American Comics: Angel Comes

"Write progress one percent.

"Writing progress five percent.

"Writing progress is ten percent.

"Writing progress is twenty percent."

After successfully writing a magic definition, there will be an extra magic energy around his body.

A week has passed, and the magical energy around Lin Xuan has reached hundreds of paths.

This means that he has learned hundreds of spells.

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

Wang also visited here from time to time, for fear that someone would break in and disturb Lin Xuan's practice.

After all, it is a distinguished guest invited by magician himself.

"Cold, Lin has been in it for more than a week without eating or drinking, will something happen?

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

"Send these meals in, you also need to eat and drink water for magic practice.

Wang said kindly.

"As long as the emperor has energy supply, he can not eat or drink for a long time.

The cold tone was not as stiff as before.

After all, the king is caring about her emperor.

"All right."

Wang took the food back and picked up the magic book again. At this time, Mo Du walked in.

He wanted to go to the library, but was blocked by Leng reaching out his hand.

"No one can enter without the emperor's order."

The cold tone is flat, but there is no doubt.

"Here is Kamar-Taj."1

Moro's face was ugly.

The cold eyes are as cold as ice for ten thousand years, and a faint lightning flashes all over the body.

"Modu, this is what magician told me."

Wang spoke at the right time.

Moro snorted coldly and could only turn around and leave.

Inside the library

Lin Xuan hasn't woken up yet.

"Writing progress is seventy percent.

"Writing progress is eighty percent.

"Writing progress is 100 percent."

"Write complete.

The magic energy around him has reached hundreds, and the powerful energy makes the space tremble, ripples, and spreads throughout the library.

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

After absorbing a lot of magic data, his strength has improved to a higher level, and even if he is facing Ancient One at this time, he will not suffer as much as before.

The next thing to do is to write an operating system in itself.

Operating system, database, computing core, these are the necessary conditions to become a god.

To write into the operating system, it must be compiled in a sacred language, which Lin Xuan did not have the ability to do before.

Now, he is qualified to step into this level.

And the existence of the operating system can make the scope of the final ruling and the ability of the attack skyrocket.

The black like the tide drowned Lin Xuan in the endless darkness.

A bright light appeared, and then enveloped Lin Xuan.

"Activate the Sacred Language,".

The cold voice echoed in the computing power field.

"turning on.

"Startup successful."1

"Make a holy OS compilation."1

"Write in the sacred language.

"Define the operating system.

"Including light energy, dark energy, kinetic energy, nuclear energy, magic, electrical energy."

"Enable system compilation."1

"Writing in the sacred language.

In the field of computing power, Lin Xuan's eyes were closed, and lines of sacred language were written into his body.

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

With the writing of the sacred language, the six-frequency computing core runs rapidly, mobilizing the massive data in the database for intersection.

The final result of technological creation is nothing more than to make a computer grow hands.

Without the existence of an operating system, Lin Xuan can also play a variety of strikes.

But it's not always as good as there is an operating system1

Just like a computer, no matter how high-end the original configuration is, as long as there is no operating system, it cannot exert its real power.

"The compilation of the sacred system is 30% complete."

"The compilation of the sacred system is fifty percent complete."

"The compilation of the sacred system is 180 percent complete."

"The compilation of the sacred system is 100% complete.

"Connecting to database."

"Database connection successful."1

"Turn on data hedging.

"Data hedging completed.

"Start connecting the compute cores.

"Computing core connected successfully.

"Access to the final ruling.

"Accessing."

"The final ruling on access was successful."

"Check the data.

"Prepare to reboot.

"Start rebooting.

"Countdown."1

"5,4,3,2,1"

"Rebooting."

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

Lin Xuan's eyes were tightly closed, and his body was completely covered, without letting any breath or energy fluctuate.

after a few seconds.

A cold voice echoed in the library.

"The computing core is activated.

"Holy OS starts.

"Database started.

His eyes snapped open, his pupils turned golden, his eyes almost condensed into a substantial golden light that made the space tremble.

A powerful energy storm emerges.

Open strike space.

""

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

"Start building Strike Mode.

Under his feet, dazzling rays of light appeared, quickly forming huge amounts of golden hexagrams.

When the six-pointed star appeared, beams of light shot up into the sky. Immediately above the strike space, another huge amounts of hexagrams appeared.

"Definition: Divine Judgment."

"Authority: The Emperor of Angel, the highest authority."1

"Reflective energy.

"Anti-dark energy.

"Antispace.

"Anti-bioenergy.

"Anti-concept.

"Anti-Nuclear Energy."1

"Suppresses all known energies and means of strike of Earth civilization."1

"Activate the Divine Judgment.

Above the sky, huge amounts of six-pointed star array shot out a fierce multicolored light, and the terrifying oppression filled the entire strike space in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the giant sword that turned into Bingjin fell from Lin Xuan.

When the Divine Judgment fell on top of his head, it stopped abruptly, 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 door was pushed back, and he turned his head coldly to see Lin Xuan come out.

"Your Majesty, you are finally out.

A smile appeared on her face.

"Wang, do you have anything to eat, hurry up and get some."

Lin Xuan complained.

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

At this time, Ancient One suddenly appeared in the holy place.

"Lin, have you succeeded?"

He frowned slightly.

"Hey, magician, if there is another fight this time, your space magic won't help me.

Lin Xuan spoke.

"Now that you've finished your studies, you should be ready to leave Kamar-Taj.

Ancient One Road.

"Well, leave after dinner, there are still many things in the company waiting for me to deal with.

Lin Xuan nodded.