Arad's unruly savior

A piece of news came from the Misty Plateau that was enough to shock the God Realm. The Protector of the Earth, Shu Mo, was suddenly swept away in the chaos of war. It was suspected that a powerful Earth Clan member who was proficient in earth magic imprisoned Shu Mo and disappeared underground, without a trace.

This accident undoubtedly caused a great turmoil. Yidan, who was as tall as a tower and thought himself to be a refined scholar, went completely crazy, and his blood roared like a furnace. Some of his believers who were familiar with him secretly criticized him, saying that they believed in your ghost and that you were a stupid refined scholar.

Riel's eyes were also cold, and the bowstring was like a full moon, shooting out arrows that sparked tragic blood flowers.

Almost all of the sleeping palaces on the Misty Plateau were destroyed in the battle, and several suspended islands fell, making a loud and earth-shaking noise.

The supporting airships immediately engaged with the pirates, and a new round of fierce fighting broke out. He Moni also appeared in the Misty Plateau. She was beautiful but did not hesitate to attack. The musical runes seemed to be real at this moment, and they hit several airships and exploded. The flames shot up higher than the sky.

However, after learning that Shu Mo had disappeared, the pirates chose to retreat directly. The airships did not hesitate to fight, but burst out at full speed and left the Misty Plateau, leaving behind a Misty Plateau in ruins and the bodies of many pirates.

"You can't escape, the White Sea has been closed." Yidan roared, his eyes red, and threw the shield in his hand with all his strength. An airship immediately burst into sparks and crashed into the ground.

Riel looked at the scrapped Mist Palace in silence. Whether the mist machinery lifted the surface or Shu Mo was captured, the God of Mist did not move at all.

It seems that Lord Mist God is in a very bad condition and is no longer able to emit even a ray of divine light.

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"They've taken the bait, but there are so many of them." Ye Lin was surprised.

Shu Mo came to the Misty Plateau ostensibly to save the God of Fog, but in fact, she was used as an attractive bait to lure those cunning guys.

Controlling the fog god, commanding the gods, and holding the emperor hostage to control the princes is an unparalleled temptation.

Certain ambitious forces in the divine world must have a strong interest in Shu Mo and are eager to possess her and gain the secret of the God of Mist.

Even if one cannot control the Mist God, the methods that allow one to reach a higher level from it are extremely valuable and worth taking the risk.

But for the time being, they did not dare to openly become enemies with the entire divine world and completely break off relations. They had to use the help of others, so the lawless pirates became the easiest first knife to use.

Ye Lin heard the roar of the whale shark leader before, and wanted to become the emperor above everything, with his words followed by everyone.

He was a little surprised. Hadn't there never been an emperor in the divine world? Where did this concept of ruling come from?

Hiat calmly speculated that it should be a thousand years ago when the gods and heavens were communicating with each other, and at that time there was a very prosperous magic kingdom in heaven.

Although the Magic Kingdom was destroyed by the dragon army of Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, its political structure must have been introduced to the God Realm long ago.

There are also writers from the divine world who have picked up their pens to imagine the various forms of another world today when shipping routes are cut off, depicting a world where the emperor can make the whole world submit to him with just a word.

At the foot of the Misty Plateau, there are villages where ordinary people live, as well as emerald green lakes. Feng Ying holds a straight pole that glows green all over, and uses her inner strength to turn it into a fishing line. While fishing, she says calmly:

"There are emperors among humans, wolf packs have wolf kings who enjoy prey first, and sheep flocks have leaders who lead the way. Life forms that have reached a certain level of wisdom will develop similar social structures. This is the general trend of all things and is inevitable. In fact, the hermit and the fog god are equivalent to the emperors of the divine world."

The ambition of the gods to pursue power has always been there, but the power of the hermit is enough to overwhelm the gods, just like the twelve apostles dominate the demon world.

Sia, who was born into a noble family, nodded and continued, "To be surrounded by people, to be flattered, and to be ordered around at will, this feeling is very pleasant for most people. It is a sinful desire engraved in their bones, a mentality of showing superiority. There are very few people who are able to be incorruptible and willing to be public servants."

Now a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity suddenly emerges, an opportunity to control the God of Mist and be above everything. It is natural that the most evil pirates will go crazy.

"Some people, once they have a little power, would like to squeeze out all its prestige." Hiat was born in the Delos Empire, an empire with a strong class system where similar things were common.

The ambition to control power has always been there, deeply buried, but never extinguished.

Including those airships that came to rescue, they might also have ulterior motives. Shu Mo is like a jade seal of destiny. Whoever can grasp it has the possibility of conquering the God Realm. At least the people in the God Realm think so.

Ye Lin nodded, then skipped the topic of power and said, "The group actions of pirates are still a bit strange. Guyu should be able to bring important news. Fengying, have you taken the bait?"

"I am sitting in the present, fishing for the future. Every second is the past. The one who didn't take the bait the second before was me the second before. Now I have just thrown the hook into the water. It is the present tense." Feng Ying replied seriously.

"So, it's not worth mentioning." Mo Mei suddenly complained.

It's not a big deal, the fishhook just didn't get caught in the fish's mouth.

Xiaoyu smiled and joked, "I heard that with the return of peace on Dark Island, the dormant fishing industry has risen again. The prices of fish, shrimp and crabs in the market are much lower than they were half a month ago."

I'm suggesting that you buy a few so we can have grilled fish tonight.

"Shut up, I won't go to the market to buy it." Feng Ying glared with her beautiful eyes. It was one thing she couldn't catch, but buying fish would be like slapping herself in the face.

It is understandable that a fisherman cannot catch any fish, and it is also understandable that he picks fruits and melons nearby, but buying fish is tantamount to deceiving oneself and violating one's dignity.

Everyone laughed. The atmosphere was neither serious nor worrying. Shu Mo had Guyu by her side. If that guy really started killing, even the demon world would tremble.

Ye Lin naturally knew that Shu Mo could not save the God of Mist from danger, because Shu Mo was not a part of the God of Mist in the traditional sense, like Brother Eagle and Isis.

The condition of the Mist God would improve after fusing Shu Mo, but the root of the Mist God's problem lies in the damage of the World of Recollection. The mysterious space that carries her memories cannot be repaired now. Grayson told her that it can only be replaced by the Star Turtle Library.

Shu Mo’s relationship is more like that of Mailu and Nimer. She is a seed born from the fog god’s desire for “life” and possesses everything beautiful and pure.

How the stars twinkle, how the seasons change, the waves hitting the soft sand... She wants to keep these beautiful memories. The God of Mist wants to prove that she loves the divine world, has been to the divine world, and still wants to live, so the kind-hearted Shu Mo was born.

In other words, the Mist God had suffered a huge trauma in his "head" and was bleeding profusely. The fusion with Shu Mo could only be considered a blood transfusion, which could provide temporary relief but could not heal the fatal wound.

Moreover, the price of fusion is that Shu Mo will disappear, and the people in the divine world do not know the secret.

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Shu Mo was swept away by the ochre-colored light. Huge stones wrapped around her body, and she had a strong sense of movement. When her vision lit up again, she had appeared inside a mysterious airship. Surrounded by people with fiery eyes and masked faces, some of them had the aura of the origin level.

"Who are you?" Shu Mo did not panic. She maintained a calmness that was not in line with her age, and her little face was as calm as water.

The star turtle Wumu was not abducted with her, only she was taken alone.

"As you can see, they are just pirates trying to make a living." A man wrapped in black clothes had a hoarse voice, one eye was blind, and the other eye was fierce, and there was a bloody smell on his body.

He directly asked what he wanted to know, and said, "We want to know how to transcend the realm of origin. As the strongest person in the God Realm, the God of Mist should know something about it."

Shu Mo remained silent and refused to answer, but her eyes were bright.

Because I really don’t know the answer to your question. I’m not even at the origin level.

The one-eyed man stood up suddenly and said hoarsely, "Could it be that the God of Mist is also one of those pedantic old guys in the Gear Workshop, monopolizing the glory, keeping it secret, and refusing to benefit the God Realm?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several unhappy glances were directed at him from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)