Lord of the Heavens

Chapter 41 Follow-up
The influence of God's appearance is still fermenting.

After Zhao Qu left, the huge phantom reappeared in the city of Athens, Greece, and it became bigger and bigger.

When more and more people see this phantom, the light particles of those beliefs will gather more and more, and correspondingly, Athena's divine power will become greater.

After all, she is the only god who believes in God. It is normal to harvest a wave of faith under the miracle.

America.

In a resplendent palace, the leaders of the major chaebols gathered, and their goal was obviously the increasingly exaggerated miracle of Athena.

"Gods appeared in Greece, and the pattern of the world is about to change. What do you think?" An old figure asked.

There is a sense of majesty in his tone, which seems to be the temperament cultivated for a long time in a high position.

"What do you think, lie down and watch, or try to see if nuclear bombs can kill gods? Don't be stupid, if you are a bird now, you are courting death." A young white man half-lying, said indifferently.

"Jeffrey, don't make sarcastic remarks. Your industry will not feel good if the structure changes." A middle-aged man said angrily.

"Oh, what I said is the truth, how about I send you a few missiles for you to try?" Jeffrey said indifferently.

His family was in the arms business, so he was completely worthy of these people, and now that the young people were in power, he couldn't understand the style of these old guys for a long time, so he spoke very casually.

"you"

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak, he was interrupted by the old man who spoke first: "Jeffrey, tell me what you think."

Jeffrey's face became a little more serious when facing the old man, and he said seriously: "It's best for ordinary people not to interfere in these matters. Isn't the thirteenth district related to an old mage? Maybe you can ask."

Everyone had different expressions when they heard it. They had all received the report from the thirteenth district, but [-]% of them didn't believe it.

There was even a person who looked a little evasive, and he was one of them who didn't believe him, and it was his order to even transfer those spells by trading with Valon.

At first, I thought it was a trick released by some political opponents, but now it is different. The things captured by the satellite are not fake. The miracle of that level is no longer simulated by modern technology.

The old man's eyes also brightened slightly. He was very satisfied with the answer. Professional matters should be left to professional people.

Before everyone could speak, Jeffrey returned to that lazy attitude and said, "By the way, I would like to remind you that the old man may be a very strong person, so your attitude should be better."

"You seem to know that old man well?" asked a middle-aged woman, one of the few women present.

However, in a country controlled by capital, it is not surprising that anyone appears.

"I don't think you have read the report of the thirteenth district seriously. Go and see for yourself. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Jeffrey said as he stood up and walked outside. He didn't pay attention to this meeting at all. mean.

Most of the other people didn't care about his attitude when they saw him. Everyone was capital and only valued benefits, and they didn't care so much about these vain rituals.

Only a few families with a relatively long heritage showed some dissatisfaction with his attitude, such as the middle-aged man who first pissed people off.

At this time, he said with dissatisfaction: "This kind of attitude is too outrageous. I have already said that nothing good will happen if this kind of kid with no hair grows in power."

"His father is an arms tycoon. This kind of thing is not useful if we outsiders oppose it. What's more, what he said is not unreasonable. There is really no good end for mortals and gods." Someone retorted.

"That"

"Stop arguing, now we should discuss how to connect with District [-]." The old man patted the table lightly and said.

The scene fell silent for a moment, obviously, the old man was still very dignified here.

At the same time, various countries also started similar meetings.

Huaxia, Mount Tai.

The archmage stood with his hands behind his back, and was quietly looking into the distance. Behind him, a picture was highlighted, which was also a meeting.

However, unlike other meetings, what was agreed at this meeting has little to do with the gods, and is a matter for the Academy of Magic.

It's just that the great mage's heart is not on it. He is now observing his own cultivation base. The cultivation base that has not been touched for more than ten years has actually improved a little today.

He understands that this is the emergence of a new powerhouse who drives the world forward, and he understands these reasons.

Even sometimes, it would be a good thing for mages like them to release some demons, but he couldn't.

From the period of the Republic of China to the present, he has experienced too many things. Although he is happy to have a breakthrough in strength, what the progress of the world needs is the foreshadowing of blood.

This is not cost-effective for him, he likes peace, or he likes Taoist philosophy.

Do not fight, do nothing.

It's a pity that things don't last forever
The archmage sighed, waved his hand, and the image behind him disappeared.

He continued to look into the distance, but this time he looked in a different direction. It was America, and it was also where his most proud disciple was.

Looking at him, he murmured: "It's an eventful autumn!"

"Father, has the god really descended?" Chen Long asked in surprise when he saw the information obtained from the satellite in District [-].

The old man remained silent. He tried to break through earlier, but it was a pity that something was always missing, resulting in no change in strength. In fact, he could also think of this.

Probably, the revived gods this time are on the side of righteousness. If the righteousness suppresses the blackness, then only demons and those blackness wizards can be strengthened.

Suddenly, my father thought of something. It was the information I saw when I was responding to the book about demons. It was a battle armor, the armor of an undead god.

Thinking of this, the old man glanced at Chen Long, and thinking of Xiaoyu's identity, the sadness on his face dissipated a little.

"True, help Dad prepare magic." Dad did not answer Chen Long's words, but directly ordered Truh.

Trudeau, who was watching satellite images with Xiaoyu, immediately stood up when he heard his father's call and replied, "Okay sir."

"Did a demon appear?" Xiaoyu raised her head and asked curiously.

"No, no, there is a battle armor that we must obtain, it will be Chen Long's capital to fight against demons." The old man shook his head and said.

Seeing what Chen Long wanted to say, the old man interrupted directly: "There is one more thing, the old man is thirsty and needs hot tea."

What Chen Long originally wanted to ask was pushed back, and he could only say: "Okay dad."

Papa: "One more thing, Papa's magic requires garlic."

Chen Long: "Okay, I'll get ready right away."

Dad: "One more thing, Dad needs books about undead gods."

Dad: "One more thing"

(End of this chapter)