groups were robbers, and Gao Wen, whom he mistook for the villain, was the good guy.

There was no such thing as an old man who saw injustice and came prepared to ambush someone. There were no three honest and simple people who fell into the same pit one after another. They were wicked, stupid, and utterly brainless.

The four of them together make up a gang of robbers and bandits.

Instead of upholding justice, they only eliminate the innocent and suppress the wicked, inflicting a brutal attack on the victims.

Thinking of how he had ignored the victim's explanation, shown disdain, spoken disrespectfully, and even physically assaulted him, the young man was filled with remorse. Without hesitation, he drew his sword and slashed at the eight incoming soul flames.

At this moment, the young man and Gao Wen were standing in a straight line. With his speed, he was fully capable of dodging and identifying the death aura swirling around the soul fire, choosing to buy time for Gao Wen.

For a professional mage, the aura of death is far too overpowered; aside from using a magic shield to withstand it or using spells that counter it based on elemental attributes, death is the only outcome.

In the previous battle, Gawain did not use the technique of magic release, which shows that he has not yet mastered the magic shield, as for magic that counters death aura...

Gawain has not used magic in the battle so far.

The young man had no reason to shirk responsibility; he should take charge of the trouble he caused.

"You go first, I'll cover you!"

Gao Wen, still bewildered, snapped out of his daze and heard the young man shout before turning and charging forward.

He didn't hear what she shouted, maybe it was something like going back to his hometown to get married.

next second.

boom!!!

A huge explosion rang out, engulfing the young man's charging figure.

An explosion that cannot be observed with the naked eye originates from a violent collapse and detonation at the level of the soul.

From the perspective of the Dark Horizon, the eerie blue soul fire, like a spark, instantly ignited the gray deathly aura, emitting a shrill scream that only the soul could perceive. It pierced directly through flesh and blood, acting deep within the minds of every living being, shaking their souls to the point of shattering, almost causing their souls to leave their bodies.

An invisible shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami, completely activating the boiling death energy. Wherever it passed, it stripped the space of all color and temperature, shrouding everything in a deathly gloom.

Under the terrifying force, the souls of the living were like candles flickering in the wind, swaying violently under the invisible impact. People ran behind while their souls flew ahead. The living bodies were even worse off. Green plants instantly turned gray and withered, devoid of any vitality, leaving only decay and decay.

What powerful necromancy! The Lord of Death is indeed a treasure trove, worth exploring further!

Gao Wen blinked, realizing that he was perfectly fine and full of energy, which seemed illogical, took a deep breath of death, cleared his throat, and collapsed with a cry.

"what!"

Accompanied by this powerful scream, a furious roar came from the center of the explosion of death energy.

A blinding golden light shot up from the ground, like liquid gold gushing from the depths of the earth, carrying high temperatures and immense purifying power. It tore through the gray haze and forcibly suppressed and erased the rampant death energy.

From a distance, it looked as if a small sun was rising from the ground.

Sun Magic: Sunlight Barrier!

The golden light curtain continued to rise, transforming into a huge cage of light, creating an absolutely safe haven for life and digging out the death energy hidden in the crevices one by one.

Chase after them and kill them!

Gawain, who was lying down, was also within the barrier and was a key target of attention. The golden light swept over his entire body repeatedly and relentlessly, drawing out the decaying and stagnant death energy from his body.

Sure enough, after taking a big breath, the level of death energy in his body was clearly above the standard.

The light faded, and the young man stood on the scorching earth, sword in hand, panting heavily, his face pale, large beads of sweat constantly rolling down his cheeks.

The casting of the Sunlight Barrier requires a high level of skill, especially in terms of mana reserves, which is not something a formal mage can control. He was so eager to save people that he consumed a lot of energy, and the mana he had left was not enough to support him in another high-intensity battle.

Seeing that Gordon's first attack failed, he turned his spell on the corpses of the black car robbers, intending to unleash another death energy explosion. A golden light flashed in the young man's eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Gordon.

So fast!

Gordon froze on the spot, his head tilted to the side, and he rolled directly on the ground.

Having dealt with Gordon, the young man walked toward Gawain with his sword in hand, his face filled with regret and guilt, as sorrowful as if he were visiting a grave.

From the young man's perspective, this moment is like visiting a grave.

The magic of death explosion was unheard of. He couldn't react in time and was hit head-on by a soul strike. His head was buzzing. He was only awakened when he heard Gawain's scream and immediately cast a sunlight barrier to save the day.

It's over!

Gawain didn't understand magic release or magic shields. He was first hit by a soul impact, then bombarded by death energy. From his soul to his body, he was completely soaked in death energy.

Can it survive after being marinated?

Absolutely not!

The young man staggered to Gao Wen's body, dropped his longsword, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the young man who was about the same age as him, or maybe two years younger. He was heartbroken.

"If I hadn't been blind and unable to distinguish right from wrong, saving the bad guy and even drawing my sword against the good guy, he would never be dead today..."

"With his talent, he should have had a bright future..."

"A new star will surely shine upon the entire world in the future..."

"It's all my fault..."

You have completed the mission [Double Robbery]

You have completed the mission [Justice Will Prevail]

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"Since you know you're wrong, then do as you say and let us do as we please."

Gawain suddenly came back to life, doing a sit-up: "Let's continue our previous topic, do you have an older sister?"

"???"

Are you not going to die?

No, you've clearly been marinated.

Chapter 76 We promised to be each other's only one.

"You...you're not dead?"

The young man was dumbfounded. It was good that Gao Wen was still alive, but he could see clearly that he should be beyond saving.

It's neither science nor magic.

"I'm perfectly fine, why should I die?"

Gao Wen stood up and dusted himself off: "Justice will not die. Your thinking is a desecration of justice. You keep shouting about justice, but your belief in the inevitable victory of justice has wavered. You are not just!"

As a ferryman, Gawain is protected by the laws of the underworld. Entering the underworld is like entering an oxygen bar for him. The deathly aura that ordinary people would avoid at all costs only refreshes him.

As for the soul-shattering explosion of will-o'-the-wisps...

The Silent Soul said that if Gawain stood still, Gordon could bomb him for a whole day.

Of course, this is related to the quality and quantity of the explosives. If Gordon had extremely high-quality Soulfire, Gawain would have run away immediately.

Gao Wen spoke of justice constantly, because the facts were right in front of him, and the young man had no excuse to refute them. He was not one to argue, so he lowered his head and accepted the scolding without saying a word, just like a truant student caught by the headmaster.

The tables have turned, and it's Gawain's turn to impersonate the Crime Buster!