"grown ups!"

City of Louis, suburbs.

A group of "guardians" surrounded an old man and slowly got off the carriage.

The old man's clothes are simple, with the emblem of various plants on his clothes. He wears a wooden crown and emits a circle of turquoise green light.

This is the magical artifact given to the Natural Vatican by the Mother of Nature - "Nature's Fellowship"! It not only greatly improves the physical fitness of the wearer, but also the "Great Recovery Technique" that once every ten days is claimed to be able to recover the magical art as before as long as there is no death.

It has always been run by the Pope and serves as a symbol of the power of the Church.

At this time, the old man's identity is self-evident. He is the pope of the Natural Vatican, Louis Klester.

"According to the oracle of my god, a floating city will appear at the right place and at the right time. This is the treasure of the ancient magician civilization..."

Louis spoke, his voice low with a compelling force.

"This is a gift God has given us. We must get it!"

The old man's eyes glanced at the audience.

All the Guardians and the High Bishops bowed their heads devoutly: "Praise nature!"

Pope Louis's eyes passed over them, looking at somewhere in the void, and suddenly waved his hand.

A tiny explosion sounded.

In the sky, something seemed to explode and spread out into light.

...

"Natural Holy See, even the Pope came in person..."

In the city of Louis, in a manor.

The atmosphere of darkness and silence always enveloped the surroundings, and a dissatisfied voice suddenly echoed: "This is not the Kingdom of Forrest!"

"And the church of the God of Knowledge... They also forgot that this is the land protected by my Lord!"

With the words, arms emerged from the soil outside, their skin was pale and with traces of decay.

"Go...the servant of death!"

"The mystery of ancient magicians can only be obtained by the Death Church!"

The figures of walking corpse suddenly recovered from the soil, with the smell of corpse. They disappeared into the void in just a few steps.

They are not ordinary walking zombies, but also have the characteristics of "undead". They are between illusion and reality, and ordinary attacks are difficult to harm them.

This is also the trump card of the Death Church.

...

"Look... the starry sky tonight is so dazzling and beautiful..."

Sulu pointed to the sky.

"Mr. Turing, the right time, and the ancient magician..."

Behind him, Valen asked with a confused look on his face, "What the hell is going on?"

"At that time... the war between gods caused the entire continent to collapse the magic net, the floating city fell to the ground, and the magicians were almost extinct... However, there was another floating city left, and it was the 'Glorious Number'!"

Sulu smiled and said, "By evading into the outer space, they gained a breathing opportunity and developed the 'magic network energy core' technology, which is a reduced-type regional magic network, becoming the new energy core of the floating city and supporting the magicians' spells... They have been looking for a way home and will return to this world when the stars shine."

"Aren't a saint, isn't a magician?" Varun murmured to himself.

"The top technology of ancient civilizations is beyond your imagination. Of course, it is far inferior to this era in terms of popularity..."

Suludao.

Whether it is superstring or magic, qualifications are required.

Steam machinery is different, and can be operated by ordinary people after training.

Compared with the number here, ten thousand times the minimum is the number.

Valen looked up at the sky.

I saw a dark cloud floating towards me, covering the moon, and many stars shining with light.

At the same time, over the city of Louis, the void fluctuated faintly.

The next moment, countless lines were twisted, collapsed inwardly into a black dot, exploded suddenly, forming a huge black hole.

The figure of a certain floating city breaks out of the black hole and looks down at all!

——Glorious name!

After years of separation from this world, the magician's hard work finally returned to the material world!

"Is this...the material world?"

On the floating city, a row of big magicians looked at this scene, and their eyes couldn't help but be moist.

They are descendants of the first generation of glorious remnants.

As time goes by, most of the first generation died of old age, but the belief and hope of "going home" were passed down from generation to generation.

"Yes, we're back!"

The legendary magician of the golden robe, Jon, raised his staff: "We not only return to our homes, but also take revenge on those who once hurt us!"

He looked at the people behind him: "Have the calculation result been made?"

"It has come out, and the magic net rules in the material world have been destroyed. Once we leave the floating city and cast spells, our power will be weakened by 53.97%!"

"But... this world does reject gods, that is, gods cannot come in real life. If they come to incarnate, they will be suppressed."

Two great magicians set out and said loudly.

"I saw a brand new country... This world no longer belongs to us."

Another magician looked at the city below and suddenly sighed.

"As long as we are still there and as long as the floating city is still there, the magic empire will not die out. I think it is very good here and is suitable for us to re-establish the country."

Jon said loudly.

They did not think about the mortals below at all.

After all, in the traditional thinking of magicians, if you don’t understand magic, you can hardly be considered a human being.

Only a magician is the real existence that rules everything!

And the years of savings have given them enough confidence. With the blessing of the floating city, even if the gods descend to their incarnation, they may not be able to fight!

...

suburbs.

Louis looked at the huge floating city, his expression constantly changing.

Obviously, the invasion of such a powerful ancient force will inevitably have a profound impact on the continental structure.

But at this moment, he seemed to hear something and knelt down humbly.

"Oracle...the goddess will come to His incarnation!"

Louis stood up and looked at the group of guardians behind him: "Those magicians are sinners of history and should not be reproduced on the earth."

"We will receive everything, including the floating city!"

...

"What a bold one, magicians!"

On the ground, Sulu looked at this scene and sighed.

After all, Ilya is a magician. If these magicians can recognize the reality and no longer mention "revenge" or something, perhaps He can tolerate it.

But now, due to the advancement of technology, these magicians have regained their arrogant personality. They even thought that having a floating city would be enough to compete with the incarnation of the gods in the material world.

Such a mentality is very dangerous, and even Taklau may not protect them anymore.

‘Maybe about the same amount…but the essence of the gods is not so easy to resist…’

"What did you foresee?"

Valen couldn't help asking.
Chapter completed!