Throne of Magical Arcana

The dots of stars are covered by the bright and dazzling light, as if a brand new sun appeared in the night sky, it exudes its own brilliance wantonly, and moves in the sky along the established trajectory without paying attention.

Feeling something, Brook came out of his "Electromagnetic Kingdom" and stood in a study room on the thirty-fourth floor of the Allinge Magic Tower, looking up at the starry sky in a daze.

"This isn't really A Star Is Born..."

"Its orbit is too close. If it is really a star, it will collide with the world fiercely, and everything will be wiped out..."

"What on earth is this?"

"There is such an unimaginable shocking power?"

As a grand arcanist and a legendary magician who grew up with Douglas who is good at force fields, astrology and light and darkness, Brook calculated the approximate range of the orbit by visually measuring the brightness, size and other data. Although it is not accurate enough, it is enough. Judging its distance from the world.

And because of this, he was slightly absent-minded. If it was really the birth of a star, he would not have been so surprised and confused. The first thought he had was to prepare the corresponding magic to carefully observe and study the scene of the birth of a star and explore the mysteries of the world.

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In the kingdom of Briana, in a magic tower that goes straight into the sky.

A high-level astrologer was originally predicting something based on the fate trajectory of the reflection of the stars into the crystal ball, but at this moment, he opened his mouth slightly and looked at the starry sky with a dull expression. He had never seen such a bright, Such an exaggerated star, and it appeared so unexpectedly and without warning!

This is even more incredible than the crimson moon some time ago!

"What kind of star is this?"

After a while, he muttered to himself. Then, he suddenly came to his senses, looked down at the crystal ball in his hand, and looked at the trajectory of fate that had changed when he was not paying attention. He said with some annoyance and frustration: "We have to start again, the birth of a star will definitely bring about great changes in the galaxy of destiny..."

After another few tens of minutes, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the air in astonishment:

"Why is there no reflection of fate?"

"Is this really a star?"

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On the edge of the dark mountains, the camp of adventurers.

Stannis, the king of nightmares who likes to mingle with people, observe changes in people's hearts, and collect all kinds of dreams, is enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea in the cabin. Suddenly, the white glazed porcelain teacup in his hand is out of control and falls to the ground in a wonderful trajectory. , making a crisp shattering sound, turning into countless tiles.

But Stannis didn't care about this at all, he arrived at the window in a flash, looked up, and looked east.

In the distant sky, a round of brilliant and dazzling stars suddenly emerged from nothingness, illuminating half of the sky, shining with the sun, extremely exaggerated.

"There is a problem with my cognitive world, is it affected by my dream or illusion?"

Stannis looked at the slanting sun, and looked back at the brand new star without fear of glare, watching it move naturally along its orbit.

"If it's a dream, what kind of psychological reflection does this newly born star, such a terrifying star that can compete with the sun, represent?"

"If it's not a dream, then who made it?"

"Such a feat cannot be accomplished by a 'mortal'..."

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Rentat, on the street without arc lights, it is dark and cold, only a little bit of starlight illuminates the road.

Due to the increase of alchemy workshops and the improvement of textile machinery by alchemists, more and more ordinary citizens of Rentat were forced to work overtime. At this time, scattered night returners hurried to the As they walked, the screaming cold wind made them want to return to their warm home as soon as possible after a tiring day.

As they walked, they inexplicably found that the road ahead was bright without any darkness, just like when daytime passed by.

In astonishment, they looked up at the sky subconsciously, and were suddenly speechless in amazement. When did the sky have a round of dazzling stars that were completely different from the silver moon? .

Is this a miracle?

"The Great God of Truth..."

"Only the truth endures..."

After being stunned for a long time, these ordinary citizens thought that the God of Truth was performing miracles, and knelt down to pray excitedly and devoutly, completely ignoring the mud caused by the melting snowflakes.

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Alto, Natasha in a hunting suit is galloping through the sparse woods on horseback.

She suddenly opened her bow and set her arrows, a long arrow surrounded by illusory cracks flashed past, and appeared in front of a big tree hundreds of meters away, and then it pierced through dozens of big trees one after another like a hot knife cutting butter. The tree shot a gray-and-white rabbit that had just sprung out of the bushes, piercing its layer of fur and nailing it alive to the ground.

These dozens of big trees seem to have been turned into sketches, and someone wiped a hole in the middle with an eraser, leaving the rest of them unaffected.

Natasha didn't pay attention to her triumphant arrow, but turned her head to the east in a little astonishment, and saw the birth of the bright and dazzling star as if jumping out of the prison.

Such a celestial phenomenon made her subconsciously think of the crimson moon some time ago, and knowing the reason for the crimson moon, she whispered to herself: "Could it be that he made it again?"

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In the holy city of Reims, Pope Benedict II stood at the window with his scepter, carefully watching the new star.

"Not hidden..."

"The track is wrong..."

"Judging from the location, could it be the action of the Magic Council?"

After a brief trance, Pope Benedict II had regained his composure, calmly observing the trajectory of the newly born star, and only raised his scepter when he felt that he had understood and memorized the data of this star, his body Leaning back slightly, eyes half closed, looking at the starry sky, he whispered to himself:

"O great God of truth, you are one and ten thousand."

"It's an instant, but it's also eternity."

"It is the creator and the master."

As he prayed, a layer of milky white hazy light suddenly lit up his whole body, exuding a sense of majesty and holiness that cannot be looked directly at. A majestic, sacred, detached, and condescending power slowly emerged from an inexplicable height, The holy city of Lance and the surrounding area are shrouded.

Feeling this power, the cardinals, holy knights, cardinals and other clergy and ordinary believers in the holy city of Reims broke free from the shock brought by the stars, and their expressions became gentle and peaceful, with indescribable touch.

This is the breath and strength of the Lord!

"You are one, and you are also ten thousand."

"It's an instant, but it's also eternity."

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Hundreds of thousands of people followed and prayed, and under the influence of the inexplicable force, they were uniform, creating an exaggerated and terrifying resonance, which was ethereal and vast, and it was magnificent.

When the voices of prayer converged into a torrent, the pope pointed at the scepter in his hand, and suddenly there was a change in midair!

In the very center of the sky, a point of milky white holy light inexplicably lit up, and it grew bigger and bigger, and quickly developed into a light cluster comparable to the sun and artificial planets.

There were bursts of melodious and beautiful chant that cleansed the soul, making the surrounding sky holy and clean.

In the eyes of Lucien and others, the dark starry sky was completely illuminated by this light cluster, and the ethereal and moving chant could be faintly heard in their ears.

Lucien predicted that the church would inevitably shoot down Douglas' artificial planet, otherwise, if magicians can create planets, what is the God of Truth who created the world in the propaganda? Just a magician who is a little more powerful than the Grand Arcanist?

But Lucien didn't expect that the church's reaction would be so intense. Isn't such a scene too exaggerated?

The light cluster became clearer and clearer, and it seemed to be divided into seven layers. On the first layer, a pair of beautiful angels with wings and countless white souls were playing the piano, harp, clarinet, and French horn, and they were singing hymns praising the true God.

And the second floor all the way to the fifth floor is a similar happy scene, without the slightest bit of distress and sorrow. The types of angels have changed, and their wings have gradually increased, and there have been angels of strength, angels of power, and angels of wisdom.

On the sixth floor, there are six seraphs with flickering lights and shadows. They each occupy one side, presenting a gesture of surrounding the seventh floor.

On the seventh floor, apart from the endless light that people cannot see through, there is only a seraphim holding a tome prostrate under the light, as if serving at the feet of the God of Truth.

Seeing such a scene, how could Lucien fail to recognize what it was!

This is the real magical technique that killed the last consul of the Magic Empire in the Dawn War!

A real magic that costs a huge price every time it is used!

Only the pope can master and perform the real divine art, the divine descending art!

While observing the divine descent technique intently, Lucien activated the constant electromagnetic communication technique on the monolithic eye, and seized the time to confirm the feedback ability of the "artificial planet" to the signal.

In the light cluster, all the angels glowed with holy light. They gathered together and expanded rapidly with the infinite light emitted from the seventh floor, engulfing the entire sky like a sea!

"This is the feedback from Antiphole 1, hereby..."

Looking at the sky that had turned into a milky white ocean, and listening to the interrupted artificial planet's answer, Lucien subconsciously compared this power with the power of the Silver Moon God Alterna before, and concluded that the level of power is the same, that Alterna A slightly weaker conclusion.

Of course, this is the vague judgment of Lucien, a high-ranking magician, and it may be far from the real situation. Even the legendary pinnacles such as Douglas and Prince Dracula cannot accurately judge the existence of Etna. our level.

The reason why the artificial planet was named Antifull 1 was because Antifull was the capital of the ancient Sylvanus magic empire, and it was the place where Douglas was born and grew up.

A deep door filled with countless constellation symbols suddenly appeared in front of Fernando, Lucien and others. Douglas, who was wearing a gray magic robe, walked out of it in a slightly embarrassed way. Most of the countless gemstones of different colors around his head had disappeared. .

However, he was in good spirits, and under his kind face was excitement that couldn't be concealed, and he said a little excitedly:

"Finally, I experienced the divine descent technique once."

"Unless you want to fall early, the Pope will not be able to use the God's Arrival technique within five years!"

Only then did Lucien realize that His Excellency the Speaker made it so conspicuous not simply to vent his emotions and show off his success.

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