Chapter 901 Legendary Mage: Little Grete’s Things Are Really Useful (4 More Updates with 10,000 Rewards)

On the magic circle, the white light spots were beating, expanding and contracting, getting brighter and brighter. And when its size and brightness were almost stable, Gretel was shocked to see that the seven churches opposite all lit up with a flash of white light!

"The other side is going to use a big move!" He couldn't help but raise his voice: "Cerela, come and see!"

"I saw it!" Cerela turned her back to him and didn't look back. At some point, she had returned to her human form, rushed to the telescope, and was leaning on the tube to watch with pleasure:

"It's such a long piece! It's so long, such a long piece of white light - Gretel, come here and look, you can see it clearly here!"

Gretel stared at the magic circle and wanted to find a notebook to write it down. However, a brilliant white light had already shone into the cave. He subconsciously turned his head, then said "Oh" and jumped up:

Light.

The vast light.

From across the strait, from the top of Kaleas City, and from the Sixth City, white light rose up one after another.

The white light connects and condenses, vaguely forming the shape of a building, both like a mountain and a palace——

There was something faintly swaying above, like flying or running. Grete tried his best, but couldn't see clearly at all.

However, the feeling of depression in my heart is getting heavier and heavier. Like dark clouds pressing over the city, even though the heavy rain has not fallen yet, people's chests are getting more and more stuffy. It takes a lot of effort to take a breath.

"Gretel, look!" Cerira waved to him desperately. At the same time, he turned his body sideways and reluctantly opened half of his eyes, with a look on his face: "I'll try to look at it for one more second before I come over..."

Grete smiled at her, stood on tiptoes, and walked past her towards the entrance of the cave. He added an eagle eye spell to himself and tried his best to see.

It was unclear at first, but after looking for a while, the scene in front of me became clearer and clearer. It was as if there was a strange force that was pushing these scenes before his eyes and engraved them into his heart——

He saw a mountain.

A towering mountain made of white light.

The mountain is divided into seven levels. On the bottom layer are ordinary human figures, either farming, grazing, weaving, or running around. All in all, they are no different from believers in the world.

The second level is also ordinary human beings. It's just that there is no longer work, some people are copying books, some are wielding swords, some are singing and playing. Look at that movement, slow and leisurely, showing indescribable joy.

Occasionally one of these people suddenly stops working and sprouts a pair of white wings on his back. He spread his wings and flew high into the sky, reaching the third level.

On the third and fourth floors, up and down, there are angels with wings on their backs. The only difference is that those on the third floor seem to be working, while those on the fourth floor are just singing hymns wholeheartedly.

As they sang, white light flickered and fell like snowflakes. When it fell below, there were people below holding it with both hands filled with joy.

The fifth floor is occupied by four-winged angels, and the sixth floor is occupied by only a few six-winged angels. Holding a sword with a bow on his back, a harp in his arms, or a book and scepter in his hands, he looks majestic and overlooks all directions.

"How many people are here?" Gretel whispered:

"It's so far away that I can't see clearly...seven? There seems to be more than...could it be nine? But the doctrine has only been changed in the past two years. I'm afraid it's too late to add new angels, right?"

Before he finished muttering, he felt that the figure of the seraph was blurry and changing, and its wings were flickering, as if they were incomplete. Beyond the seven, the extra figures swayed as if they were out of contact.

Gretel desperately tried to see more clearly, but his eyes were burning, and he was instantly stabbed to tears. He screamed and covered his eyes:

"Stingy...if you don't want to watch it, you won't watch it. As for that..."

He turned his palms inward and quickly threw healing spells at himself one by one. Finally my eyes got better. I looked up from between my fingers and saw a figure standing on the top of the mountain on the 7th floor.

The figure seemed extremely small, so small that it only occupied a little bit of territory on the top of the mountain;

It seemed extremely grand, so grand that when he stood up, the whole world was shaking.

Thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious auras, a golden scale flowing on the churning sea waves, and the clouds around Liulian City glowed with splendor...

"What is this?" Next to Gretel, Cerela lowered her voice subconsciously, as if she was afraid of disturbing the giant of light:

"Is it their god? Or what they said...that angel? Can he fight? If he punches out, who can catch it?"

Gretel didn't know the answer. All he knew was that when the Giant of Light stood up, everyone on the 7-story mountain fell to the ground. White light shone around, and the singing voice went straight to the sky:

"Holy, holy..."

The giant of light looked around. Then, he raised his palm and pointed faintly in the direction of Ostend.

A ray of white light, slender, clean, seemingly harmless, just a beam of sunlight cast from the sky. However, when the shot hit the ground, the whole world seemed to shake——

Grete's heart suddenly moved, and he rushed back to the magic circle to observe. The entire magic circle was occupied by the Seven-Layered Light Mountain, which occupied less than half of its area, and the other side of the strait was almost completely occupied. And Ostend, Ostend—

The place where the light spot was before suddenly exploded. That brightness, that color, if Gretel were to mark it, he would mark a small mushroom cloud there...

Or maybe it was completely razed. Grete looked at the marks on the map, the hill, and the facilities in the hill. Maybe all of them had disappeared and turned into a depression?

Is there anyone here?

Are there any of our people?

Are there any of our magicians, or warriors?

Gretel was worried. After the giant of light struck, he raised his hand again and pressed it down gently. Under the palm, white light puffed out, and a palm made of white light was vague, as if it was about to fly out——

With this palm strike, it will hit the city of Ostend, right?

Or a nearby rebel camp?

Grete was anxious. Although when it comes to the final exchange of chess pieces, any chess piece can be exchanged, but the city of Ostend finally got the promise of the parliament and only raised troops at this time——

Is it possible to save them?

Is there any way to withstand or block the opponent's attack?

Gretel's thoughts were racing. On the way here, the senior sister urgently threw various legendary spells to him, asking him to memorize them, and circulate them in his mind one by one.

At that time, I only cared about rushing and asking my senior sister for advice. I just memorized these background information in a hasty manner. Now I just regret that I didn't memorize it in detail and didn't think it through. No, no, not even this...

All the legendary spells of the protection system seem to be aimed at a single person, or at most a small group; to interrupt the attack of the light people, do they have to rely on attacking with attack?

Who's on first?

Could it be, could it be a teacher?

Just as he was thinking of this, Serila suddenly exclaimed and pointed forward.

Grete rushed over to take a look, and saw the towering mountain of light suddenly shaking like a reflection in the water, and the surrounding area began to blur and scatter. Layer by layer, they gradually collapsed, and what exploded at the same time was the roar from the opposite side that resounded throughout the world:

"Bitch!!!"

Huh?

Did we succeed?

who is it? Which legend was it and what great magic was used?

Grete stood on tiptoe, tiptoe, until her toes almost broke. She only regretted that she had never learned ballet and could not stand on her toes. Unfortunately, I still couldn't see anything. I could only hear a faint sound of laughter between heaven and earth:

"hehe……"

"whee……"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The sound sounds like it is from the control system. Gretel muttered silently.

And somewhere he couldn't see, the legend of the control system, Ms. Almeida, [Philosopher's Rose], wrapped up her students and rushed across the strait with a smile. There are only a few dozen instruments left, lying everywhere outside Liulian City, still outputting tirelessly:

"Little Grete's research on brain waves is really good. By splitting various emotions into various brain waves, you can output them with high power~~~"

"It can also be powered by electric motors! Dozens of them at a time!"

"Let's go, these things can still work! Let them find it slowly!"

"Haha, the most important thing about prayer, which is the basis of the great god's descending technique, is that everyone is united as one. We are the ones who are most afraid of us! Give us an encouragement here, a scare there, a temptation there, and I'll let you pray! "

"Next time, we can join forces with those from the illusion department. For example, let's perform some hot dances in mid-air and match them with some sound effects or something?"

The mountain of light collapsed and the people of light disappeared. Gretel squinted his eyes and saw that on the magic array disk, the white light across the strait had almost disappeared, leaving only a faint remnant, like a paint disk that had been washed away by the flood and was not completely washed.

And in this thin white light, a golden light suddenly burst out and rushed forward. They were extremely fast and fierce, getting closer and closer, and they were about to overlap on the magic array.

Before Gretel could say "Oh!", a thunderbolt suddenly streaked across the sky!

This thunderbolt was sharp and powerful. It was just a blow, and the golden light suddenly broke away and escaped back to the city.

The colorful light flew away without looking back, but after the thunderbolts flew across the sky, one after another, dense electric lights fell towards the city of Kaleas like raindrops!

Grete stood up suddenly.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and cumulonimbus clouds are rubbing against each other, which is originally pregnant with lightning and thunder; however, such dense lightning and such precise attack direction...

Teacher, the teacher must be here!

"Dekar! Do you want to die here?"

The other side roared again. Gretel stretched his ears hard, but could not hear any sound from his own side, and the teacher's clear and slightly mocking voice did not resound throughout the world.

Only the lightning in the clouds was like a waterfall, falling down one after another, accompanied by all kinds of brilliance flashing randomly. The people in the church must have tried their best to attack the teacher, but the attack failed, or they couldn't lock on?

"Dekar!!!"

With the roar, another mountain of light rose on the top of the cathedral. On the top of the mountain of light, the giant held a long sword and struck down with all his strength——

Divine descending technique? !

Another divine descending technique? !

A divine descending spell was broken just now. Can they use the second one so quickly? Even if people are organized to pray, it should take some time to accumulate strength, right?

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The pursuit of reading... the pursuit of reading also plummeted.

The mood is very unpleasant.

Fortunately, I only have to write 4,000 words tomorrow...