"Orlando"Magic Universe.
The Supreme Council Speaker of the Magic Council, Gandalf Gray Robe, is standing on the top of "Tower of Ten Thousand Laws".
His white hair turned black again under the blowing of spiritual energy. The "World Tree" Staff that had dimmed due to the exhaustion of magic power in his hand was blooming with emerald light at this moment, and even sprouted new buds.
He has lived for three thousand years and has never felt such pure and vast elemental power.
When the end came, he once prayed to the "Magic goddess" Hecate of their world Faith.
Didn't get any response.
He passed "Well of Astrology" and only saw that the goddess's Divine Kingdom was collapsing, and the goddess herself was being pulled and deformed by a more terrifying force, making a silent scream.
Their gods cannot protect themselves.
And now, it is that direction that gives them new life and revives the magic tide of the entire world...
Gandalf's gaze penetrated Crystal Wall System, looking towards the sacred Primordial Continent surrounded by billions of Stars.
He was silent for a long time.
Turn around, walk down the tower, and come to "Forbidden Library" where the most precious books in the world Magic are stored.
Here, all the myths and mantras about the goddess Magic and Hecate are recorded from the beginning of the world.
Each of these books is made of the most precious materials and comes with the most powerful guardian Magic.
They are the foundation of the Orlando Magic world.
"Sir, Chairman of the Jury?" Elder Elf, who was guarding the library, looked at him in confusion.
Gandalf has no answer.
He stretched out his young and powerful hand and picked up the central book "Genesis Codex" written by the goddess Divine Blood.
Then, a fireball appeared in his palm.
That's not ordinary fire.
That was what he had just realized, the "Dao Fire" that was spawned by "spiritual energy" and could burn Law.
"You... what are you going to do!" Elder Elf was shocked.
Gandalf's eyes are calm and fanatical.
"The old gods are dead."
"Welcome the new God."
After he finished speaking, he pressed the Dao Fire flower on top of "Genesis Codex".
Tsk--
This supposedly indelible code burned instantly, and the flames quickly spread and engulfed the entire library.
Elder Elf stared blankly at the blazing fire, feeling the unquestionable Purification will within it.
He understood something.
He silently took a step back, facing the flames, and bowed deeply in the direction beyond the flames.
The old times have passed.
"Brahma"Divine Kingdom.
This is a world based on Faith.
In the center of the world, stands a statue of "Main God" that is thousands of feet tall and made of pure Faith crystals.
Main God Brahma, three sides and six arms, Dharma Form solemn.
But at this moment, the surface of the statue was full of cracks.
In the apocalypse, the prayers of believers only resulted in the despair of the Divine Kingdom and Main God being dragged into Abyss.
But at this moment, what makes them reborn is another force.
Divine Kingdom High Priest, an old pope, is standing at the feet of Divine Statue.
Behind him are a dense crowd of believers who are surviving the disaster.
Everyone's face had a mixture of confusion, gratitude and enthusiasm.
They bathed in "Holy Light" from Primordial World and felt the miracle, but found that the source of this miracle was not the Main God they had always believed in.
"High Priest... who should we... pray to?" a believer asked tremblingly.
The Pope did not look back.
He looked at the statue that had lost all its divinity, A Trace sadness flashed in his eyes, but more importantly, determination.
He slowly raised the scepter in his hand.
"Prayer to the One who gave us life."
"Pray to the One who gives us miracles."
"Pray to the Supreme supreme... real 'being'...!"
His voice, through divine magic, spread throughout the Divine Kingdom.
He used all his strength to slam the scepter in his hand onto the base of Divine Statue!
"Boom!"
The scepter shattered.
But a determined will was passed on to everyone with this blow.
A fanatic believer who was closest to Divine Statue was the first to react.
He picked up a stone, rushed up like crazy, and smashed Divine Statue's toes.
"The old god is dead!"
His behavior, like a spark, ignited the entire grassland.
"The old god is dead!"
"We were abandoned!"
"Praise for the new life! Praise for Holy Light!"
Thousands of believers, like crazy demons, rushed towards the huge Divine Statue.
They used their hands, teeth, and the most primitive tools to climb up and frantically destroyed the Divine Statue that they once regarded as life.
Rumble--
With the combined efforts of hundreds of millions of believers, the towering tower Divine Statue, which symbolizes a world Faith, began to tilt.
The Pope stood below, with his head raised and tears streaming down his face.
He saw that Divine Statue's compassionate face looked so funny and ironic in the collapsing smoke.
In the end, Divine Statue collapsed and was smashed to pieces.
Amidst the smoke and dust, the Pope took the lead and was the first to kneel down.
He is not towards Ruins.
But towards the end of the sky, the direction of the sacred continent.
"My... Lord."
Behind him, hundreds of millions of believers knelt down in a dark mass.
The dusk of an old god is the prelude to the ascension of another Supreme existence.
At the same time.
"Xuanyuan Realm", a low-level cultivation plane.
The leader of "Heavenly Sword Sect" burned the "Ascended Patriarch" tablet that had been enshrined for eight thousand years in the ancestral hall.
"If the Patriarch is really in the Immortal Realm, why don't you save him in the face of death? It's okay not to worship such fake immortals!"
"From today on, I, Heavenly Sword Sect, will only respect heaven and earth, and worship... Divine Source!"
"Abyssal Demon Realm".
The once arrogant Abyssal Lords smashed his Divine Throne to pieces, crawled on the ground, and dedicated his true name and loyalty to the source of "light" that made him tremble.
Thousands of "Bonsai Universe".
Thousands of different civilizations.
On this day, the same choice was made.
They knocked down the Divine Statue of the old gods, burned the books of the old gods, and smashed the altars of the old gods.
They bid farewell to their past in the most decisive and thorough way.
Then, they raised their heads and gave all their purest, most original and most fanatical Faith, worship, awe, gratitude...
Condensed into invisible torrents.
Without hesitation, they turned towards the existence of Supreme, whose name they didn't even know but only glimpsed.
They don't know who they are worshiping.
They just know.
God is right there.
And this Faith Vow Power torrent, which is composed of thousands of worlds and billions of creatures, can be called terrifying.
Just like thousands of cross-border rivers that have burst their banks.
Facing Primordial Continent, the inconspicuous little Daoist Temple.
Crazy, pour it back!