Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

suddenly!

As if there was some will affecting him, almost subconsciously, he held the quill, dipped it in another bottle of red ink that was as red as blood, and made a few faint strokes outside the bright halo of the angel wings of Seraph,

It outlines a ball of dazzling and blazing red flames, as if it is fighting against the evil darkness. But the evil dark creatures are too powerful, and even the brave Seraph, who is good at fighting, is unable to defeat the enemy.

She showed her fragile side, her huge figure was suppressed in a corner, trying to support herself.

"Crack!"

Almost at the moment when the entire picture was outlined, a clear click sound suddenly sounded.

The solar armor worn by Seraph cracked with a ferocious crack. The dazzling six wings on the back seemed to be torn apart by someone, and fell from the opponent's back, as if they were holy objects falling from heaven to earth, with a golden light all over the sky.

, falling straight into the sky.

at the same time!

The golden visor on Seraph's face was destroyed by an external force, revealing a clear crack. Half of the visor fell from his face, revealing the other person's true appearance that had been hidden behind the visor.

A strange woman with a beautiful face, no pink or pink, and a pair of bright and clear eyes, like stars dotted with stars, appeared.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Qianye was shocked and rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he looked again, the woman's face was covered by a burst of light, and he could no longer see anything, as if the feeling just now was an illusion.

Looking at the six wings on the back of Seraph, the six wings that symbolize the highest status and authority of Seraph are carrying some kind of bright flame, like a picture of a comet falling from the clouds to the world.

Zhao Qianye was stunned for a long time, put down the quill, scratched his head and said to himself blankly, "Is this the pattern I just wanted to draw? Why does it feel like there is a will from somewhere that is affecting everything just now?"

"Is it some kind of reminder?"

"Or is it that I am unintentionally comprehending the mysteries of some mysterious priesthood?"

He pondered for a while, but couldn't think of a reason.

The Zhao and Liu families themselves have never produced mysterious gods, and the relevant information is extremely lacking. Over the years, he himself has not obtained relevant information. Most of the information he got was from legends and biographies in other books. Even so,

, the mysterious side information recorded in these loose books is pitiful, which shows how closely the mysterious side clergy information is controlled by the real controller.

"Of course I can't figure it out, so just let it go for now!"

Zhao Qianye put down the quill, closed the diary, stood up and stretched his waist, deciding not to waste time on this for the time being.

After everything was tidied up, he returned to the bedroom and went to bed early. These series of changes had already made his spirit extremely tense. It was time to relax and give himself enough rest time.

In the blink of an eye, it is already more than a month after the winter and summer vacation!

During this period, he used the power of faith accumulated during this period to exchange for 500 dwarves, and the total number of dwarves came to 893. The faith value contributed every day reached 54W+, and the dwarf proficiency also exceeded 700 before the real war.

+ number. Among them were newly born dwarfs, close to a hundred people, which was an unexpected surprise.

This situation is an excellent sign, indicating that the dwarves have completely overcome the grief of losing their loved ones.

But there is one disadvantage, that is, the heroic spirits of the dwarves who were reincarnated after death. The shrines built by these warriors are too slow. So far, the changes have not been too big.

I don’t know if it’s because the number of heroic spirits is too rare, or if it’s for other reasons.

This day!

Zhao Qianye was nestled on the sofa and was browsing the syllabus that the school had sent out for the new semester and that the large classes needed to learn. There were a lot of new course contents in it, and there were several types of the most important ones.

They are: "Sword of Faith", "Divinity and Divine Power", "Established by God", "Ethnic Map (Part 1)", and "Priesthood and Divine Relationship".

Hundreds of thousands of years of civilization history have been added and deleted by countless senior teachers, and the relevant books and materials for each course are extremely exaggerated. In order to better let students understand these in advance, the school sends relevant course syllabuses to students in advance, so that

Students learn about research in advance during winter and summer vacations.

Fortunately, these courses do not require them to complete them all in one or two years. Instead, they need to slowly learn and master them throughout their entire class career, which is nearly 100 years.

Zhao Qianye's desk is filled with related books and information. At a quick glance, there are no less than hundreds of tomes. For ordinary people, it is enough to make people collapse. But for Zhao Qianye, it is more

of relish.

"Dang! Dang!"

Two light and one heavy, a cautious knock sounded on the door.

Zhao Qianye looked away from the tome, turned to look at the door, and said casually: "Please come in!"

Then, he continued to immerse himself in reading "Established by God" with interest, a book related to God's place. At the moment, the heroic spirits in his God's place were building a God's place, so this course was extremely important to him, and he couldn't help but

He is not serious.

Old John entered the door quietly.

He had already seen the young master in such a state of intoxicated reading when he was very young. It was not surprising. However, at this time, the young master hated being disturbed by others.

Zhao Qianye was reading the book, but he was not idle and asked: "Is there anything important?"

Taking advantage of the time, he picked up the water glass, took a sip of water, and looked sideways at the old butler.

Old John saw that the young master was distracted from studying, pondered for a moment, and replied thoughtfully: "Young master, your classmate, Song Qingshu, has come to visit you!"

Zhao Qianye was startled, put down the water glass, and asked curiously: "Did he explain his purpose?"

"No! He said he has something important and wants to meet and discuss it with you, young master."

Zhao Qianye smiled dumbly, closed the book, and asked Old John: "I asked your family to collect information about classmate Song Qingshu before, are you ready?"

Song Qingshu's repeated performance in school has long made Zhao Qianye, who is physically and mentally cautious, sufficiently curious and suspicious of him.

"Master, within two days tomorrow, the people below will be able to send the information related to Song Qingshu to your desk."

"Forget it, go ahead and invite the other party in!"

Old John got up and rushed out of the study.

Sudden!

Zhao Qianye stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and said in deep thought: "It's better for me to pick up this friend of mine!"

Old John was startled, nodded and replied: "Okay, Master!"

The two of them walked outside the house together and headed towards the reception hall on the first floor of the building.

The newcomers living in the Panlong Building are all rich or noble, and are inextricably linked to the Zhao and Liu clans, with noble status. Therefore, when entertaining guests, they will usually arrange them in the reception room on the first floor, and a special intelligence agency will handle the matter.

Only after investigating the other party's identity and whereabouts will they be allowed to board other floors.

Of course, this kind of investigation is conducted quietly. Visitors who come and go will definitely not know how sophisticated the secret security work is, and this is just the tip of the iceberg under the terrifying background of the God family.

Reception room!

Spacious, low-key, with luxurious and elegant furnishings always showing in every detail, Song Qingshu, whose family was in decline, was a little at a loss.

Song Qingshu tasted a drink called "cat poop coffee" from outside the planet Avala, and sighed: "If my father is still alive, I should also have all this, right?"