Nietzsche was courting death. His roar made Goliath's heart skip a beat, as if something was clenching it. Goliath was the priest of Enril's temple. Enril was the god of Hittite and Assyr, and also the god that Goliath had always believed in. According to Crazy 'Ole, this disaster was caused by Enril, and this god was right above the clouds!
Goliath could not believe his eyes, let alone what he had just heard. Crazy 'Ole flew into the sky. Immediately, countless lightning bolts were attracted to him. His body was surrounded by bright golden threads, which were the golden light emitted by his staff. They drew the lightning away like a dense net.
Nietzsche was more than a hundred and fifty years old this year. He had been practicing magic for more than a hundred and twenty years. Although he had never been able to advance to the ninth level, his magic power was incomparably vigorous. Now that he was putting his life on the line, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning couldn't do anything to him for a while. Seeing that he had already flown into the clouds, the thick lightning snakes that constantly flashed between the rolling dark clouds were the most fatal threat.
Suddenly, Goliath's eyes widened. He found something incredible. The fiercest winds and thunderbolts in the clouds seemed to be controlled by someone and actually avoided Nietzsche's figure one after another.
Nietzsche flew in the direction of the Syah Plateau and waved his wand. Thousands of golden light ribbons danced in the air and tore apart the thunderous clouds. It seemed that he wanted to tear a hole in the sky and drag out the god in the clouds!
"Enril, you filthy, cowardly pig! Why don't you dare to face a mortal? Are you afraid? The clouds in the sky are trembling. Are you trembling in front of me? " Nietzsche seemed to be looking for something in the sky. When he found nothing, he began to curse.
Goliath couldn't help but tremble again. Even the staff in his hand was trembling. He had never heard of anyone who dared to curse the gods like this. On the other hand, Nietzsche didn't care at all. He was courting death by doing this, but he wanted the gods above the clouds to personally deal with him.
A dignified voice finally came from the sky, "You lunatic, how dare you offend me like this! Do you really think I don't dare to kill you? Poor mortal, you do not know the secrets of the gods! "
Goliath subconsciously wanted to kneel down. This voice had an indescribable sense of oppression in his soul. Although he had never heard it before, he naturally knew that the speaker was the god he had always believed in, Enril. This feeling was indescribable.
Crazy 'Ole burst out laughing, "Enril, the great god worshipped by countless people, you've finally been scolded by me! Come, come, come. Let's see if I can hurt you. I hope you won't dodge or be afraid. "
Crazy 'Ole laughed wildly and rushed to the place where the voice came from. He launched his strongest blow. He threw the staff in his hand. It burst into a dazzling golden light in the air, almost tearing all the dark clouds over Duc. At this moment, Goliath seemed to see a man standing above the clouds. No! It should be a god.
Nietzsche finally saw the god, and he launched the strongest blow of his life to the god above the clouds. He didn't even care if he would fall from the sky or not. Goliath also saw the vague figure of the god, but it was only for a short moment. Then countless thick lightning bolts gathered from all directions, accompanied by earth-shattering thunder.
The next moment, Goliath couldn't see or hear anything clearly. In the sky, Nietzsche turned into a ball of fire, shining as bright as the sun, and then he turned into ashes.
Soon, everything returned to normal. The torn dark clouds gathered again, and the flood and storm were still raging. The blue boat suddenly shook violently. Goliath was so shocked that he almost lost control of his magic power. When he recovered, he quickly waved his staff to regain control of the boat.
"Great Enril, I swear on this life to believe in you, but I'm so lucky to see you in such a situation. … Did you really bring this disaster upon us? Are you crazy? Nietzsche, you're going to die like this? No one can save you from the wrath of the gods. " Goliath turned his staff, and the blue boat turned around and sailed in the direction of Syah. He sighed in his heart and looked back at the town of Duc that had disappeared in the flood.
He saw another strange scene. Something glittering and translucent flew out of the water. It was a parangon. These were not parangons from the mines in the mountains, but those that had been mined by the miners of Duc. Some had not yet been handed over to the city, and some were kept by the people themselves. There were still a large number of parangons in the cellars of the Duc shrines. At this moment, they were all pulled up into the clouds by a magical force.
Did the gods need parangons too? The wealth of the human world should have no meaning to them. But Goliath knew very well that parangons were not only expensive currency, but also the medium of magic. If the magic was too powerful, it could even damage the parangons. Could it be that the gods were using parangons to make up for the consumption of magic?
On the way back, the turbulent flood could not stop the blue boat driven by an eighth-level supreme mage. However, Goliath gathered all his magic power and did not dare to relax, as if he was guarding against something terrible.
The blue boat floated along the waves for two hundred miles and came directly to the city of Syah. At this time, the city surrounded by high walls had become a huge island in the flood. The flood spread from the northeast, submerged the fields on all sides, and was about to reach the foot of the city wall. All the city gates had been closed, and straw bags were hastily stacked inside the gates to prevent the flood from overflowing.
Goliath flew directly to the city wall with his staff, and then waved his hand to take back the blue boat. The artifact returned to its original size of more than a foot long. The blue Aquaticore was still intact, but the four parangons inlaid on both sides were full of cracks and immediately turned into dust after being removed.
Schmul had been waiting anxiously with his assistant on the eastern tower. Seeing that Goliath had returned safely, he hurriedly came up to him and said, "Dear supreme mage, you have finally returned! In just half a day, the flood has engulfed half of the wilderness of Syah, and our city is surrounded by water. … Look, the water is still rising! "
His voice sounded like he was about to cry. If Goliath did not return soon, he would probably jump off the city wall. Goliath did not have time to talk nonsense. He immediately ordered, "Gather all the mages in the city!"
Walter replied, "Mages? They will lead everyone to pray to God Enril in the shrine. "
Goliath could not explain anything, so he said in a low voice, "It's too late to pray. Gather quickly and set up the largest magic formation possible. … Governor Schmul, take all the parangons in the cellars of the shrine of Syah, including all the parangons in the treasury of the city. Take them and line them up on the city wall. … Walter, go and set up the simplest protective magic formation along the city wall. Just place the parangons where they can be activated. "
Schmul was dumbfounded. "All the parangons in Syah?"
Walter was also shocked. "Even if we set up a circular defensive magic formation along the city wall, it would not be able to activate the power of such a large magic formation, let alone repel the flood."
Golier waved his hand, "I didn't intend to fully activate the power of the formation. Even a fraction of its power would be enough. Tell all mages to conserve their magic power. They only need to ensure that all the parangons are in a state of being activated by magic power and are integrated with the formation. … Do it now. This is an order! Have Cosman take charge of the magic formation. "
At this moment, Raphael climbed up the city wall, panting. "Dear Master, Cosman has left. He took his family away with him using the supreme flying scroll and the flying artefact. Before he left, he left a message saying that he would go back to the capital to report the disaster and ask for help."
Schmul stamped his foot. "Lord Goliath and I should be the ones to report the disaster and ask for help. How could he go to the capital without permission? He's obviously running away with his family! … Yesterday, I saw him in the shrine trying to predict the fate of Syah in the flood. Does he think that the city will be destroyed by the flood? "
Walter scolded, "How could he use prophecy magic? How could he predict such a big event? What a shameless person … "
Goliath didn't have time to waste. He waved his hand to interrupt them and said to his youngest disciple, Raphael, "I'll send you to the capital to report the disaster and ask for help from the nearby cities. Take these three scrolls with you and use the white scroll to catch up with Cosman. Kill him with the golden scroll without saying a word, then go to the nearest city and return to the King's City. "
With a shake of his hand, he took out two small magic scrolls less than three inches long, one white and the other gold. He gave them to Raphael together with the supreme air magic scroll that he hadn't used before. Then, he said to Schmul with a sullen face, "Cosman, the high priest of the Syah Shrine, deserted his post and ran away. I've ordered him to be killed. Tell the whole city about this."
After saying this, the supreme mage seemed to be very tired. He walked down the wall with his staff. Schmul shouted behind him, "Where are you going, supreme mage?"
Walter also shouted, "Master, Cosman has run away. Who will take charge of the magic array on the wall?"
Goliath replied as he walked down the wall, "Walter, you're the strongest mage here besides me. You'll take charge of the array. You don't have to exert too much power, just meet my requirements. Governor, please send all the mages to the wall. I want to pray to God Enril alone in the shrine. No one is allowed to disturb me. "
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