I lost the sun god

Seeing that it was Leker Kadir, the young man also lowered his voice and said the matter, "The prophesied crown last night predicted that a huge disaster will befall the Hespard Islands in the near future."

Huge disaster?

Rekelkadir asked in a low voice, "What disaster? Did the prophecy crown predict what specific disaster it is?"

The young man shook his head slowly,

"The crown of prophecy did not predict the specific disaster, but only saw a golden figure disappearing in a flash."

Laker Kader's complexion sank like water.

The prophecy crown is an extremely powerful prophecy artifact, even gods can be predicted, but now it can't predict disasters, it can only explain one thing, there is a powerful existence that interferes with the prophecy of this artifact.

In addition, the golden figure has always been the symbol of the gods, and he suspects that the Lord of Dawn is about to personally descend on the Hesperd Islands to wipe them out of the remnants of the old era.

It would be great if the family hadn't forced Iyeta Kadir to hand over the power of steam and fully supported Iyeta Kadir to become the god of steam and machinery. In this way, even if the Lord of Dawn descends, we can still have the capital to fight Leker Kader sighed inwardly.

A true god, even if he can't fight against the Lord of Dawn, can still make them leave calmly and hide in a place where other Lords of Dawn cannot find.

But it is a pity that the people above their family chose to ask Iyeta Kadir to hand over the steam authority, and Iyeta Kadir also chose to resist.

The final result is that the family lost the possibility of going further, and Iyeta Kadir fell directly.

when!when!when!

The bell of the temple rang melodiously, and Seir Kadir, the patriarch of the Kadir family who was standing in front of the altar praying, turned around slowly and spoke softly,

"The prophecy crown predicts that the Kadir family is in danger."

"I need to use your power to hold a ceremony, pray to the Lord of Dawn, and obtain divine power, which will be used as the energy source of the prophecy crown, to make an accurate prediction of the future, to determine where the danger comes from, and to deal with it."

While speaking, Seir Kadir took out a crystal-polished crown and placed it on his head.

The crown is not big, it just fits to the top of the head.

He put it on, and a faint white light flew out from the crown like a firefly, slowly rotating, forming a white light band.

Pray to the Lord of Dawn. If the family helped Iyeta Kadir to be promoted to the true god back then, how could he be so terrified today? Leker Kadir murmured in his heart, and became more and more dissatisfied with the family in his heart.

But no matter how dissatisfied, he still passed on his power as the patriarch said, and gathered with everyone's power to open the boundary between the main plane and the astral world, so that they could communicate with the Lord of Dawn.

Soon, a transparent vortex emerged in the sky, and a large amount of silver sea water belonging to the astral world spewed out from the vortex.

Everyone was bathed in the sea water, but none of them felt suffocated. Instead, they had a wonderful, spiritually joyful feeling.

Affected by the sea water, Lekerkadir became happy, as if he was doing something unsuitable for children, and the joyful feeling came up from below.

But instead of indulging in the pleasure, he raised his hand at the first moment of pleasure and punched himself in the chest.

The silver-white metal gloves hit the chain mail of the same color, making a crisp bang.

A pained expression appeared on Lakelkadir's face, and he suppressed the feeling of joy.

He looked around and saw that his people fought against the pollution of the star world by knocking on their own heads, or setting up protective shields, or releasing charmed humans on themselves.

As a pure spiritual world, the astral world is full of inexplicable spiritual pollution. If you touch the astral world without any protection, you will be affected by the pollution at the slightest, and your personality will be deflected. At the worst, you will directly become a calm and rational lunatic .

"Praise be to you, my ancestor, the eternal sun, the great lord of the dawn, you are the rising sun, the lord of hope"

Syer Kadir prayed in a low voice.

Under normal circumstances, the gods in the astral world cannot perceive the beliefs from the outside world, but as the boundary between the main plane and the astral world was broken, the threads of faith reconnected with the fallen Lord of Dawn.

Seizing this opportunity, Seir Kadir quickly told the Lord of Dawn in the form of a prayer, begging for His divine power to descend.

Huge divine power was transmitted from the depths of the distant star realm, and landed on the prophesy crown.

This artifact made of crystal immediately emitted white light, and pictures after pictures emerged from the light.

However, at this moment, a golden figure emerged, reaching out to grab the predicted crown.

Chapter 365: Prophetic Crown

The sudden appearance of a golden figure attracted the attention of everyone in the temple, and when they connected with the golden figure in the previous prophecy of the crown, everyone took action.

The melee-type professionals charged up with momentum, while the spell-casting-type professionals backed up while casting protective magic on themselves, and then began to release offensive magic after they were done.

Seir Kadir, who was the target of the golden figure, raised his hand and helped the prophecy crown on his head, and a white light shot out from above, sweeping around.

After doing this, Seir Kadir turned around and dived into the whirlpool.

The other end of the vortex is the astral world, and the astral world is the most unfriendly plane to the gods among the many planes. When the god's body enters the astral world, it will be cut off from the believers, while the avatar of the gods enters the astral world. It will be cut off the divine power transmission channel with the main body.

In addition, the Lord of Dawn fell into the star realm, and he could contact his ancestors when he entered the star realm, and use his ancestors' divine power to fight against the enemy.

Seeing that Syer Kadir was about to enter the vortex, Jiang Hao took out a branch and threw it at Saer Kadir.

In the next moment, this branch was inserted into Seir Kadir's chest, blooming with a strange brilliance.

A trace of white light hangs down from the top of the crown, resisting Kungunir's damage.

Seeing the golden figure appearing in front of him, Seirkadir raised his hand and grabbed the crown of prophecy on his head, and threw it into the whirlpool.

After losing the Asylum match of the prophesied crown, El Kadir's body disintegrated inch by inch.

"I can die, but the crown of prophecy cannot be lost."

Bang!

The rest of El Kadir's body exploded suddenly, and the golden theology turned black in the air, turning into a phantom of a high-ranking devil, and rushed towards Jiang Hao with its teeth and claws.

He sacrificed his blood to the high devil in hell in exchange for the power of the high devil.

Facing the attack of the high-level devil, Jiang Hao didn't pay any attention to it. He moved to the front of the prophecy crown and grabbed the prophecy crown.

At the same time, other attacks fell on him one after another.

But whether it is the power of a high-level devil, the magic of a spellcaster, or the weapon fist of a melee professional, it is no different from scratching an itch to him.

No, it's a bit different from tickling. The difference is that he can feel it when he is tickled, but he doesn't feel it at all when he is attacked by these people.

But when he was holding the crown of prophecy, surging black light was released from the crystal crown, spreading along his palm, and gray flowers bloomed from his pores.

In a blink of an eye, he was transformed into a flower man.

At the same time, a human face outlined by lines emerged on the surface of the crown.

His eyes had the color of broken gold unique to gods, looking at Jiang Hao who was holding onto the crown, his lips outlined by lines curved into a smile,