"Why are the gods so high and mighty?"
Many voices came from the top of the carriage. Along with this sentence, the carriage shrouded in thick black fog rushed out like a ferocious beast out of a nightmare!
The black ground was crushed by the wheels, but there was no sign of it sinking. The whole carriage was even steadier than before!
At the same time, many figures reappeared in front of the crowd, as if the spell just now had never been released!
This scene made the supreme mage clench the reins in his hands!
Impossible!
This was absolutely impossible!
Divine spells were completely different from ordinary elemental spells. Their power came from the omnipotent gods. Although this power did not have much effect when used by beginner professions, once they crossed the threshold of grade seven, as long as they could successfully release offensive or control-type divine spells, the power would be far greater than elemental spells of the same level!
But at this moment, not only did the divine spell that blocked the carriage fail, but even the divine spell that attacked the guy in front of them did not hurt him at all!
This was like a tower of faith that was tens of thousands of feet tall suddenly collapsing. Believers had absolute worship for magical powers, and the scene in front of them was absolutely impossible. The feeling it gave people was no less than the Demon God Garen being stabbed to death by a hooligan on the street after he descended to the mortal world!
The knights did not notice that the carriage was already driving on the rugged and soft road. Due to the dark vision, they did not notice that the ground under their feet had suddenly changed!
Their mounts suddenly stepped on the soft ground, as if they had fallen into a swamp, and suddenly there was a scene of people and horses tumbling down. Only the few powerful knights and the supreme mage noticed that something was wrong and avoided this dangerous area.
But after such a detour, the main force would definitely not be able to keep up with the carriage.
The seven knights glanced at each other and sped up. The mage, on the other hand, gradually stopped in his tracks. The scene just now had shocked him too much. Only a mage could understand the horror of that scene, which made him feel suffocated and even doubted his own faith.
The wheels of the carriage did not shake at all from beginning to end. None of the maids in the carriage curiously looked outside the carriage to see what was happening outside. They sat quietly in their hearts. Everyone was unusually calm, because the master outside the carriage had never shown any expression of panic, and the confidence he gave them was comparable to that of the so-called gods.
Many slightly squinted his eyes. Under the dark night sky, his figure seemed unusually small.
The knights in the distance once again caught up, each body emitting a faint light, and the weapons in their hands were already raised. For those who dared to resist, there was only one word to greet them: "Judgment."
There were no loud shouts, no messy names of skills. The seven knights almost simultaneously waved the weapons in their hands, some were long swords, some were spears. In short, in the next moment, an invisible long blade flickering with blurred Combat Aura silently struck towards Many!
They did not raise their hands, did not dodge, and did not even slightly lower their center of gravity.
Many slightly squinted his eyes, and in the next moment, the colorful light in front of him had already disappeared into nothingness.
It was as if the so-called Combat Aura had touched an anti-magic enchantment. At this moment, the so-called Combat Aura at this moment became pieces of flashing fireworks, leaving only a smear of color in the night sky before suddenly fading away.
Ineffective.
This was a blow that the knights had never experienced before. They widened their eyes and looked at the figure still standing on top of the carriage, not knowing what to do for a moment!
But before they could think of a countermeasure or carry out the next wave of attack, Many slightly raised his hand.
There was no fluctuation, no color. In the darkness, he just completed this action and disappeared from where he stood.
In the distance, the knights suddenly noticed a strange scene. That was, the carriage that was about to catch up with them suddenly accelerated into the distance, and in a few seconds, disappeared into the distant darkness!
What happened?
Their mounts were still running desperately, but soon they found that the scenery around them was no longer retreating!
The scene of running desperately in the same place was like a nightmare to them. The knights desperately waved the whips in their hands, but no matter how fast they sped up, they still did not move!
Ten seconds later, without warning, the mounts suddenly rushed forward, as if the prohibition that prevented them from moving forward had disappeared. But due to the effect of inertia, the knights on the mounts were thrown to the ground by the sudden acceleration from zero to almost the fastest speed of the mounts!
Obviously, they were not under the prohibition, which caused the knights to be thrown off their mounts. They could only look at the mounts from afar, who also did not know what was going on. Their eyes were dull and they did not know what to do.
Damn it!
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Back in the carriage, Many did not have much expression, as if he had just gone out for a breath of fresh air. After changing into a robe, he did not seem much different from ordinary people. But when he sat steadily, Jia Luo and the maids around him could feel the aura that brought them peace of mind.
"The so-called believers, the so-called faith …" Many thought about what they were lamenting about. "Is that all?"
The carriage returned to its usual slight swaying motion, and the monotonous journey continued in the dark night.
The wind blew, and the temperature became colder.
Those pursuers from the Court of Inquisition did not catch up. Perhaps today's performance made them think that it was just a long-term nightmare, and they were not interested in those guys who shouted slogans for the illusory god in the sky. Although the destination of many seemed to be getting closer and closer to the god with widespread believers, only he knew that when a road reached its end, the so-called god …
Was just so-so.
"Sir, the weather seems to be a little abnormal."
Jia Luo looked out the window. In this pitch-black night sky, there was a gust of wind that made it hard to open one's eyes. If this carriage wasn't the best one Jia Luo could find, the window would have been blown off.
The inside of the carriage was as warm as spring, but through the double thick glass, many could see the trees outside shaking violently in the strong wind.
At the same time, the body of the carriage began to shake slightly, and the shaking was getting stronger and stronger.
This was one of the harsh climates in the Abyss Continent. Many understood that they were very lucky not to encounter such a thing before. Why did most of the villages in the Abyss Continent have underground structures or were built next to solid mountains? Perhaps it was because of the various kinds of terrible climates?
Closing his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something, when Many opened his eyes again, the carriage instantly stopped shaking, and even the whistling sound of the wind outside instantly quieted down.
"Everyone, have a good rest."
Many got up and walked to their cubicles, while the maids bowed respectfully and walked to the lower rooms. Of course, there were two who stayed behind to serve Many.
"Sir, why don't you believe in the Demon God Garen?"
The girl who helped Many fold his coat gently asked softly. She was very curious about this question, and she did not feel the slightest taboo. Her tone was normal, as if she was talking to a friend.
Many looked at the slightly narrow mirror in the washroom to save space, and the reflection in it was a white-skinned demon with sharp teeth.
"If one day, I bring all of you to a place where the temperature is always as pleasant as in the carriage, and where the scenery is far more beautiful than the dull-toned wilderness," Mando reached out to take the towel handed over by another maid and continued, "Will you believe in me like Garen?"
This sentence was already suspected of blasphemy, but fortunately, these maids lived in the Western Continent, and were not Garen's loyal believers. Speaking of which, there were basically no believers of this god in the Western Continent.
"I will, sir."
Her answer was very sincere, and it seemed like she had thought about it countless times. "I will do anything you ask me to do."
"You don't have to say that."
Many smiled and reached out to tidy the messy hair in front of her forehead. "A true god will never ask his believers to do anything."
Turning around to leave the washroom, the two maids behind heard the words that shocked them for many years. "And a true believer is enough to reform any heartless heresy."
Many turned around, and her voice was calm.
"Why don't I believe in Garen?"
His voice was like a thought-provoking alarm. "A god does not receive faith from his believers because of what he gives. What he does should be guidance. Unfortunately, I can see the path in front of me clearly now, and the one who can guide me, will not be Garen."