Throne of Magical Arcana

"What does Viken want to do?"

On the bottom of the endless ocean, in a majestic black palace, Martimus, the "Lord of Hell" holding a golden trident, suddenly stood up from the throne. His bright red eyes, which seemed to be always full of mocking smiles, looked at him in a little surprise. Facing the sky, through layers of deep blue sea water and overlapping waves, one "sees" the vision of half evil darkness and half divine light.

At the same time, His real body in the depths of hell suddenly felt a rapid heartbeat, as if something closely related to him was out of control.

"Ancient Hell?"

Martimus' doubtful voice echoed in the Neptune Palace. It can be said that the ancient hell and him are roughly equal to the wave-particle relationship with two sides of one body, but he is not the embodiment of the "ancient hell", and the "ancient hell" is not his. Part of it is only somehow related,

But even so, "Ancient Hell" is very important to him!

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth that had been wearing a sarcasm froze, and he thought of a possibility: "Viken, he wants to attack the true god? Is he crazy? He is not afraid of losing all consciousness like Thanos and being killed by 'Heaven Mountain' or 'Ancient Hell' 'Fusion?"

"He balances the 'Ancient Hell' and the 'Paradise Mountain', maybe he can really grasp that glimmer of hope..."

Although Martimus really wanted to observe and witness whether this would be successful, he knew very well that he had to stop Viken immediately. If he really broke through the limit, then he and other gods might really fall!

Except for myself, no other gods are allowed to be promoted!

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Dark Mountains, "Flame Stone Valley".

Etna, whose blond long hair was slanted and hung down to her shoulders, pressed her hands on the "Sword of Origin and End" inserted into the ground, and looked seriously at the pet "Dragon of Time and Radiance" Daniso in front of her. His mouth is wriggling imperceptibly, as if he is controlling the "exuberant saliva".

Denissus buried his head deeply, not daring to look at Alterna, fearing that if he looked again, he would be eaten.

Suddenly, it had an inexplicable palpitation, and couldn't help but raise its head, and the "Silver Moon" Aitna in front of it had disappeared at some point!

In the sky full of space cracks and dark mist, all the features are completely covered up by the half-black and half-brilliant.

"God-like vision? No! What does Viken want to do!" Danisos, who had initially controlled time and thus had a general insight into fate, reacted as quickly as possible.

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Holy Hiertz Empire, Antiphole, White Maple Leaf Palace.

Rudolf II clenched his fist with his right hand and squeezed it loudly, with a mocking and angry expression on his face.

"Viken dared to make an idea of ​​Heavenly Mountain. Does he think he has lived too long? Does he think he will never truly fall?"

"At that time, although He will not really fall, it will definitely be more miserable than the real fall!"

Thoughts emerged one after another in his heart, but in the end they all converged into a signal of worry and anxiety:

"Viken, will he succeed?"

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In the "Ancient Mission" underground in the holy city of Lance, when the "World of Despair" condensed from the projection of the ancient hell met the projection of the "Paradise Mountain" summoned by the platinum scepter, energy storms raged round after round. Sweep it up, blow all the walls around the hall, and lift the dome upwards!

Boom!

The priests in the holy city of Lance heard a dull and unusually loud explosion, their ears buzzed for a while, and then they lost their hearing for a short time.

The ground was undulating like a giant snake, and churches, retreats, and monasteries protected by magic circles collapsed.

Boom!

The clergy watched dumbfounded as the Great Hall of Light, which symbolizes the core of the church, was directly blown away. A hazy, colorful "world" full of pain and despair was entangled with the sacred mountain of heaven where the voice of chant was constantly entangled. The shock wave blasted into the clouds!

Suddenly, the faces of intelligent creatures appeared in the evil dark night, including humans, dwarves, elves, dragons, and ancient races that had been extinct for a long time. Angels with holy wings on their backs and transparent and clear holy spirits bowed down, sang, and praised, bathed in endless brilliance.

And at the place where they meet, a vicissitudes old man wearing a sacred crown floats upright with pain on his face, his whole person seems illusory, illusory, real and real. Really in another world, a "magical" world higher than the earth and sky!

"Her Majesty the Pope?"

"What is he doing?"

The clergy were stunned. What they saw was the pope, with the platinum scepter in his right hand stretched forward, illuminating a corner of the dark and corrupted world, and the dark and evil figure on the left stepped out, polluting the bright and sacred part of heaven.

Such a scene can only be seen near the holy city of Reims, it can be seen in Allinge, in Rentat, in Antiffles, in Syracuse, in Artaud, everywhere!

"Isn't that Benedict III?" Heidi just played a game of cubes and was stretching, but suddenly froze there, because she saw the amazing sky outside the window.

Annick, who was tortured by the erasure experiment and the delayed choice experiment, also raised his head and stared blankly at Pope Viken, not understanding what happened.

God-like vision? But he himself is a god-like creature!

Viken, who is in the "magic world" and can be seen everywhere, has extremely distorted muscles on his face. While using the power of "ancient hell" to maintain his sanity and prevent himself from being merged by "Paradise Mountain", he relies on "heaven mountain" With the blessing of the "Mountain", avoid the erosion and assimilation of the "ancient hell", strive to grasp the node of balance, and use this huge power to seek the "gate" of breakthrough!

In this way, He endured great pain while muttering to himself:

"Not enough! Not enough!"

The light projected by the "Heaven Mountain" on the other side became more and more brilliant, and the clergy and believers in the holy city of Lance suddenly felt something, and bowed to the ground:

"Great Lord, You are one and ten thousand."

In all the places that believe in the God of Truth, the devout believers and clergy, regardless of whether they are old or new, fell into a certain ethereal and holy atmosphere. They all prostrated themselves on the ground and prayed:

"It's the beginning and the end."

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

Brilliant, clean and holy rays of light flew out of them, flew into the air, and merged into the day!

Immediately, the dark world was suppressed, and it was almost purified, but it was still able to hold on.

Viken still murmured like crazy:

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Suddenly, a round of cold and silvery moon appeared in the sky, dispelling part of the "darkness and despair" and "sacred light", and the bright and dreamy moonlight "covered" Viken in the center.

On the other side, the roaring tide sounded, and a golden trident poured into the sky with billowing blue. In this sea water, there were no fish, no seaweed, but erupting volcanoes, bottomless canyons, and a silent hell. Wait for the scene!

"Life and death!" The golden trident of "Lord of Hell" Martimus pointed at "Pope Viken"!

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Above the "Castle in the Sky", Douglas said with a dignified expression: "Brook stayed at Allinge, Fernando and Hathaway followed me, and the rest of the Supreme Jury members returned to Allinge except for the legends guarding the major divisions."

At this time, only the legendary peak can play a certain role in such a battlefield, so Douglas did not let other legendary magicians follow.

Douglas's voice was not loud, but every magician in the Sky City could hear it clearly, feeling panic in their hearts.

"Teacher, why am I staying behind? It's Hathaway's fault." Brooke flew into the air, expressing his confusion.

Douglas said solemnly: "You are the most hopeful to be promoted to god-like after Lucien. Focus on the overall situation and don't be stubborn."

He didn't shy away from it at all.

"Teacher..." Brook fell silent for a moment.

At this time, Fernando and Hathaway had already arrived around Douglas, and the "Master of the Dead" also teleported over.

"Vicente, don't be brave." Fernando glared at him.

Vicente sneered on his skinny face with no muscles: "Old pervert, I am also the pinnacle of legend! If you fail, I will not be able to escape!"

The "sleeping place" appeared behind him, and the black tombstones suddenly sounded like cries from the depths of death. This was the first call, the first throbbing of life!

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