Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

“Cheating?” The ancient trees burst out laughing.

“Yes, I decided not to join the corrupt camp. After all, the civilization of the world is waiting for me to promote it. How can I confuse being a person who is good for people and good for the times with corruption?” Gu Qingshan raised his head to his chest.

A line of scarlet lettering rapidly appears:

“You have spoken in line with the will of the world, and your deception has been recognized by the world, by six rounds, and of course, by the highest order. ”

“Secondly, the Tree of Sacred Wishes is only the primary sacred object of the decadent sequence and is not strong enough to confront the will of the world. ”

“- Your manipulation succeeded. ”

Gu Qingshan took a long breath.

After all, he is a human being, and the fairy sorcery starts with a strict precondition ——

Must be a fairy.

This time it was lucky to pass because the whole world was on his side.

This also gave Gu Qingshan a wake-up call.

- It is not easy to borrow the specific skills of some races directly.

The Tree of Holy Wishes listened to him and gradually fell into silence.

It took a while for it to say: “The sequence of decadence has remembered you. From now on, you will become the enemy of decadence. One day, the life of decadence will surely kill you, and you will endure eternal pain, and you will never be able to turn over again. ”

“Wherever there is life, there is decadence. ”

“- You can't stop the tide of history! ”

As the voice falls, the Tree of Sacred Wishes gradually disappears into void.

It's gone.

This time it is Gu Qingshan's turn to sink into contemplation.

There are places... there are corruptions...

All the corrupt have been wiped out by themselves, but there are countless ordinary people in the world.

What if ordinary people want to go down the corrupt path after they leave themselves?

Perhaps the sequence of decadence leaves something behind?

Gu Qingshan floated in the middle of the sky and thought quietly for a while.

“The world… is currently just a low magic civilization…”

He shrugged.

The highest technique in the world is frost rain.

Frost rain can only attack a range of about 500 square meters, placed in a normal magic civilization, and can only be counted as intermediate surgery.

If a person turns to a corrupt sequence, it is possible for him to obtain a technique that exceeds this power.

It's still very tempting.

And finally, the tree said...

“You can't stop the tide of history. ”

Historical.

Trend.

Gu Qingshan sighed for a moment and suddenly thought of one thing.

His face gradually became more serious.

“No wonder Six Rounds asked me to solve the world's problems. ”

“If it really is what I think it is… then the sequence of decadence… is much scarier than all the other enemies. ”

The flames of the earth gradually extinguish, and the slurry of the ground solidifies in the cold wind.

The magic power of the fireball technique just now has completely disappeared.

Gu Qingshan suddenly looked away.

Only a few magicians dressed in robes were accompanied and flew towards him with caution.

“Are you - Holy Mage Goode?” An elderly magician asked.

“It's me,” Gu Qingshan admitted, "you are again? ”

“We are the royal magistrates of the great empires who came to see the ceremonial missions, who knew that all nations were rejected from the Holy See, so we all had to go back, who knew just after a short walk there had been such an amazing explosion in the direction of the Holy See - we gathered and came back to see what was going on. ”

Gu Qingshan suddenly.

- Turns out they are powerful men who represent all the forces on the continent.

In those royal missions, these strong men will fly, and they will be able to come quickly to check on the situation.

“Master Goode, what happened here?” Another middle-aged magician asks.

“As you can see, everything in the Holy Church has been destroyed.” Gu Qingshan Road.

Everyone looked around together.

Full of eyelids.

The power of fire magic erased all buildings on the earth.

Everyone is dead except the Holy Mage Goode.

The leading magician sighed: "What a powerful magical force, I really don't know who it is, can unleash such a power. ”

Gu Qingshan explained: "It is a terrible demon. He said that his name is King Yellow Springs, and he climbed up from hell to destroy everything sacred. ”

Yellow Springs Ghost King?

Never heard of such a demon.

Magicians can hear you.

Gu Qingshan sighed: “I fought him and eventually killed him - but he was angry before he died and tried his best to throw out a fireball technique and destroy the whole Holy See. ”

The magicians looked down at the earth.

“A… fireball technique? Master Goode, are you sure this isn't a joke?” Being the chief magician is unbelievable.

“Yeah, maybe you don't have an intuitive feeling about that kind of power...”

Gu Qingshan raised one hand and said: "The cold ice, come! ”

Above his head, at a deep altitude, a round of luminous moons suddenly appeared.

“Oh, my God!” A magician lost his voice.

All the magic masters unleashed their magic shields, but their shield spells could not resist the chills from the depths of the sky.

A layer of white cream quickly climbed onto their robes, hair, canes and eyebrows.

“Quickly collect the technique! Lord Goode! ”

The chief magician shouted.

Gu Qingshan shook hands.

In time, the moon scattered into a layer of frost, falling from the sky.

Heavy goose fur snow soars and falls on the ground, quickly accumulating several metres of deep snow fields.

Instead, the magicians were amnestied and chanted spells to remove the white frost from their bodies.

“This is... how magical it is...”

Someone's lost their way.

“Master Goode, you have such amazing strength that no wonder you can kill King Huang Quan.” Sighing for the wizard.

Gu Qingshan said: "Unfortunately, the whole Holy See has been destroyed by the monster...”

Suddenly he held his fist tight and bit his teeth: “I must rebuild the whole Holy See and rebuild the Holy Church. ”

Magicians are silent.

This man, a 15-year-old teenager, possesses unparalleled powers of magic.

If he grows up, then what?

But there is no way.

None of his strength today can be fought against by anyone.

Just by looking at the frost technique he had just used, he could already destroy a country's capital.

And obviously, he was just waving at random--

What would happen if he did all he could?

In that case... only...

“Holy Mage, how can we help you?” Ask the wizard.

“Yes, we, the Eagle Empire, are ready to do our utmost to assist our Lord and rebuild the Holy See.” Another magician immediately said.

“So do we in the White Mountain Kingdom. ”

“We in the United States of Nine Stars are also willing to help you, Lord Holy Mage. ”

“Our moonlit empire is also...”

The magicians spoke.

Gu Qingshan nodded satisfactorily and said: "Well, when I have rebuilt the Holy See, I will teach all the nations and individuals who have helped me. ”

When the magicians heard it, their eyes lit up.

……

A day later.

Gu Qingshan arrived in the White Mountain Kingdom.

Immediately after demonstrating his strength, he received the full support of the royal family.

“I don't need money or anything, I don't need people, but I want to see the royal record.” Gu Qingshan to Wang Dao.

The White Mountain King had an accident.

“Since the divine magician is willing to see, come, take the royal inheritance scroll of our White Mountain kingdom.” He commanded.

The heirloom scroll is the family tree of the royal family, the history of development over countless years, achievements, and so on.

These represent the royal glory and are things that the royal family is willing to publicly promote.

Soon the scroll was taken.

Gu Qingshan spread out the scroll and looked closely at each line.

In many times, what happened to the royal family was just unusual.

Gu Qingshan carefully searched in the history of smoke, always tracing back to the source, finally saw something special at the beginning of the scroll.

“Your Majesty, the White Mountain Royal Family was helped by some magicians when it was founded, wasn't it?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Yes, according to historical records, it was some very mysterious magicians, and when my ancestors were successful, they left something to commemorate and then disappeared.” King's Road.

“What is it?” Gu Qingshan said with interest.

“Ah, it is a long knife grown in a tree. It is said that whoever can pull out the long knife will become the holy king of the White Mountain Kingdom and lead the White Mountain clan to glory. ”

The king shrugged: "A lot of people have tried, but none have succeeded. ”

“Oh, can I see it?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Of course.”

Several people came to the Royal Garden and saw the big tree.

A long knife was stuck in the tree, and after a storm, the tattoo did not move.

“This is the first time I've seen it in person.” Gu Qingshan Road.

King Baishan laughed and said: "Your strength is unquestionable, but you may not know much about these little things. In fact, all the kingdoms on the continent have more or less such magical legends. ”

“Really? Every kingdom? ”

“Yes.”

Gu Qingshan's face stirred up.

“Can I try? ”

“Feel free, but don't be discouraged if you can't pull it out, countless outstanding people in history can't pull it out. ”

“Okay.”

Gu Qingshan walked up and stood in front of the long knife.

If that's what you expect--

He reached out and grabbed the knife and punched it hard.

The knife was pulled out.

A deep and serious voice sounds in the void:

“The qualities and power you possess are so extraordinary, it's worth me--”

The shadow of an ancient tree appeared quietly.

Its voice stopped abruptly.

“- It's you again!” Ancient trees screamed.

Gu Qingshan looked at the Holy Wish Tree for a long time without a word.

There are certainly many traces of decadence left in the world.

A weapon.

A book.

A jewelry.

Even a spell.

And even a secret ritual.

Once these things have been triggered by brilliantly qualified beings, it may be immediately possible to summon the sequence of decadence.

There are latent sequence seeds everywhere.

What are we gonna do?