The Wizarding Age

No one can ignore ‘prophecy’.

Including God.

After hearing such a terrible 'prophecy' from Vesenna's mouth, all the elves and gods fell into extreme panic.

They gathered around and asked a series of questions in an attempt to get more and more detailed information. There were even two gods who couldn't wait to ask Visenna to immediately hold a grand prayer ceremony for destiny, praying directly to Mother Earth for the final answer.

Distraught by the noise from the gods, the goddess of luck, Vesenna, tore off the black cloth covering her eyes and roared at the top of her lungs: "Prayer of fate? This is the price I pay for holding the prayer of fate..."

The goddess of luck, Vesenna, looks like a young and beautiful girl. She has a tall and slender figure, a delicate and beautiful face, a laurel wreath on her head, a tulle dress, a lucky clover in her hand, and soft shoes on her feet. Moccasin boots.

She possesses the priesthood of 'luck', and also has some authority in the fields of 'fertility' and 'prophecy'. Among the elves and gods, he is an auxiliary god and does not have any vocation or power in the field of combat.

However, at this moment, Visenna, who had pulled off the black cloth, presented her miserable and pitiful side in front of the gods.

Her once beautiful pupils had disappeared, replaced by two strange purple fires. Purple flames burned quietly in the eye sockets, and the pungent smell that rose up after the flesh and blood was burned lost its cover and rushed towards the face, causing every elf and god who saw this scene to have a slight change in their complexion and expressions of silence. .

"Sister Visenna, you are injured...you, why don't you get treatment quickly?" Miwei, the goddess of moonlight, stepped forward to hold her hand distressedly and asked impatiently.

As she spoke, Miwei couldn't help but cast an 'advanced restoration technique' on the empty eye sockets.

A 'high-level restoration technique' performed by a god himself, as long as the person is still breathing and is not completely dead, even the most serious injury can be healed instantly and restored to the original state.

If this god still has some authority in the field of 'life', then the 'restoration technique' he uses can even revive the dead, and can directly turn a pile of bones into a living person...

The emerald green moon power continued to pour into Visenna's eyes, washing away the strange purple fire, and a pair of beautiful pupils began to appear out of thin air, trying to repair them as before. Unfortunately, at the moment when the pupils were about to take shape, the purple fire suddenly surged, once again burning the surging natural magic into scattered moon power.

The ‘Advanced Restoration Technique’ failed!

As if stimulated by the power of the moon, the originally quiet purple fire suddenly swelled up a bit, threatening to burst out of the eye sockets and burn everything.

Fortunately, Yurga, the source of the forest, was waiting by the side. When he saw that the situation was not good, he opened his big hands, and the green natural power turned into countless dense and wonderful natural spells and poured in front of the purple fire, giving it an expanding and burning posture. Pressed back.

As soon as the natural power came into contact with the purple fire, Yurga, the source of the forest, frowned.

"What a strange flame..."

"There are traces of law in it..."

"Damn it, it can even ignite my natural power..."

The deeper the experience, the tighter Yurga's brows furrowed. In the end, he even exclaimed and became quite confused.

Saoirse, who had been watching with cold eyes, sighed, took the black cloth from Visenna's hand, recited a mysterious spell, and then carefully covered her eyes and sealed them again.

"Don't touch this kind of flame directly. It has very strange properties and can burn with any energy and substance. Once entangled, you can never get rid of it!" Saoirse said quietly: "Including divine power!"

After all, she is the main god of elves, and Visenna is both her partner and her subordinate god.

But when her subordinates were in such danger, she was unable to save them from the pain. Anyone would feel aggrieved, resentful, and uncomfortable.

But the embarrassing facts were right in front of her, and she couldn't hide or pretend, so she could only tell everything in a depressed mood.

"...Visenna was the 'revelation' she received one day ago..."

"The revelation was very vague and inexplicable. Visenna only had a premonition that a terrible disaster was about to come, but she knew nothing about the source of the disaster or the way it would strike..."

"She found me, and I felt something about this disaster..."

"So, in order to avoid panic, I did not spread the news, but asked her to secretly hold a destiny prayer ceremony in the Kingdom of God, in order to obtain further and clearer information..."

"Unfortunately, the ceremony failed, and Visenna also suffered a backlash from fate. Her eyes were entangled with this strange flame and she could never get rid of it..."

As if being stimulated by Saoirse's words, Visenna, whose face was twisted in pain, suddenly roared: "No, the ceremony did not fail. We got a response from Mother Earth..."

Yurga asked in a deep voice: "What kind of response?"

"fire……"

"This fire is the response..."

Visenna roared in pain, and every god present felt the same, and seemed to have experienced the terrifying feeling of purple fire burning the body.

It stands to reason that they have become gods and are no longer affected by earthly fire, cold, poison, disease and other natural disasters. But it doesn't mean that their bodies can withstand the burning of the flame of rules.

The damage of the flame of rules comes from the level of rules, not the physical level.

Therefore, the immune characteristics of the divine body are almost useless against the flame of rules!

Yurga took a deep breath and speculated softly: "Could the disaster predicted by Visenna come from fire? Could it be that an unprecedented terrible fire will break out in the Farn Continent?"

"What kind of fire can ignite the entire Farn Continent? Moreover, if it is an ordinary forest fire, how can it threaten us who have become gods?" Silsa analyzed calmly, obviously disagreeing with Yurga's judgment.

"Yes, how can the flame of rules with the breath of laws be generated naturally?" Moonlight Goddess Mi Wei joined in and said: "In my opinion, it is a powerful enemy who wants to attack us, and the ability it possesses is the flame of rules..."

As soon as these words came out, several elf gods present nodded in agreement.

"There is no fire god on the human side, and those sea beasts are mainly water-based. Where do the enemies who want to attack us come from?" Silsa had a splitting headache. There were too many things she couldn't figure out.

"Humans have been hostile to us for many years. We know exactly what kind of people are in our pantheon. It is almost impossible to secretly create a powerful god of fire... so that side can be ruled out!" Mako, the god of archery, also spoke.

"Sea beasts..."

Several elven gods scratched their heads, obviously knowing very little about the development of sea beasts, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

"Could it be that the enemy is not in this plane, but comes from the outside world?" Moonlight Goddess Mi Wei asked softly.

Hearing this, all the gods were shocked.

From the information collected so far, this guess is undoubtedly the biggest and most reliable!

"The fire element plane wants to invade our world?" Ranger God Eisner guessed in surprise.

Saoirse shook her head and retorted: "If it is the plane of fire elements, the entire plane of Faen will not be spared, and humans and sea beasts will also feel it at the same time. But I have explored that there is no similar "revelation" or "prophecy" on the human continent. This disaster seems to be aimed at our elves..."

"Against us? In other words, it is the enemy of the elves..." The Moonlight Goddess murmured, "Could it be those witches?"

With this sentence as an introduction, Visenna, who has part of the "prophecy" priesthood, suddenly trembled slightly, and seemed to sense something vaguely.

"Wizard..."

"Our enemy this time is a wizard..."

"He is covered with flames all over his body, and has become a complete flame monster..."

"I saw him, he, his name is...Grim!"

As soon as the last sentence came out, it was like breaking some kind of secret balance. The terrifying rule flame flowed out of the void and swept Visenna's whole body like kerosene.

"Ah..."

Even though she was a goddess, Visenna was no different from a mortal when she encountered this kind of flame that ignored magic resistance. She could not come up with any other means to deal with it except screaming and struggling madly.

The purple flame was burning fiercely, as if it could directly absorb the natural divine power in Visenna's body and transform it into nutrients for its own crazy expansion and burning, and it seemed to devour this lucky goddess in one fell swoop.

The several elven gods gathered around had never thought that Visenna would suffer such a terrible backlash just from a simple prophecy. They hurriedly cast divine arts, and the brilliance of healing divine arts such as "Advanced Restoration", "Rejuvenation", and "Praise of Life" shone on Visenna's body one after another.

Unfortunately, all the divine arts were like adding fuel to the fire. Not only did they fail to extinguish the flames and save Visenna, but they made the already burning purple fire even more crazy. In front of the gods, the goddess of luck, Visenna, was burned into a human-shaped torch by the purple fire, and the screams of pain and madness from the depths of the torch were endless.

This is the gap between rank and strength!

After all, Visenna is a god in the Faen plane and is respected as the goddess of luck by the world, but in fact she is only a 5th-level strength. According to the most strict rank classification in the multiverse, she can only be regarded as a pseudo-god, that is, a demigod in the eyes of the world.

Therefore, as a demigod, she encountered the 6th-level rule flame, and her miserable end can be imagined!

"All of you get out of the way..."

Saoirse, the only god with a 6th-level identity among the gods present, stood up. She waved her left hand, and a strange and exquisite natural staff mysteriously emerged.

The staff paused.

The mighty natural divine power condensed into emerald green rain and spring water that sprinkled all over Visenna's body. The previously unstoppable explosive flames were immediately extinguished, leaving only wisps of black smoke.

And Visenna's charcoal-like divine body also became pink, smooth, holy and beautiful again under the nourishment of abundant divine power. However, her legs did not seem to have fully recovered, and were still charred like charcoal. In the cracks that opened, you could vaguely see the purple flames shining inside her body...