Miman: Angels come

“One percent write progress.”

“Five percent write progress.”

“Ten percent write progress.”

“Twenty percent write progress.”

Successfully write a magic definition, and there will be an extra magical energy around his body.

A week had passed, and the magical energy around Lin Xuan had reached hundreds of ways.

This means that he has learned hundreds of magics.

Standing in front of the library with a cold face and expressionless face, like an expressionless stone sculpture.

Wang also came here from time to time to take a look, afraid that someone would break in and disturb Lin Xuan’s cultivation.

After all, it was an honorable guest personally invited by the mage.

“Cold, Lin has been staying in it for more than a week without eating or drinking, will something happen.”

That morning, Wang came again, carrying a bowl of rice and two dishes.

“You send these meals in, and the magic practice also needs to eat and drink.”

Wang said kindly.

“As long as the emperor has an energy supply, he can go without eating or drinking for a long time.”

The cold tone was not as stiff as before.

After all, Wang is concerned about her emperor.

“Okay.”

The king brought the food back and picked up the magic book again, when Mordo walked in.

I wanted to go inside the library, but I was blocked by Leng reaching out.

“No one can enter without the emperor’s order.”

The cold tone was flat, but unquestionable.

“This is Karma Taj.”

Mordo’s face was ugly.

The cold gaze was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and there was a faint lightning bolt all over his body.

“Mordo, this is what the mage explained.”

Wang spoke at the right time.

Mordo snorted coldly and could only turn and leave.

Inside the library

Lin Xuan had not yet woken up.

“Seventy percent write progress.”

“Eighty percent write progress.”

“One hundred percent write progress.”

“Write complete.”

The magical energy around him had reached hundreds of dundreds, and the powerful energy made the space tremble, ripple, and spread throughout the library.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, his two eyes were glowing with colorful colors, and soon, all the colors disappeared, and the magical energy surrounding his body entered his body and was absorbed by the cells.

After absorbing a large amount of magic data, his strength has reached a higher level, and at this time, even against the Ancient One, he will not suffer as much as before.

The next thing to do is to write a set of operating systems into your own body.

Operating system, database, computing core, this is a necessary condition to become a god.

To write to the operating system, it must be compiled in sacred language, and Lin Xuan was not able to do it before.

Now, he is qualified to step into this level.

And the presence of an operating system can skyrocket the strike range and strike capability of the final ruling.

The black like a tide submerged Lin Xuan and placed him in endless darkness.

A bright light appeared, followed by Lin Xuan.

“Activate the Divine Language.”

The icy voice echoed in the field of computing power.

“Starting.”

“Started successfully.”

“Do a holy operating system compilation.”

“Write the divine language.”

“Define the operating system.”

“Including light, dark, kinetic, nuclear, magic, electricity.”

“Start system compilation.”

“Divine language is being written.”

In the realm of computing power, Lin Xuan’s eyes were closed, and one after another divine language was written into his body.

Every sacred language is a shining pearl born in the development of angelic civilization in hundreds of thousands of years.

With the writing of sacred language, the six-band computing core runs quickly, mobilizing the massive amount of data in the database for convergence.

The final result of technology creating gods is nothing more than making a computer grow hands.

Without the existence of an operating system, although Lin Xuan can also exert a variety of strike methods.

But it’s not always as convenient as an operating system.

Just like a computer, no matter how high-end the configuration is, as long as it does not have an operating system, it cannot exert its true power.

“Thirty percent of the divine system is compiled.”

“Fifty percent of the compilation of the divine system.”

“The divine system is 180% complete.”

“The Divine System is 100% compiled.”

“Connecting to database.”

“Database connection successful.”

“Turn on data hedging.”

“Data hedging complete.”

“Start connecting compute cores.”

“The core connection is successful.”

“Access Final Decision.”

“Accessing.”

“The final ruling of access was successful.”

“Check the data.”

“Ready to restart.”

“Start rebooting.”

“Countdown.”

“5，4，3，2，1″

“Restarting.”

All energy disappeared, the light dissipated, and in the realm of computing power, the darkness faded like a tide.

Lin Xuan’s eyes were closed, and he didn’t let any breath or energy fluctuate.

A few seconds later.

The icy voice echoed in the library.

“Compute core starts.”

“Divine OS boots.”

“Database start.”

His eyes opened suddenly, his two pupils turned golden, and his gaze was almost condensed into a substantial golden light that made the space tremble.

A powerful storm of energy appears.

“Open the strike space.”

“Boom”

The next moment, Lin Xuan appeared directly in another space.

“Start building strike mode.”

Under his feet, dazzling rays of light appeared, quickly forming a huge golden six-pointed star.

When the six stars appeared, pillars of light rose into the sky. Immediately above the strike space, another huge six-pointed star array appeared.

“Definition: Divine Ruling.”

“Authority: Emperor of Angels, highest authority.”

“Reflective energy.”

“Anti-dark energy.”

“Anti-space.”

“Antibiotic.”

“Anti-conceptual.”

“Anti-nuclear.”

“Suppress all known energies and means of strike of the Earth civilization.”

“Initiate the divine ruling.”

Above the heavenly dome, the huge six-pointed star array shot out a violent multicolored light, and instantly terrifying oppression filled the entire strike space.

Immediately afterwards, this multicolored light turned into a golden giant sword, which fell from the sky and fell towards Lin Xuan.

When the divine ruling fell on top of his head, he suddenly stopped, and the words turned into a ray of light and entered Lin Xuan’s body.

The strike space disappeared and he appeared in the library.

The long-lost gate was retreated, turned around coldly, and saw Lin Xuan walking out.

“Emperor, you are finally out of customs.”

A smile appeared on her face.

“Wang, if there is anything to eat, hurry up and get some.”

Lin Xuan complained.

Wang, who was concentrating on reading, walked out quickly.

At this time, Gu Yi suddenly appeared in the temple.

“Lin, you succeeded?”

His brows furrowed slightly.

“Hehe, mage, if you fight again this time, your spatial magic will not be able to help me.”

Lin Xuan spoke.

“Now that you’ve finished your studies, you should be ready to leave Karma Taj.”

Ancient one.

“Well, just leave after eating, there are still many things waiting for me to deal with in the company.”

Lin Xuan nodded.