The location of a branch temple of the Pantheon.

The dark wizard Abbott knelt on his knees in front of a huge statue and uttered a pious prayer.

"Great and merciful Lord, your light shines upon the earth and never fades."

"A devout servant bows down here..."

“Oh Lord!”

“…”

"Abbott!" A voice without any emotion reached his eardrums, causing Abbott's body to stiffen.

Armor! Dodge spell! Automatic avoidance!

…

Several kinds of witchcraft were activated at the same time, and an extraordinary object similar to a scroll appeared in Abbott's hand.

"It's me."

The voice remained steady:

"Seraphim!"

Hmm? Abbott looked in the direction of the voice, his expression changed slightly, and then he kowtowed devoutly to the other party: "Great Singer, Mad Changer, one of the Twelve Sages, I wonder what you want to do when you come here."

Seraph! One of the twelve sages of the pantheon.

It was once a high-ranking angel beside an ancient god. It was a heat creator and heat transmitter. It did not engage in any labor, and its only mission (or essence) was to sing praises to God and show God's glory.

When the gods fell, the Seraph also acquired some of the characteristics of a god and became one of the sages of the pantheon.

"The Divine Tracks sent me a message that a rebel appeared in Fast City. I am here to eliminate him."

The Seraph, dressed in a white robe and holding a strange cane inlaid with a huge emerald, walked barefoot to Abbott:

"What extraordinary events have occurred here in the past half month?"

"Please wait a moment."

The dark wizard Abbott bowed respectfully and gently waved his staff, and a book recording various events emerged.

The Book of Omniscience!

A fourth-level wonder.

This book will automatically record any extraordinary events within a few hundred miles of the holder, provided that the extraordinary events do not exceed its capacity limit.

That is the fourth level.

soon.

A few brief descriptions of unusual and extraordinary events appeared before a man and a god.

“Hmm…”

Seraph narrowed his eyes slightly: "Golden Scarab?"

"Mine!"

"Great Singer." The dark wizard Abbot bowed his head and said, "Since this involves a rebel, shouldn't we tell the Glorious Sage, His Highness Remire?"

There are twelve sages in the Pantheon, half of whom are in a 'dormant' state, and the remaining half each have their own territory.

Fast City,

It belongs to Ray Miller.

"Oh……"

The Seraph lowered his head, and his eyes, which were formed by the gathering of pure holy light, fell on the dark wizard Abbott:

"You believe in the gods, not one sage."

"Le Miller..."

"She has long since abandoned her former beliefs and is no longer committed to resurrecting the gods. Perhaps one day she will become a rebel."

Ah! Abbott was stunned. He knew that there was no unity within the Pantheon and the struggles among various forces were very complicated.

But I didn't expect it.

Even the Twelve Sages have become like this?

"Let's go."

The emerald on the staff in Seraph's hand emitted a green light, tearing the space to open a passage.

* * * “The great ode singer.”

Deep in the darkness of the underground, the dark wizard Abbott asked in a low voice:

"What's the situation with the rebels this time?"

The so-called rebels are those who have obtained the power left by the gods but are not committed to resurrecting the gods.

Instead, they took the power of God for themselves and even turned against the Pantheon.

Such beings must be killed and the power that belongs to the gods taken back, which is also the main responsibility of the Temple of the Gods.

certainly……

There is another existence.

'They' also possess divine power, but it is not obtained after the gods' death, but from other opportunities.

"It's an ancient god."

The Seraph the Praiser whispers:

"It was originally an ancient existence sealed in the ruins of time, and it came here because of the gods' hibernation."

Ancient God?

Abbott nodded slowly.

A long, long time ago, many ancient gods appeared on this continent, some of them were even older than the gods themselves.

But ancient does not mean powerful.

Part of the power of gods lies in themselves, and the other part lies in faith, but the ancient gods have no faith.

Maybe...

Abbott has the potential to kill and seal an ancient god.

"arrive."

The Seraph the Praiser stopped and looked at the patterns under his feet and the scarabs swarming in front of him.

"Light!"

He spoke of light, and light appeared in the field.

The light was very soft at first, then became blindingly bright, and then there was nothing but light.

The Seraphs who sing praises are like the scorching sun that has fallen to the earth, washing everything with endless light and heat.

“Sizzle…”

The swarming scarabs let out miserable screams under the illumination of the light, and turned into ashes one by one.

"Walk!"

The two continued to move forward.

Wherever the Seraph the Singer passes, light surges and any power that does not belong to him is purified.

He paused.

The dark wizard Abbott quickly stepped forward, carefully examined the patterns on the ground, and finally gave the answer: "It should be due to the movement of the earth's crust. There is a problem with the seal here, causing the power of the ancient god to leak out."

He looked up and said:

"We can seal it back up."

"No!"

The seraph who sang praises shook his head slightly:

"Since it has already emerged from the ruins of time, even if it is sealed again, it will be resurrected sooner or later."

Abbott nodded.

The Ruins of Time are a prison built by the gods, where whispering demons, evil gods and even ancient gods are imprisoned.

There,

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Time stands still and everything returns to its abyss.

The Pantheon only inherited a portion of the power of the gods and is far from being able to rebuild the ruins of time.

Since it is impossible to expel them completely, just kill them directly.

The Singer is a peak fourth-order powerhouse. In terms of strength, he is also among the top among the ancient gods.

Especially, the target cannot move!

"You are guilty!"

Looking straight ahead, the Seraph raised the scepter in his hand lightly, and the light turned into countless arrows of light that pierced into the void.

"ah!"

Screams were heard.

…………

Barrow felt the stone wall and moved forward cautiously.

It was so dark here that even for him whose genes had mutated, he could hardly see things more than one meter away.

It was dead silent, without any sound at all.

'Where is this?'

He was worried and had already had a bad prediction.

There are similar records in the documents of the Night Watch organization, and it is very likely that he has entered the dimensional space.

If you want to get out, there is almost no hope unless you are a third-level space-based extraordinary person.

“Crack…”

A strange noise came from the front.

Barrow suddenly clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the extraordinary item Thunder Boxing Gloves burst out with dazzling lightning and blasted forward.

"Bang!"

More than a dozen black beetles shattered on the spot.

"when……"

"It's me!"

"Ms. Monica, Mr. Blaise!"

Seeing an acquaintance, Barrow felt relieved even though he knew his chances of survival were slim: "What's the situation now?"

"We must have been dragged into the dimension that belongs to the ancient god." Monica lit a torch to illuminate the surroundings and said, "The bad news is that we are likely to be trapped here for the rest of our lives."

"The good news is..."

"The power of the ancient god is not strong, or it can be said that he is imprisoned and cannot use very strong means. We don't have to worry about safety issues in the short term."

"Supernatural beings, ancient gods, dimensional space..." Blaise's eyes were dull and he smiled helplessly:

"If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I would have really doubted the reality of the world."

"Mr. Blaise," Barrow advised, "I was also very scared at first, but you just need to..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, the field suddenly shook violently, and countless pieces of rubble fell from the sky.

"What's going on?"

Blaise screamed in horror.

"There's something wrong with Him!" Monica was delighted:

"Someone is attacking the Ancient God!"

Whoever it is, who can hurt the ancient god through the seal must be a strong man, which is a good thing for them.

"ah!"

Screams rang out in the darkness, the vibrations becoming more and more intense, accompanied by all kinds of strange noises.

"die!"

“Die!”

“I don’t want to die!”

“…”

"Hehe..." At this moment, a delicate and lovely little girl appeared in front of the three people.

The little girl took a bite of a red apple, and her eyes moved around the three people before settling on Monica.

"Little girl, do you want to make a deal with me?"

"trade."

Monica protected Blaise and slowly retreated:

"Are you the ancient god sealed here?"

"That's right." The little girl shrugged.

"I have been sealed for so many years, and finally got the chance to go out, but I am about to die."

"What a pity."

"If you hadn't done evil, you wouldn't have been sealed away." Barrow said in a low voice, "Let us go. Maybe the person outside will forgive you because of your kindness."

"Impossible." The little girl shook her head:

"That person wants the divine power in me, and he will definitely not let me go. But if I die, you will die too."

She licked the corner of her mouth and said:

"Monica, right?"

"If you help me escape, I will let you live. Your blood can break the formation that seals me."

“That’s right!”

The little girl laughed and said, "The man outside who wants to kill me is from some Pantheon. The people there seem to be your mortal enemies."

(End of this chapter)