I am God Chapter 133: : Island of Mists
Beach side.
Sunderan produced a clay figure from the sleeve of his burqa.
Remove the hand, the pottery puppet is still suspended in the air.
It opened automatically, and one after another, smaller pottery puppets emerged from it, there were more than a dozen of them.
One of them fell and plunged into the ground.
The others were swaying in the air, and followed Sunderan around this small island.
Every time a certain distance is traveled, one falls, and finally merges into an ellipse.
Sang De'an stood on the spot and cast the imprint of the magic law he mastered.
"Spell Seal Stone Form."
The spirit of the curse seal is a special spirit body activated by spiritual power. After using the law, it can assimilate the material in reality and treat it as its own body.
Sang De'an placed his magical props on the island at this moment, and the Tao puppets turned into stone figures one after another, and the stone figures connected the island, and the power continued to spread toward the depths.
The stones on the island are constantly being assimilated.
Stone statues rise from the ground, with different appearances.
But it can be seen that it was the enemies of Sunderan back then.
This magical item is very powerful and has great potential.
After all, this is a magical item made by the blood of a dozen powerful priests standing at the top of Xiyin Sai. Although their power has not been activated and transformed by spiritual power before, the strength of the blood that has been passed down from generation to generation is extraordinary.
"Boom!"
Following the muffled rumble, Sang De'an faintly felt that the whole island had been assimilated and brought under his own control.
He can also feel that if one day this magical item becomes more and more powerful, it may be able to control the island and sail on the sea like a big ship.
"Teacher!"
"It's planted."
Haru and Lan ran over with empty flower pots one after another, telling Sandean that their mission was completed.
They moved the Cup of the Sun pots off the boat and planted them on the island.
Sang De'an carefully drew a ritual array on the cup of the sun, and then opened it.
This is an evolution of the ice ritual array, which can turn water into mist.
Because the cup of the sun is used as the medium, this mist also has a strong hallucinogenic effect.
Dense fog shrouded the sea surface around the island little by little, blocking the existence of the island and preventing outsiders from breaking into it.
Haru scratched his head: "But there is no house here, where do we live?"
Lan En said: "Teacher is best at the ritual array of pottery, isn't it easy to make a house?"
With the joint efforts of the three of them, it took half a month to build a rough stone castle.
The stone castle is very large, and it has all the bedrooms, warehouses, libraries, halls, etc., but there is no decoration, and everything is empty.
The castle is located under the cliff, and the statue of the great poet and the first king stands in front of the stone castle.
They also built a lighthouse, but there were no light stones on top of the lighthouse, and no flames were lit.
Sang De'an put the last chapter in, and the whole lighthouse was shrouded in a light illusion light.
He told his two students.
"We are the heirs of the will of the saints, and those who come here should hold the chapters of the saints."
"The person who holds the first page of the last chapter that we are engraving, can see this lighthouse no matter how far away, and sense the holy relic here."
"As long as they are thirsty for knowledge and truth, they will definitely come here."
Haru and Lann stood on the lighthouse and looked outside, their eyes were full of brilliance.
They expect more and more like-minded people to come here and become their companions.
A few days later.
A figure appeared outside the fog of the island. She seemed to be trying to enter the island surrounded by layers of fog.
A figure stands on the shore, dispelling the fog.
There is a crack in the fog, and there seems to be a road on the sea,
"Lord Sarah, are you looking for me?" Sang De'an asked the visitor.
It was the Knight of the Demon Abyss who came, and she came alone, which seemed a bit mysterious.
She boarded the shore and saluted Sandean.
She wanted to say something, but it was a bit difficult to say.
Finally.
She spoke to Sang Dean anyway.
"I want to learn magic from you, can you not teach me?"
Sang Dean hesitated after hearing this.
He did not expect that the first person to study after he came here was a citizen of the Demon Abyss.
He wanted to refuse directly, but suddenly felt in his heart that it shouldn't be like this.
He is a preacher who spreads knowledge and ideals. If he also shuts others out because of his sect and blood, then what is the difference between him and those decadent nobles and old-school priests.
He believes that the philosophy is.
When knowledge and magic spread more and more widely, the world will become more and more beautiful.
Sang De'an thought to himself: "If this is the case, why can't the people of the Demon Abyss become part of the new era?"
After he figured out these links, he suddenly felt that it was no big deal to accept a person from the Demon Abyss as a student.
Even so.
You can take the power of ritual to farther places and let more people participate in this new era.
Sang De'an didn't speak for a long time, and the female demon knight was a little rough.
She looked up, waiting for the other party's rejection.
Unexpectedly, Sang De'an told her: "Yes."
The female demon knight showed shock on her face. She had seen the ugliness and cruelty of the Sanye people, so she didn't believe the Sanye people.
She tried to come, just because the other party was the will heir of the great poet and a student of the second generation of saints.
But she really felt at this moment that Sang De'an was different from ordinary people.
She moved two steps forward, and asked Sunderan in disbelief.
"Aren't you afraid that after the people of the Demon Abyss learn your power, it will be disadvantageous to the Xiyin Sai people?"
Sang De'an laughed, a little calm and free and easy.
"There will be stones blocking the way on the way forward, why don't you just walk?"
Sang De'an looked directly into the eyes of the female demon knight: "I don't know where this road will end up, and I can't really predict what the distant future will look like."
"After all, I'm not a god."
"But I know that we will not know whether this road will work until we have gone through it."
"Hesitation and hesitation will not bring the future."
"One generation does what one generation does. What my generation should do is to pass on the knowledge given by God and the ideals of saints to everyone."
"If one day my actions really brought disaster, I believe that in that era, more people who benefited from the knowledge and ideals I imparted will stand up and save this disaster."
The more Sang De'an said, his expression became more and more relaxed.
His eyes seem to be emitting light, conveying the most sincere emotions deep in his heart to others.
"Since you want to learn, I will teach you."
"I teach you divine arts not in the hope that you will give me anything in return, but in the hope that one day we will be able to use the power God has given us to create a truly great civilization."
"Although we still have many shortcomings, my teacher Saint Stan once said it when he was in front of the gods."
"Even in the darkest depths of our hearts, we also have a heart longing for beauty and the future."
"Even if he experienced the darkest moment, even if he paid the price of his life for it, he was willing to believe in the possibility of the Sanye people at the last moment."
"I believe like my teacher, if one day our civilization develops to be truly prosperous and powerful."
"When we no longer lack food, when each of us can read books, when each of us can understand the beauty of knowledge and philosophy."
"When we are, everyone can master the power of divine magic."
"We will definitely become better."
"Like!"
“It’s as good as God wants it to be.”
Sang Dean turned his back and looked at the statue of the great poet.
This is also the wish written by the great poet Tito in the last chapter. When he saw the goblin using miracle power, he also thought so.
When we have the power to create everything, will the Sanye people no longer have to fight.
Aren't we.
You can truly own the future.
After listening to Sang De'an's words, the female demon abyss knight felt extremely shocked. She was born in the wild land of the demon abyss, and she felt the huge impact of the soul for the first time, as if the dark street corner was illuminated by the sun for the first time came in.
She looked at Sang De'an's back, and suddenly understood from him what the will of the saint was.
It's not the power visible to the naked eye like magic, but it's even more shocking.
Sang Dean asked her: "What's your name?"
Female Demon Abyss Knight: "Eleanor."
"My name is Elena."
"Teacher!"
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I don't know when, a story began to spread in the kingdom of Hinnsay.
In the depths of the sea, there is a mysterious island surrounded by layers of mist. There is a temple of truth on the island, which hides the most powerful magic and god-given power in the world.
All those who yearn for truth and knowledge can learn the most profound knowledge there, and master the miraculous power and magic that can change the world.
As long as you hold the chapters of the saints and believe in the ideals of the saints.
Whether it is the Sanye people or the people of Moyuan.
You can get what you want there.