Chapter 146 Falling Sun God Festival

The prophet medicine spoon looked up.

Above the boundless blue sky, a terrifying fireball like a torrential rain descended from the sky, and with the wrath of divine power, it blasted the black sun to keep bowing its head.

At this time, miracles are superior to natural disasters, and the power of gods resounds through the sky.

Thirty years have created countless monsters, the source of disasters and crimes that have made the whole world terrified, and the black dark sun that many people secretly worship, seems extremely small at this moment.

At the center of the flames and explosions, the dark sun crashed down from the sky into the ocean.

The scene that happened in the sky made the citizens of Yaocheng stunned.

The medicine spoon moved its lips together, and said in a low and pious voice: "The gods have fallen into the sun."

Everyone fell into carnival in an instant, and their hearts were surging.

"God, god!"

"The invincible God Yao!"

"Praise you, great god! God Yao is the only sun and true god!"

"The dark sun is sinking! Hahaha, so happy!"

"In front of God Yao, even the dark sun must surrender!"

"There is only one Creator in the world, and that is God Yao!"

On the steps of the temple, the medicine spoon looked at the countless fanatical people around.

She paused the wooden staff in her hand, and the copper ring on the head of the staff clanked.

This is the inspiration for the medicine spoon from the prophet Doron Nununa next door. The cane can be used as an aid to movement and is also a sign, and it can also be used as a sounding tool with a slight improvement.

The copper ring hit, and the crisp sound caused the nearby citizens to be quiet. This calmness spread rapidly like water waves, making everyone look at the prophet on the steps of the temple.

Yao Shao glanced at everyone, but she didn't speak, and no one dared to speak.

The female prophet said solemnly: "God's power cannot be violated."

Even if it is the sun, it must operate according to the will of God Yao.

"The great God Yao has returned to his faithful world."

"Citizens, this is a day of immense importance, a holy and noble moment."

"As followers and servants, we cannot use our eyes to see the great figure of the gods, but we can at least remember this day firmly."

"Please remember the present, the glory at this time, the power of the gods, and our pride and humility as followers and witnesses."

"Let's celebrate and commemorate this day with festivals and festivals!"

The medicine spoon said slowly: "Today is the time when the gods fall into the sun!"

"Falling sun! Falling sun!"

"Festival of the Fallen God! Festival of the Fallen God!"

"Shenwei descends from the sky, when the sun falls!"

The citizens immediately knelt down one by one and began to pray and worship.

In Yancheng, Dolunnunu stood on a high platform, his finger covered with gems and gold pointed to the sky, and excitedly announced loudly: "This is the power of the gods!"

"The gods are taming the sun!"

"This is the will of God Yao, and it is the punishment of the great Creator on the sun."

"The gods were angry, and the sun fell into the sea."

"Today is the guidance given to us by the gods. Except for the gods listed in the Temple of Lord Yao, the rest are all false gods!"

For many years, Doron Nunu has always spoken with an islander accent, and his words cannot be as elegant and solemn as the prophet next door. But on the other hand, the chief prophet was more passionate, and his words were simple and easy to understand.

"citizens!"

"listen to me."

"The gods put the reins on the sun, as we once tamed the wild horses!"

The old prophet waved his golden staff excitedly, his voice was up and down, as if he was also taming the sun with the gods.

"This is a remarkable day, we must record this day, pass it on to future generations, and let our descendants know."

"To celebrate the miracle of the gods taming the sun, everyone, take out the wine and drink it!"

As he spoke, the old prophet raised a clay pot handed over by the person next to him, and took the lead in taking a big sip.

Beside him, the old mayor Shang Li couldn't help reminding in a low voice: "You should drink less."

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, today is the day for the gods to display their divine power. Although I am a prophet of Baishen, I am also a servant of Lord Yao's temple... How can I not drink more!"

The prophet, who was not young, gulped happily.

He waved his golden stick: "Everyone, let's revel, dance, and sing! This moment belongs to God Yao, and it also belongs to us as believers. Let us offer our joy and praise to the great God Yao!"

The old prophet took the lead in twisting the golden rod with both hands, and the colorful bird feather cloak on his body swayed with the wind, and his posture was extremely flexible.

The citizens laughed when they saw this, and they all sang and danced, drinking and carnival.

After a short period of slavery and turmoil and destruction, this ruined city regained its former vitality when the sun fell.

The old mayor Shang Li also tried to twist it, but compared with the smooth-footed old prophet next to him, he looked stiff and clumsy. He accidentally flashed his waist.

Shang Li grinned and shrank to the side, leaning on crutches with one hand and supporting his waist with the other, feeling pain and happiness at the same time.

Everyone in Yancheng is celebrating lively.

Shang Li set his sights in the direction of the monument.

Old man, how are you doing in the ghost town now? It's time to celebrate, too.

It won't be long before we meet again.

At that time, you must laugh at me, an old guy.

South of the continent.

In the ghost town of Sani Rory, Mayor Chapman is discussing specific cooperation plans with the Stoves.

As long as he wants, Chapman can easily handle this group of dwarves who don't understand anything, and play them around. However, considering the long-term cooperation in the future, it is necessary to be open and honest to ensure the interests of both parties as much as possible.

It is a painstaking task to give a simple and accurate explanation to the dwarves.

The dwarves, who already had a language barrier, were bewildered.

Just as Chapman was wiping his sweat and was about to say it again, suddenly there was a violent roar in the air that had never been seen before.

He raised his head and saw the scene that spread all over the world.

The black sun sank into the ocean under the bombardment of countless flame meteorites.

The mighty dark sun was punished by the gods in public, and was directly shot down from the sky.

Even in the city of Sanilo, which has always been aloof from the world, the ghost residents are all ecstatic, shouting Yao God, and praising the power and strength of the god.

The sandworms who went to work in the city trembled after seeing the gods fall into the sun, and desperately hid in the soil. The ghosts can only come and pat them gently to comfort them.

"It's okay, the gods are dealing with the sun, not you."

"This is a city protected by the gods, don't be afraid, you are also citizens of Sanilo."

"Okay, okay, it's okay."

"Did you do something blasphemous? If not, what are you afraid of?"

"If you are really afraid, go outside the temple to worship. Lord Yao is very kind. As long as you worship, he will bless you."

The dwarves were also excited.

They couldn't understand many of what Mayor Chapman said, but they could understand the scene in the sky at a glance.

The black sun was picked off by another force above it and thrown into the sea.

As expected of the gods followed by the undead knights!

In the corner next to it, three dwarves got together.

"Have you decided?"

"Just do it!"

"The Stove Clan's first ever adventure group was established today."

"The members include, I am tall and strong."

"Mighty and fierce!"

"Fire clouds!"

"[Blast Furnace Stranger] Assemble!"

Two male dwarves hold up hammers on one side and the other on the right, making a blacksmithing appearance. The female dwarf is in the center, holding a hammer in both hands. The shape of the Dwarf Adventure Group is fixed.

"Our first adventure is... Where is it?"

Gao Youzhuang suggested: "Look at the sun, where the black sun was shot down, go to the sea, to the west!"

"it is good!"

"[Blast Furnace Stranger], target, west!"

In the sea, on the deck of a galley.

All the sailors held their heads high, looking at the falling black sun in the sky. They threw towels and hats, cheered and cursed the sun.

Without the Dark Sun, the sea monsters will be much quieter.

Bronze Sea swung a copper hammer and hammered a man-eating crab trying to climb onto the boat back into the sea.

He looked towards the direction where the dark sun was falling, praying silently in his heart.

Lord Yao.

May your divine power last forever and dispel all darkness in the world.

"You are amazing! Sir, man-eating crabs are difficult monsters."

A young man came over and said, "I heard from the sailors that there is a fairy in the southern forest who is so rich that anyone can marry her can get all her property. Are you also looking for the fairy? "

"No, I have a wife."

Tonghai said: "I'm going to find slave traders. Do you know any news about them?"

The other party was surprised: "Aren't they all dead?"

"They're everywhere, like bugs."

Tonghai said softly: "Have you ever seen a place without bugs?"

The other party thought about it seriously: "The black volcano in the north of Yaocheng in the Western Continent, the volcano is very hot and there are no bugs."

Tong Hai froze for a moment: "That's right. What's your name?"

"Cuppy Roll, sir."

The young man showed his white teeth: "I am a scholar and I am on a pilgrimage."

(end of this chapter)