The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The last picture is a ball of light.

Pure and flawless light.

The thunder is roaring, the ocean is shaking, and death is howling.

The gods who are tens of thousands of feet tall and full of the aura of ruining the world, hold high the divine artifact in their hands, and rush to the light one after another.

The light flashed.

The gods fell like dumplings.

God's blood is like rain!

The world is wailing.

A black space suddenly split in the sky...

The memory of Asclepius, the **** of medicine, came to an abrupt end.

William's consciousness is chaotic, as if it has been stuffed with a large amount of dark matter.

I don't know how long it took before William woke up dazedly from his coma, with a splitting headache.

The smooth touch in his hands and the structure on the top of his head told William that he was still in the snake enclosure.

William struggled to stand up, only to find that he was skinny, and every cell in his body was shouting energy to him.

"This is?" William's eyes flashed with a bewilderment, and he asked immediately, "Mirror, how long have I been in a coma?"

The sound from William's throat was like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing.

"Master, Master, you have been in a coma for eight days!" The mirror surface of the magic mirror lit up, and Jing Ling's voice inserted into William's mind.

"Eight days!" William didn't expect that so long had passed, but his body's needs were urgent. He took out the gourmet table from the blue plaid apron.

"Small dining table, open it up!"

Suddenly, a table full of wine and dishes appeared on the food table.

William sat at the table, eating and drinking by himself, injecting life's blood into the dry body little by little.

After eating, William did not leave immediately, but continued to stay in the snake house, preparing to cultivate for a while.

All the white snakes in the snake farm have been swallowed up by the giant pythons incarnate in the battle of the healing gods.

William, who has obtained some memories of the God of Medicine, already knows that the battle of the God of Medicine is not a real artifact, but the power of the **** of medicine, and the three snake leaves that came back to life are actually the authority of the gods. The manifestation of the sacred object condensed by absorbing faith.

In the Twilight Battle of the Gods, the **** of medicine Asclepius had already been destroyed, leaving only the remnant soul carrying the last bit of authority, like a dog who lost his family and fled, hiding in this secret snake farm. , Waiting for future recovery.

Unfortunately, fate is impermanent!

The **** of medicine Asclepius originally wanted to re-consolidate his authority to shape his body and come back through his blood-rich descendants, but he could not wait. Even the descendants of his immediate descendants were driven out of the place of the snake farm, and there was no chance.

In the end, he had no choice but to choose the fake William.

Unexpectedly, they were a traverser holding a golden thigh. The remaining soul was directly destroyed by the Kalachakra hourglass hidden deep in William's mind, completely dead, and part of the memory was absorbed by William.

In the end everything was cheap William.

The only pity for William was that only six pieces of the snake leaf were picked, and the white snake, which was able to understand the language of animals by eating its meat, was also extinct.

Really count it, it seems that the harvest is not a lot. William thought greedily.

But these things are no longer useful, and William's mind is placed on the picture he saw in the memory of the medical **** Asclepius.

In the last battle, the gods discovered the ruining majesty, the overwhelming light covering everything, and the last space crack full of evil and chaotic meaning.

What is that crack?

Are all the old gods dead?

And the most important thing, how did the Holy Light come from?

These three questions have been circling in William's mind for a long time without dissipating.

Three days later, William, who still couldn't think of a clue, came out of the snake house.

According to the news inquired by the magic mirror, the Holy See is still tirelessly searching for William and his whereabouts, while Abu Nayder is still holding his throne as king.

In any case, Abna Yadell did a great favor to William.

So William thought for a while, and gave Abnaydell a few bottles of potions that could enhance his physical fitness, which were the potions he used to improve the physical fitness of his little guards in his territory.

However, because there is no knight breathing method, the effect will not be as obvious as that of the guards. Of course, side effects are inevitable.

William told this very capable king of these circumstances.

Abnaydell was very happy to hear that. He didn't care about this small side effect. His only hope was that after William left, never say know him.

Knowing that he was already a plague god, William smiled when he heard the words, without being angry, nodded and left freely.

The three snake leaves that had come back to life were already in hand, and a big rock in William's heart was put down.

If he wants to, he can return to the real world of the black domain at any time.

It's just that once it passes, it will face the anger of the family with the second-level wizard.

Although William now possesses the spiritual power that is infinitely close to that of a second-level wizard, he is not a real second-level wizard after all, nor is he a talented second-level wizard. Compared with the second-level wizard ~www.ltnovel.com~ the strength is still One in the sky and one on the ground.

So William did not go back immediately, but chose to continue wandering the fairy tale world.

This time, his purpose was not to obtain treasures, but to get the opportunity to be promoted to the second-level wizard.

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In a hidden space.

Several huge and terrifying ideas are communicating.

"I have already felt that Asclepius has fallen completely!" A thought filled with a high voice sent a message.

"Did He do it?" asked another deep thought.

"Maybe!" said the lofty thought.

"Asclepius has that kind of relationship with Him, both..." Another lazy thought said.

"Let go of the mentality of compromise! We have to fight with Him until the end of the world, the end of destiny! This is our destiny! Haven't you seen the destiny of the loser, haven't you seen it too?" the lofty thoughts rebuked.

There was a moment of silence.

After a while, the gloomy thought asked, "Can we win?"

"His authority has been torn apart! He is no longer perfect! Our chance is here!" The lofty mind said firmly.

"The glory ultimately belongs to us!"

"Are you willing to live with such a stigma and your authority to be polluted?"

"However, we must first understand how Asclepius died?" The lofty thoughts swept through all the thoughts present.

There was silence again.

I don’t know how long it took before a thought replied, "I will find out!"

"Ok!"

At the end of the exchange, the thoughts left like a tide, disappearing without a trace.