Chapter 611 The God of Mage (5/6)

Chapter 611 God of Mage (56)

"If it's really a similar concept, doesn't that mean that mage pioneers represent a symbol? A kind of authority?

Does it represent a brand new god? "

Mo Lan's thinking continued to expand.

"Or in fact, every new profession, every profession pioneer means a brand new god?

At least he is also a potential god? With this qualification? "

Mo Lan thought about this for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

"If that's the case, well, there's that one.

There are racial gods for races, professional gods for professions, gods of assassins, gods of warriors, gods of mages, and so on. "

The word God often symbolizes mystery, power, and the unknown.

And the powerful and unknown things are more and more able to arouse Mo Lan's interest and make Mo Lan curious about it.

Even after returning to the mage tower, Mo Lan couldn't help thinking about this problem, but at this time a new problem emerged.

"Since there is a belief in gods, what state is the Titan God in? Coexisting?

Or am I getting it wrong? The Titan is not actually a god, but a powerful and extraordinary creature?

Similar to the family of dragons? "

Mo Lan pondered for a moment or shook her head.

"There is too little information, and it is still uncertain whether the belief in the gods really exists. In the case of insufficient information, deduction is random guesswork, and there are too many things to do. You can only let yourself be self-righteous.

I have to wait until I am strong enough to explore the secrets inside. Sure enough, I am still not strong enough. "

Mo Lan murmured to herself, at this moment, the desire to become stronger and seek knowledge is overwhelming again!

While Mo Lan was thinking, on the other side, in a space filled with endless white light, a fat man floated in the air. His expression was solemn and solemn, and his body was shining with dazzling light. At the core, when he opened his eyes, the whole space seemed to become brighter and more dazzling.

He represented the supreme holiness, but a familiar voice came out of his mouth the next moment.

"Fuck, Mo God Mo God Mo God Mo God!"

"I'm afraid you've lost your mind?! That's Hongfeng City! How dare you! Let me hide for so long for nothing, and you let God Mo find out!

How dare you, I usually don't dare to approach the branch of the Mage Association, and I dare not approach any of the Mage Towers. You actually went directly to the Mage's lair to preach, you f*cking cow stand on your head, you are so awesome !

If it wasn't for something on Moshen's body that alarmed me, I wouldn't have noticed!

It is said that one of these mages counts as one, so they are so old.

If God Mo hadn't come over and was startled by something on God Mo, I wouldn't have noticed that there was an invisible mage on it.

Come on! "

The fat man vented his anger, and then slowly stopped.

He also knows that this space is just a ignorant nascent consciousness, and any venting is meaningless, and the mission to Hongfeng City is just a coincidence of ignorant instinct and missionaries.

After venting his emotions and calming down, the fat man frowned and fell into deep thought.

"What on God Mo made me feel that way?

When he approached, it seemed to be firmly suppressed, not an enemy, not heaven and earth, but similar to a higher level of suppression.

Is it a more powerful god? "

The fat man muttered to himself, then shook his head again.

"The Mage Association of Moshen is spread all over the Kingdom of Morse, leading the entire player alliance, and it is normal to collect some things of higher-level gods.

I don't care about this, envy is over, but how can I deal with the aftermath of this!

Being targeted by Moshen's mages, isn't this the end of the game?

If you follow the connection, no, no, no, give them time and they will definitely come over. "

The fat man gritted his teeth sharply.

"No, I can't take the Morse Kingdom, I have to disconnect!"

Fatty's face was bursting with heartache, but he was still very much over the Dragon Boat Festival, and immediately thought of cutting off the connection of believers in the entire area of ​​Morse Kingdom.

But at this time, the soft light of the entire space instantly became dazzling, and the fat man who was originally integrated with the space seemed to be torn apart, and cracks appeared in the part where he was integrated with the space.

And the cracks unfolded rapidly with the passage of time.

The fat man could clearly feel that the light that was originally one with a very high affinity was alienated from him at this moment.

"Damn it!"

The fat man immediately interrupted the original order and stopped cutting off the connection of believers in the Morse Kingdom area.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

The fat man cursed angrily, and then panted heavily. At this moment, the space had returned to its original state, but the fat man didn't smile at all.

Because at this moment, Fatty and this space no longer have the feeling of being integrated as before, and there has been a difference, a sense of alienation, and it is different.

It took a long time for the fat man to calm down, and the calm down fat man's face was very ugly.

"Actively cutting off the connection of believers will cause such a violent resistance, such a violent reaction, this is considered to be back to before liberation."

Fatty sensed the state at the moment, shook his head, he understood.

Believers are the foundation of the existence of the God of Light, and the foundation of his life. Although the God of Light is just a ignorant nascent consciousness at this moment, even the newly born consciousness still has the desire to survive.

Any action that touches life and may threaten its life must elicit the most violent reaction from it.

Self-injury is even more serious, and the subconscious will directly resist this behavior in order to protect one's own life.

"Forget it, since it was exposed in front of the Mo God, there is no way to hide, and it is useless to cut off the connection of believers within the Kingdom of Morse, unless you give up all believers, which is impossible.

That being the case, let the Mage Association study it. Even if the research is clear, the harm may not necessarily be fatal, and even if there is no way, then hug God Mo's thigh, there is no shame in it.

But if this stimulated the nascent consciousness of the God of Light, made it resist me, or even stimulated it to develop a mature consciousness in advance, then I was really drawing water from a bamboo basket, and all was lost.

You can't lose the big because of the small. "

The fat man's face was very ugly.

"We must find a way to completely smash this nascent consciousness and completely eliminate hidden dangers.

Or increase the intensity, squeeze the share of consciousness, completely replace the ignorant consciousness, and become the God of Light! "

The fat man fell into deep thought. After a long time, the fat man lay down slowly and closed his eyes. His body exuded a sense of aura and majesty from the inside out. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with this space again.

At this moment, his face was solemn and solemn, like a god!