Chapter 1165 How to Cure the Scar that Tears the Sun Apart? (Luo Xue’s Legacy Will Be Rewarded with Ten Thousand Rewards)

The airship dodges.

The airship dives.

The airship... suddenly disappeared, and Archmage Baierbo appeared on the spot, flashing, flashing, flashing...

Facts have proven that an experienced, near-legendary combat mage can withstand several attacks against gods without any burdens. The premise is that the other party is only an indigenous god. According to the rating of the council, he is probably only a demigod.

Moreover, the demigod was seriously injured and compromised, and he had not yet made a full attack, and there was another half-step legend beside him. Although the half-step legend did not take action, he just watched from the side. At the same time, under Gretel's urging, he tried his best to shout for him:

"Don't fight——"

"He meant no harm—"

"We are all our own people, we can sit down and talk -"

After shouting back and forth maybe ten or twenty times, the golden light in the sky slowly subsided. Either the sun god Viracocha has restrained his anger and no longer pursues this rash outsider, or he has run out of power...

Gretel waited in fear. God bless, this sun god must calm down and be willing to have a good talk with everyone. He didn't want to be kicked out directly by the angry Sun God, not allowed to come back, and hunted down if he showed up within the country!

You should know that things like mineral veins generally exist in mountains and are less likely to exist in forests. And this mountain range, known as the "backbone of the earth", is undoubtedly the largest mountain range in the southern continent...

He doesn't want to have to bypass the kingdom's land for no apparent reason and go to remote areas, where the power of the Sun God is weak, or to places controlled by the Glory Holy See, to look for minerals again!

One hundred thousand tons of borax ore, at least one hundred thousand tons of lead ore, what a huge project this is, how happy it is to be able to cooperate with the authorities, why does he have to work by himself even though he is full!

The golden light converged and turned into a thin golden mist, slowly overflowing from the entrance of the main hall of the temple. At the same time, there was a rumble and rumble outside, and a large group of soldiers rushed towards them:

"who!"

"who is it!"

"Who blasphemed my God!"

Gretel's face froze. Well, the commotion of Senior Brother's arrival was so great that the local palaces and temples were alarmed. The so-called "We have noticed..." "We are making solemn representations..." "We strongly protest..."

Although the final right of interpretation belongs to the Sun God himself, whether it is a royal family or a temple, one must still show their devotion to the Sun God.

Fortunately, when the soldier rushed to the door, the high priest of the Sun God Temple also hurried out of the room carrying his robe. He was holding the hem of his robe with one hand, and holding a long staff connected to a disc with the other hand. Golden light flowed from the staff:

"My god has an oracle!"

The high priest placed his long staff on the square at the entrance of the hall, shouted with all his strength. While shouting, the golden disc cast in the shape of the sun at the top of the long staff in his hand emitted brilliant golden light:

"The great sun god Viracocha, an oracle has come down! The person who comes is not an enemy! Not an enemy! The other person is a guest, so you must invite him in properly and not be an enemy!"

Gretel breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thank God, this sun god finally has sense, or rather, he won't get angry and go to war just for the sake of face...

Think about it too. A god with a lifespan of thousands of years... at least thousands of years, a god who rules hundreds of thousands of households and millions of subjects, a strong man who is at least as powerful as a legend, or even more powerful. He is at least, You have a brain, right?

Even if you have no brains, after so many years of overlooking the change of dynasties, overlooking the birth and death of tribes, overlooking the conquests of armies, overlooking the establishment and destruction of cities... it must have seen it all!

You are a guest! are friends! It comes with good intentions! Archmage Baierbo is his senior brother! What he wants is nothing more than his own safety!

Behind his group, there is more than one legendary powerhouse!

The Sun God should be able to understand these words!

In fact, this god does understand. Whether it understands the difference between the enemy and ourselves, or is forced by the opponent's power, in short, it does not deliberately hurt anyone, it just shows its strength and anger:

I am God!

I am the supreme sun god of this kingdom!

You just flew over like this, shouting in the sky not to touch your people, what do you mean!

If I take action seriously, I can kill you!

After the attack, Archmage Baierbo put away his airship, ran around in the sky, and finally hid in an unknown cave under the mountain. With the people on Grete's side shouting loudly, he had earned enough face, so he stopped. After stopping, he still made a friendly move:

Let the high priest deliver the oracle and drive back the aggressive army that came to defend the gods and the majesty of the royal family.

Then, the high priest came over panting, holding the staff. Seeing a silver dragon standing there, a look of surprise flashed through his eyes, and then he buried his head deeply:

"My god said that he was disturbed by the visitor just now and interrupted the communication. Moreover, the sun goddess who carries his power has reached her limit. If your guest is interested, I hope we can continue the discussion in detail tomorrow."

Let’s talk about it in detail tomorrow! He had just been interrupted by his senior brother, but he hadn't seen clearly the scene shown by the Sun God yet!

The high priest personally arranged for people to go out and convey the Sun God's will with Gretel outside. Gretel blessed the amplification technique and shouted twice in person. A flash of light flashed in front of him, and Archmage Baierbo was already standing in front of him.

As soon as he saw Gretel, the Archmage breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed completely:

"Little Grete, you scare me to death! Really, why do you always provoke beings that you can't defeat at all..."

"Well……"

It's not what I thought... Besides, the other party is obviously quite friendly. If you hadn't rushed down in such a hurry, I would have almost seen his injuries clearly!

Gretel lowered his head obediently and was criticized, complained, and had his chestnuts knocked open by his senior brother. After this round of emotional outburst was over, he introduced his senior brother into the temple, put on a smiling face, and introduced him to everyone present:

"This is Master Idian..."

The two parties introduced each other and paid tribute to each other. Then, Archmage Baierbo pulled Gretchen into the room and told him everything he had brought this time, as well as the teacher and their recent research results:

"The teacher said, let me stay with you for a while to see if there is anything you need to study that you cannot do due to your own abilities. Also, it is not easy for you to come forward when negotiating with others. Senior brother can represent Thunder Horn Come forward!”

"Thank you so much!"

They touched each other head to head, handed over and discussed the whole night, and the lighting in the room stayed on until midnight. At eight or nine o'clock the next morning, when the sun gradually became stronger, the meeting began again:

This time, the person who came forward to act as the carrier of the advent was another sun goddess, whose hair was much shorter than the previous one. She sat down in front of Gretel, and soon her blond hair suddenly became soft, and her eyes quietly shed a golden light:

"Mr. Gretel, I have always been kind to you and your companions." In the golden mist, the clear and soft voice of the Sun Goddess turned into the deep, majestic, high and far-reaching voice of the Sun God:

"However, you must give an explanation for rashly breaking into my country, disturbing my people, and hovering above the temples and palaces!"

"Elder brother did this because he was worried about my safety." Gretel bowed his head and saluted honestly:

"He didn't mean any harm. But - I'm still very sorry. If you allow me, Senior Brother is willing to offer a batch of treasures to the temple to express his apology."

Although the actual value of those treasures is difficult to describe...

Grete took a look and found that most of these scrolls, magic crystals that sealed spells, and various magic props were the work of Archmage Baierbo during his experiments, or even failed ones...

However, it is still very rare in this indigenous country!

You can exchange it with the natives for a lot of gold, silver, various gems, and various Warcraft materials!

It was used as an offering to the Sun God, and it really caused a lot of bleeding! The eldest brother just wanted to ease the relationship between him and the Sun God for his sake, so that he could do things better!

He must remember this love!

"I own this kingdom, all the earth and sky here." The Sun God snorted coldly:

"What treasures can compare with my majesty? But for your sake, I, the great and supreme Sun God, will not care about him! Huh, if it weren't for you, such an intruder, I can just crush him to death!"

Just blow it. Half of this kingdom has been bulldozed by the Glory Holy See; all the land here, including the rainforest, is not yours, and half of the mountains have been robbed by others. The most valuable silver mountain at present has completely fallen into the hands of others and cannot be retrieved for decades.

As for the sky, it seems like anyone can fly, including feathered serpents and condors. Not to mention the Glory of the Sun God, the Lord of Glory is nothing, but the version has been updated to include infrared and ultraviolet rays...

Gretel cursed crazily in his heart. However, in order to clean up the radioactive contamination in the elven secret realm and to borrow as much power as possible from the kingdom's officials, he still put on a smile and said seriously:

"Some of the research brought by the teacher this time will be of great help to us in treating Dadi's wounds. Correspondingly, it will also be of great help in treating your injuries."

"Um?"

Viracocha, the sun god, snorted softly. Gretel bowed his head and saluted:

"If possible, could you ask Senior Brother to come with me to take a look at your injuries? He is more capable than me, has more experience than me, and has better eyesight than me... If he can see it with his own eyes, he will definitely be able to To better help you heal…”

"no!"

The golden light in the sun goddess's eyes fluctuated violently. Obviously, the sun god is still a little afraid of the power of Archmage Baierbo, and it is not that he can "quickly crush him to death" as he said:

"He is not needed! He is not allowed to enter! Anyone who disrespects me is not qualified to see my divine body with his own eyes! Mr. Gretel, if you want to see it, just come in. If you don't want to see it, forget it!"

I want to see! Gretel almost blurted out. When the words came to his lips, he quickly modified them:

"Great Sun God, thank you for your trust in me. With your grace, I have allowed me to see your divine body with my own eyes and experience your noble power..."

Ouch, so sour, so sour. Hey, facing a god who is much more powerful than him and the Half-Step Legend, trying to flatter him is already the lowest-cost method of communication...

In the end, he shouldered everything alone.

He is too difficult.

Gretel tried his best to rinse his sore teeth with saliva, calmed his mind, and raised his eyes to look upward. Just like yesterday, the soft, hazy golden mist came quietly and enveloped him completely.

There is no top, no bottom, no distance, no near, the light shines brightly in the boundless space.

Gretel calmly... took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on himself.

Sunglasses for mages to observe strong light, carved from black crystal, can be sold in the Alchemy Guild for 100 contribution points. Of course, the one Gretel used was not even the simple version.

The pair of sunglasses he wore not only blocked light and protected his eyes, but were also engraved with dense runes, which could filter certain harmful light and defend against certain magic activated by direct light.

The Alchemy Guild’s price is 1,000 contribution points, which is the price after VIP discount. Customers do not have enough permissions to even see such high-end products.

Grete put on his sunglasses carefully and looked up again. As expected, what was slowly turning in the void and belching flames was a bright and blazing sun.

At first glance, the color of the sun is similar to that of the scorching sun in the sky, almost pure white in color;

If you look closely, you will see that the outer ring of the big sun wheel is burning with faint blood flames. The color of the light emitted around the blood flame is also quite dim, ranging from orange to golden to bronze, constantly falling, and then trying to rise again;

After waiting patiently for a moment, the sun in the sky turned half a circle, and Gretel suddenly opened his eyes wide:

"This this……"

A black crack. A black crack spanning at least half a palm's width on a golden disk two feet in diameter was embedded deeply into the sun.

Gretel almost thought that he heard the intense, non-stop "sizzling" sound of the black and golden clashing.

"you saw it?"

In the void, majestic and magnificent sounds echoed from all directions. Viracocha, the sun god, sighed tiredly:

"This is the injury those people left me... After so many years, it still hasn't healed... I've tried my best to treat it, but it still can't heal... Gretel, I need your strength, the pain you bring. A kind of power..."

Gretel stared at the black crack. It was surrounded by large groups of blood flames, constantly entangled with black cracks and constantly devouring it;

In this process, the blood flames also continued to erode the body of the Sun God, constantly reducing its power and dimming its light.

Gretel was very suspicious that these blood flames were the power that the Sun God absorbed from the blood sacrifice. It can use this to slightly relieve the injury, but the pain and resentment of those sacrifices also linger on the Sun God for a long time.

How should such an injury, such a serious injury that tears the sun apart, be treated?

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