They did not reveal the identity of Water Qilin.
The fate of every time traveler is different. Some want to be the protagonist, some want to survive, some want to change their fate against the will of nature, and naturally some will become other people's pawns.
They all know what Locke wants to do with this Water Qilin, but no one intends to meddle in it.
After all, they and Locke are on the same side.
"He is indeed a smart little guy." Qian Gujue said calmly, "Take good care of him, maybe he will be of great use in the future."
"Of course!" Locke nodded vigorously, put Gulu Ball back in his arms like a treasure, and patted his chest, "I will definitely raise Xiao Bai to be white and fat! Let him be the mascot of the Locke Magic Academy from now on!"
Oupai came over and smiled slyly, "The little guy has quite a temper. Do you want me to help you train him? I promise he will be obedient in three days."
"No, no, no!" Locke quickly covered Gulu Ball tighter and looked at Oupai warily, "Xiao Bai is timid, don't scare it!"
A few people chatted for a while, and the topic quickly turned to Continental Young Soul Master Tournament two years later.
"By the way Locke," Gui Mengguan leaned on the desk and tapped the table with his fingertips, "Which team do you plan to send to participate in this competition? You can't let Magic Academy abstain, right?"
Locke blinked and shook his head. "I won't participate."
"Not participating?" Oupai was stunned for a moment, "Why?"
"This is a competition in your world, and the system is different." Locke said matter-of-factly.
"The most important thing is that so many interesting people come together. It's the most interesting for me to be an audience. Besides, you can just go."
Yes, this is a system competition unique to the Douluo Continent, and has nothing to do with magic.
Then forget it.
"Okay."
"Buzz--"
A soft cry resounded throughout the world without warning.
Locke The honey grapefruit tea in the office was still steaming. Oupai was just reaching out to get the cup when his whole body suddenly froze in place.
An indescribable vast pressure fell from the sky, making even breathing extremely difficult.
Gui Mengguan The laziness on his face disappeared in an instant, and he stood up suddenly, causing the chair behind him to make a harsh friction sound.
Qian Gujue also raised his head and looked out the window, and for the first time there was real solemnity in his eyes.
The innocent smile on Locke's face also solidified.
He slowly raised his head. The pressure was too pure and overbearing. It did not belong to any god or any Soul Master. It was like the will of the entire world.
But it seems not.
"What's going on?"
Oupai asked in confusion, "What's going on? Is this going to change?"
No one answered him.
The entire Magic Academy, the entire Douluo Continent, fell into deathly silence at this moment.
The bustling crowd on the street stopped, the vendors setting up stalls forgot to shout, the caravan on the way reined in the reins, and the hammer in the blacksmith's hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Everyone raised their heads involuntarily and looked to the sky.
The original sky was now completely covered by an endless curtain of golden light. The brilliant golden light was like flowing molten gold, spreading over every corner of the continent. Even the deepest seabed and the darkest cave seemed to be illuminated by this sacred light.
Even the world of Slaughter City, which had not seen light all year round, was torn apart by the golden light. Countless degenerates knelt on the ground, kowtowing crazily and begging for forgiveness.
I thought they all came here, but there are still people who want to settle accounts with them.
At this moment, a majestic, ancient, emotionless voice sounded in the depths of every living being's mind:
[The will of Douluo World is manifested, and now Douluo is listed on the list of strong people, taking stock of the strong people in this world...]
[Anyone who is Soul Power Level 90 or above is eligible to enter the list.]
[The list is divided into twenty seats. Each one announced will be given a corresponding reward and his life achievements will be revealed.]
[After three hours, the 20th to 11th strong ones will be announced.]
The large golden characters flow slowly on the light screen, and each stroke contains the power of the rules of heaven and earth. Even an illiterate person can clearly understand the content above.
"A miracle! This is Angel God appearing!"
Someone shouted, which instantly ignited everyone's frenzy.
The believers of the Spirit Hall were so excited that tears filled their eyes, and they kowtowed in the direction of Angel God Statue.
"Angel God bless!"
"It must be that traitor Tang Hao who surrendered to the law and moved the heavens!"
"I wonder if I can be on the list? If I can be on the world's will list, I will honor my ancestors!"
"Bah, this is a list of strong men. What does it have to do with you being a loser?"
A wave of fanaticism swept across the continent.
In the palace of Heaven Dou City, Xue Qinghe opened the window and looked at the golden light in the sky.
To be able to make every living thing in the entire Douluo Continent hear that sound at the same time is definitely not something that any human being or even Titled Douluo can do.
Is it a god?
Which god is it again?
Doing this kind of thing at this juncture.
Such behavior makes people unable to understand, making it impossible for mortals like them to understand what they intend in this situation.
I'm afraid it will affect my original plan.
Star Luo Empire In the main hall of the palace, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was breathless.
Star Luo Emperor Dai Yutian was sitting on the dragon throne, wearing a white tiger robe, exuding the fierce imperial pressure. He stared at the golden light screen outside the palace, with no expression on his wrinkled face, only the handrails of the tiger throne that he clenched, revealing his inner peace.
"Your Majesty," an old minister bowed and came forward with a trembling voice, "This is a miracle from heaven. It must be a good omen for me, Star Luo Empire! Maybe I, Star Luo Empire, a strong man, can occupy a place on the world's will list and enhance our country's prestige!"
"A good omen?" Dai Yutian snorted coldly, his voice as cold as ice, "I don't know whether it's good or bad."
He knows better than anyone that although Star Luo Empire is extremely powerful, it cannot compare to the rising Spirit Hall.
Now just based on the strong list, there will definitely be more strong people in the Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall will definitely occupy most of the seats. By then, Spirit Hall's prestige will reach an unprecedented peak, and Star Luo Empire's situation will only become more difficult.
Even more difficult to say is whether there will be a power list.
By then the situation was even worse.
"What's more..." Dai Yutian glanced at the ministers below and spoke in a heavy tone, "Have you ever thought about it, is this so-called World Will List really the manifestation of the World's Will? What if it is man-made?"
As soon as these words came out, the hall instantly went into an uproar.
"Man-made? How is this possible! Such a vast pressure, such a light curtain covering the entire continent, is it impossible for humans to achieve it?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, even Limit Douluo cannot have such magical powers!"
"That's enough!" Dai Yutian slammed the throne, causing the whole hall to tremble slightly. "Whether it's the will of the world or man-made efforts, we must prepare for the worst. Pass the order and all the troops on the border will enter the first level of alert to prevent Spirit Hall from taking the opportunity to launch an attack. In addition, immediately summon all the royal family members and powerful men from the sect and return to Star Luo City to be on standby."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
The ministers all accepted the order in unison, with solemn expressions on their faces.
No one dares to say this is a good omen anymore.
The existence that can make such a big movement, whether it is the will of the world or not, has the power to subvert the structure of the entire continent.
In the face of such power, any country or sect appears extremely insignificant.