I lost the sun god

"Evil snake? The evil snake among the two creation snakes that created the world in the legend? But isn't the creation legend just a legend?"

According to legend, before the universe was opened up, there was endless chaos.

In a process as yet unknown, Chaos gave birth to the first gods, Chaos Old Gods.

These ancient gods were divided into two camps of order and chaos according to their own preferences, fighting against each other endlessly, and among all the ancient gods, the most powerful was the pair of good and evil snakes that represented the duality of the universe.

The two giant snakes worked together tirelessly to stir up the chaos. Gradually, the light representing goodness in the chaos rose to the top, forming the Seven Layers of Heaven Mountain, and the darkness representing evil in the chaos sank below, forming the nine layers of hell. The chaos below evolved into the void and the original plane.

Therefore, these two giant serpents are called the Creation Serpents.

"It's just a legend? The gods never said that this legend is false." The old man smiled and said: "Sometimes, the gods didn't say it was false, it might be true."

The young man's teacher glanced at the old man, did a fortune-telling casually, and suddenly became curious, "Are you also a fortune-teller?"

"I'm not a fortune teller." The old man smiled and said, "I'm a magician."

"magician?"

The young man also became curious, "Is it a hidden profession? Can you introduce it so that I can accumulate some knowledge?"

The old man raised his hand with a smile, and a wisp of wine appeared out of thin air, sprinkled on his palm, and automatically condensed together without the wine glass,

"Not releasing magic through the magic net is for magic, and the one who releases magic is a magician!"

Chapter 321: The believers are fighting

Did not feel the fluctuation of the magic net... Is it true that there is no magic released through the magic net?The young man subconsciously turned his head to look at his teacher, only to find that his teacher's mouth had been opened, which seemed to be wide enough to fit a small egg.

"Can you cast spells without using the magic net? The magician you are talking about is a bloodline warlock?"

"No."

The old man slowly put the wine spring in his hand on his lips, and the mellow aroma of wheat entered his mouth leisurely, "Magician is a spell-casting profession with special spell-casting skills. It can cast spells without using magic nets, so it can still be cast in some dead magic areas. Heroes who don’t need to be affected by inert elements, let alone worry about the elemental riots caused by the overload of the magic net.”

"Moreover, a magician can be compatible with any spellcasting profession. After taking office, there is no need to abolish the original profession, and it will not affect your promotion. It can even help you improve your own professional level faster. Of course, it is related to the gods. Except for those professions, after all, the promotion of those professions depends on the devotion and merit to the gods, not your understanding of this profession."

"The most important thing is that, unlike the upper limit of 40 for regular spellcasting professions, the upper limit of a magician is 50. It can break through the blockade of the magic net, allowing you to release some magic that was blocked by the mysterious girl."

After the collapse of the magic net in the third era, the mysterious girl who took over the magic net locked some powerful destructive magic to prevent these magics from destroying the magic net. This action also caused other professions to draw closer in high-end combat power. Closed the distance from the legal profession.

"Really?" the young man asked subconsciously.

"of course it's true."

The old man gently took out a scroll and handed it to him, "This is the job change scroll. If you want to change jobs, just tear it open."

"I hope you can become one of the magicians."

"By the way, I forgot to mention, I am the creator of the magician profession, you can call me Iolum."

Iolum smiled and said, his figure gradually disappeared from the gathering of fortune tellers.

"Iolum? This name is the same as that of the archmage hundreds of thousands of years ago. Is it his admirer or is it him?"

Suddenly, someone responded, "Wait, how did he get in?"

At another party in Belgrade City, Iolum found his student Harry Taylor, who was handing out scrolls everywhere. He looked up at the night sky and started divination.

"Our Highness seems to have encountered a little trouble. He met the snake in hell."

When Harry Taylor heard the word hell snake, he was startled for a second, then opened his mouth, and calmly uttered a name, "Asmodeus?"

"It's it."

Iolum said with a peaceful expression, "The Lord of the Nine Hells, the incarnation of the evil snake, one of the legendary creation twin snakes, and one of the oldest existences in the multiverse."

"Let's go to Burgundy City, where our help may be needed."

……

Burgundy Chester City, outside the Temple of Agriculture.

A crowd of people blocked the Temple of Agriculture, almost everyone had a large or small sign, and some even wrote on their clothes, forehead, face, and back,

"Church of Agriculture get out."

"Burgunchester doesn't need a god of agriculture."

"Expel the farming druid."

"..."

Tens of thousands of voices gathered together, covering almost the entire city of Burgundy.

"What are these civilians doing, expelling the God of Agriculture? Bold, this is blasphemy, a blasphemy against the gods... Guards, where are the guards? Why don't you come and expel these lowly civilians? Why do you let them make trouble at the gate of the Temple of Agriculture?"

Count Husterm in the temple became irritable when he saw the crowd of people outside and the slogans they shouted.

He walked back and forth, looking into the distance from time to time, and became more irritable.

According to past experience, in the case of non-festival celebrations, the guards had already started to drive away such a large-scale gathering, but now none of the guards showed up.

Could it be that all the guards in the city were bought by those guys?

Suddenly, Count Husterm turned to Antonio and asked,

"My lord pastor, what should we do?"

"Wait." Antonio sat cross-legged on the ground, took a nut and stuffed it into the mouth of the big-tailed red rat. The latter used his front teeth to bite open the shell of the nut, sucked and ate the fruit inside. went in.

"Burgenchester is the god of cruel officials, Burgunchester, foreign gods are not welcome here."

"Protecting Burgunchester is everyone's responsibility."

The shouts were like waves covering the waves one after another.

In the Temple of Cruel Officials next door to the Temple of Agriculture, several priests looked out the window with serious expressions. After the bishop heard the slogan, his face suddenly changed.

"Burgunchester doesn't need the God of Agriculture. Who made up this slogan? Has the brain been eaten by the undead? Even the true god dares to be profaned? Are you afraid of being marked by the god, falling into the abyss after death, and becoming the food of the devil?"

"not me."

"It's not me either."

"I don't know who made it up either."

Several priests kicked the ball one after another. They are priests, how could they not know that blasphemy is a serious crime, and the god of agriculture might send down divine punishment at some point.