Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3337 There is a picture and the truth

Reporter Nasha touched the jacket on his right arm in a daze. Half a wooden board had just flown past violently, tearing a rip in his clothes, almost sticking to his skin, causing an extremely strong pulling sensation.

If the adventurer hadn't pulled him in time from the left, the force of the half board would have caused him to break bones on the spot.

Nasha broke out in a cold sweat and was terrified.

Although he had some savings as a reporter in Wulan, money is the most precious thing in the world. One accident could make all his savings accumulated over several years of hard work go to waste.

He is right-handed, and after breaking his right arm he could no longer write his own news articles, so he had to give up his work for a while to recover.

The newspaper will not consider this kind of private extra work as work injury.

Then he had to pay for medical bills, living expenses, rent, water bills... a huge expense was waiting for him. Fortunately, there was almost no such thing as "electricity bills" in the divine world.

One of his journalist colleagues once invited him to drink. Half drunk and half awake, he laughed and said, "We who live in the fog are like sheep being chased by lions. We can't stop running for a moment, unless we die."

Ye Lin looked at the mirror in Zenas's hand with great interest. It was oval in shape, about one foot high and half a foot wide, with a smooth surface. The frame was made up of angels embracing each other with folded wings, laurel branches, ears of wheat at harvest, and other distorted and unclear symbols. The frame was silver-plated.

"The mirror does have some magical power, but this mirror is obviously not the real thing, but a crude imitation."

On the way here, reporter Nasha told him that the practice of believing in mirrors had already shown signs a few months ago and originated in the slums.

Many people who are powerless in life do not believe in harmony, equality, agreement and other beautiful words. They think that the world reflected in the mirror is the real world.

They believe that the truth and salvation are hidden in the mirror.

The objects reflected in the mirror are the opposite of those in the real world, so the real world of gods must be full of fraud, class, and lies.

"It feels like a déjà vu of the violent search team from before." Ye Lin looked at Zenas, who had a cold expression, and asked Nasha, "Didn't the act of believing in the mirror attract Wu Lan's attention? How many people believe in this magic mirror?"

The other person's skin was quite pale, which might be due to long-term malnutrition. He was thin, which might also be due to nutritional problems. His short gray hair was messy and obviously not taken care of. There was no trace of valuable aura on his body.

"Wulan has investigated it, but found no result. They just regard it as a spiritual sustenance for a group of homeless people. I understand it as cigarettes." Nasha made a little joke in the stiff atmosphere.

Everyone knows that smoking is harmful to health, but the number of smokers increases every year, and only a few people can quit.

“I haven’t counted the number of people, but it’s definitely not small.”

At first, Nasha only regarded it as a twisted spiritual sustenance, and found an excuse for his laziness and lack of ambition by believing in some strange things.

Then they pin their hopes on the non-existent unknown to save themselves and achieve their goal of getting something for nothing.

Nasha didn't know who was the first to believe in the mirror world.

But the half piece of wood that just passed by, the cold and cruel aura around Zenas, and the crazy look in his eyes, all clearly showed that some huge changes had taken place in his fellow countryman that he was not aware of.

Mirrors really have magic.

Zenas' voice was as hoarse as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time, and it was full of arrogance. "Look, Nasha, I have received God's revelation. I have mastered the power that only a few people can use."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and scattered a piece of orange-red flame, which fell on the nearby broken wooden boards like burning gasoline. Within a few seconds, the wooden boards and tarpaulin were burning together, and his slightly dirty mattress was also ignited.

"This is fire, and there is wind!" Zenas made a few gestures, and suddenly the wind blew up, and the fire burned more fiercely, igniting the roofs of several other wooden houses nearby.

"Zinas, stop it now. Arson is an unforgivable crime in Wulan. You will be hunted down by hunters, imprisoned in the lowest prison, or even executed." Nasha's face changed. Even if Zinas gained some extraordinary power, how could he compete with Wulan. There are no laws in the God Realm, but Wulan has its own set of rules. All the major forces that have settled there, including ordinary people, must keep in mind the rules. The first rule is that fighting is prohibited.

Then the battle rules included all the power systems of the God Realm, prohibiting arson, playing with water, and all external use of magic...

Ye Lin smiled. The Demon Attack Team had a lot of responsibilities, and arresting people was actually within their job scope.

Perhaps we can consider developing the Demon Fighting Team into a police force.

“Stop.” Ye Lin’s voice was calm and a little compassionate. The moment the words fell, the fiercely burning flames seemed to be strangled by the throat of death and disappeared completely in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that the unburned wooden board looked like black charcoal, Nasha would have thought it was an illusion.

This is the magic of magic! Nasha felt a flash of envy in his eyes.

Even in the divine world where spirits surge from the earth and yin and yang descend from the sky, magic is still a noble power that only a very few can wield.

Ye Lin warned Zenas calmly, saying, "You don't even know what basic magic is, nor can you use mist, and you don't have a good teacher to teach you. You just sit there for a while and suddenly you understand how to use magic, and multi-element magic. Even Ozma is not as exaggerated as you."

Ozma is a magical genius that all the elves admire. No matter how difficult the magic is, he can master it as long as he is taught once. He can also understand more ways to use it and have multiple solutions to one problem.

"The power you use to activate magic is your life force. In two or three years at most, you will have exhausted all your life force and then die of weakness. If you encounter a fierce battle during this period, your life force will be further reduced."

Ye Lin pointed his finger, and a silver-framed mirror flew from Zenas's hand, shattered it halfway, and then extracted a rather mysterious aura from it.

“I seem to have heard someone say that the shape of this mirror… is of great significance.” Ye Lin judged that this mirror was just a crude imitation, but because its appearance was similar to the original, it might have been placed together with the original, so it possessed some special abilities.

Unexpectedly, after seeing Ye Lin smash the mirror, the cold and bloodless face of Zenas suddenly began to distort. He yelled and knelt on the ground to pick up the fragments of the mirror, regardless of the sharp edges that might cut his hands.

"You are defiling the gods. Why do you want to strangle the channels for ordinary people like us to master magical power? The reflection of the mirror is indeed correct. Greed, selfishness, and fraud are the essence of the world."

Along with Zenas' hysterical anger, noises came from the simple houses built with wooden boards, and then people with cold and emotionless faces walked out one by one.

They were men and women, young and old, and all held a silver-framed mirror in their hands, one foot high and half a foot wide.

Reporter Nasha's scalp suddenly felt numb, and a chill ran to the top of his head. The mirrors in those people's hands were facing himself and the adventurer. The smooth mirror surface reflected the figures of the two, and the edges were shining silver. It was like a cage from another world, with countless figures of reporter Nasha and adventurers stacked on top of each other.

"Did you bring a camera? This is big news." Ye Lin turned around and teased.

Although Nasha is a music columnist, as long as the news is sensational enough, he doesn't care what column it is.

Moreover, there are currently no "Photoshopped" fog machines in the divine world, which means that pictures reveal the truth, and what is photographed is real.

"I..." Nasha grinned stiffly. He is indeed an adventurer. He even has the mind to make jokes in this situation.

Ye Lin retracted his gaze and shouted, "How long are you going to be obsessed? Wake up!"

His divine words contained extraordinary divine power. After he shouted out one sentence, there were crisp "bang, pop" sounds everywhere, which blew up all the mirrors and woke up all the confused people.

"Who gave you the mirror?" Ye Lin asked Zenas, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"F...Fris, Frith of Doom."