A figure flew up from the castle and fell on the beach, gravel burst into flames.

This is a woman wearing blue and black fantasy scales and a hot and plump body. She has short dark blue hair, fin-shaped ears, and holds a steel trident in her hand.

Looking at the warship sailing towards Paphos Island, she stood on the beach, spinning her trident and hitting the sea hard.

The blue halo spread along the sea surface. In an instant, huge waves were raised on the calm sea surface, lifting the warship high and throwing it away heavily, like a small boat in a storm, which would be swallowed by the waves at any time.

The sky is filled with dark clouds, covering the sunshine, lightning is looming, and heavy rain is coming.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was in the sky, looked at the hot-shaped woman and immediately took a seat from the message given by Herasini and recognized the person.

Cynthia, the child of the beauty god Aphrodite, is different from the child of the half-human and half-god. Cynthia is born with the ability to control sea beasts. When she is happy, the sea surface is calm, and when she is angry, the sea surface is surging.

On Paphos Island, there have been always disputes about Cynthia's life experience.

The beauty god Aphrodite declared to the public that she was the child of the God of War, but Cynthia inherited the siren blood, so the slaves had a consensus in private.

Cynthia is the child of the God of the Sea.

However, the beauty god Aphrodite is romantic and affectionate, and she has countless lovers. Whether it is gods or mortals, they are used to it, so there is no need to be too serious about Cynthia's life experience.

The sea was covered with dark clouds and heavy rains, and more than a dozen warships were sinking and floating in the waves, and soldiers kept falling into the sea on the deck.

At this moment, a magnificent and loud chant came from the pilot warship.

The warships that were rising and falling in the huge waves seemed to gain some kind of strength, and the sails were inspiring and moving in unison. When the waves rose, they rushed on the waves, and when the waves were shot, they cleverly avoided them.

No matter how big the wind and waves are, they can no longer threaten the ship.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was watching this scene, raised his eyebrows. He could not recognize which known profession the power contained in the "chanting" came from.

The only possibility is that this is a brand new profession, the profession of the God of Light.

But the profession of the God of Light is not in the first area.

As thoughts flashed, Cynthia on the beach jumped in and plunged into the sea.

Suddenly, the surging sea surface made a "slam" sound, and a tentacle that was dozens of meters long stretched out and wrapped around one of the warships.

The tentacles tighten, twist, the hull "clicks" and cracks swim quickly until they break.

The soldiers on the ship fell into the water and were swallowed by the waves. The powerful soldiers jumped to the warship next to them when the hull collapsed.

More tentacles broke through the waves and wrapped around the warships shrouded in a faint golden light.

At this time, a grand and solemn tenor came from the pilot warship:

"The God of Light predicts that the warship will eventually board Paphos Island, conquer it, and destroy it!"

As he finished speaking, the sea suddenly raised its blue-black ridge, which was as large as a small piece of land.

This is a giant whale, making a desolate and ethereal cry, pounced at the source of the tentacles.

The two sea beasts fought fiercely in the sea, and the waves raised almost flooded the warships.

The profession of God of Light also has the ability to control sea beasts? Did the prophecy control the giant whale, or did the prophecy expect its appearance? Zhang Yuanqing saw the power of prophecy for the second time.

Once at Qinfeng Academy, the president's fragment of light compass can "force" prophecy and write what he wants to happen on the fragment of the compass.

What you write will definitely come true.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, combined with his understanding of the light compass, roughly analyzed the ability of prophecy - in the short term, prophecy that does not involve high-level persons can be achieved as a result of the change of fate.

What involves the general trend of the future, what involves high-ranking objects and existences are pure prophecies and cannot be modified or manipulated.

At this time, the sea surface bulged again, and as the foam gushed, a figure hundreds of feet high appeared, condensed from hundreds of tons of sea water, the image was exactly the same as Cynthia.

The figure of Baizhang held a trident and stabbed hard at the pilot warship.

Suddenly, the warships floating on the sea turned into flash bombs and burst out white light that was even more fierce than the sun.

The figure of Cynthia's condensation seemed to have been blinded and stiffened.

Zhang Yuanqing in the sky also closed his eyes, and his eyes stinged.

More than ten seconds later, he opened his eyes and looked at the sea, and saw that the warship of the God of Light had evacuated.

Retreat?

Now let's go?

Zhang Yuanqing looked confused, this was different from what he thought.

Aren’t the believers of God of Light very powerful? Didn’t they let Paphos Island have all the soldiers and prepare for war?

I haven't cooked the instant noodles yet, you're over? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but complain in his heart.

From the brief confrontation just now, it is not difficult to see that the believers of the God of Light do not seem to have particularly powerful attack methods with huge destructive power.

On the contrary, there are many fancy spells.

"Well, judging from Cynthia's breath, she is a late-stage Siren of Level 8. If she does not have the authority in the ocean field, it will be too difficult to break through her blockade and log in..."

Zhang Yuanqing judged that this should be the reason that made the believers of the God of Light choose to retreat without any force.

After landing after huge casualties, you have to face other descendants of the God of God and many believers. The outcome is unpredictable.

"The golden light covering the warship seems to be the power of the sun, but it is too weak. From this point of view, the light compass that are the same as the sun is indeed a prop for the light profession."

"What is the relationship between the God of Light and the God of Sun Travel?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at her eyebrows.

...

The Demon-Eye King rode a giant tiger with nine long tails with a human face and a tiger body. After a day and night of raid, he finally arrived in the Zhuolu area.

Looking around, the endless thick fog covered the wilderness, forests, rivers and sky, covering hundreds of miles.

It seems that there is only thick fog left in the whole world.

The Demon Eye King had never seen such an exaggerated fog. The person who released it was the legendary demon god Chiyou, the 79 ancient war gods, and countless fog masters.

At the same time, he was shocked by the ancient orderly camp that was able to fight with the Jiuli tribe in the thick fog for three days and three nights.

This shows how many troops and how many masters have been invested by both sides, it is rare in ancient and modern times.

Even the reality of the orderly and the evil camp is about to fight to the decisive battle, it is impossible to reappear the grand occasion of the Battle of Zhuolu.

"In the Battle of Zhuolu, there are many powerful demigods at the number of powerful demigods, and the Nine-level masters catch a lot. As long as I don't get close to the main battlefield, I shouldn't encounter powerful demigods at the same time.

"The Ninth-level master will definitely encounter it. Fortunately, there are companions around you. As long as you suppress the bloodthirsty and violent rage, retain your rationality, and survive when encountering a strong enemy..."

"But in this way, at most, you will pass the S-level dungeon, which is unlikely to be watched by the supreme being. What should I do to be watched by Him and receive the gift?"

The Demon Eye King thought about his true purpose of entering the dungeon.

The best way to gain the attention of the supreme existence is to perform well in the war. However, even if he is promoted to level 8 now, he is not a top combat power in a terrifying war like the Battle of Zhuolu.

If it is too conspicuous, you will be slapped to death by the peak master and the demigod.

While meditating, the ancient war god "Man" riding a three-headed black panther, excitedly raised his head and waved his hand and said:

"kill!"

Hundreds of fog masters wearing bronze evil ghost masks led distorted beasts to storm into the thick fog.

The blood of the Demon Eye King was boiling quietly. The instinct of the ancient war god made him unconsciously excited after facing a large war. He no longer thought about it and followed the "man" into the thick fog.

...

night.

The bonfire in Paphos Island, which won a victory, was beating and singing and dancing.

The castle was brightly lit, slaves were walking through the grass with fine wine and barbecue, and guards were chatting and laughing around the bonfire, drinking in big bowls, and eating meat in big mouthfuls.

The young female slave twisted his waist and danced a quirky dance.

Cupid held a pocket version of the harp and flew lightly above everyone's heads, playing a cheerful melody.

Zhang Yuanqing and Herasini also participated in the celebration meeting, but were among the group of slave leaders.

"Great Cynthia, my goddess, you have sheltered the safety of Paphos Island."

"With Lord Cynthia guarding the waters of Paphos Island, the believers of the God of Light will never step into Paphos Island."

The guards offered sincere praise and worship.

But Cynthia looked gloomy because the protagonist of the banquet was not her, but her sister Seketia.

Seketia inherited the beauty of Aphrodite and was the most dazzling and beautiful descendant of the beautiful god.

No matter where she goes, the protagonist is the one who is jealous of her, and the man loves her.

Zhang Yuanqing sipped fruit wine and looked at Seketia from a distance.

She has platinum-like hair, smooth and smooth skin like milk, beautiful and delicate facial features, and every frown and smile, she exudes an attractive style.

There were more than a dozen slaves kneeling beside her, and everyone rushed to serve her.

The drunken guards praised her, their eyes full of admiration and obsession.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing felt a cramp in his waist, and a white and tender little hand was pinching it there.
To be continued...