Chapter 773

He stood up from the ground, making the magecraft ritual garment that bound him let out an unbearable wail.

"What? This is an A-rank magecraft ritual garment, and under the suppression of magic power, it can actually..."

"Damn, is this the legendary explosion of species?"

"Damn, this belief, this powerful belief, simply makes me, a senior two-dimensional fan, feel ashamed, like a fierce ghost melting under the sun, so... kill him!"

"Yes, kill him."

The scumbags in the live broadcast room were twisted with jealousy.

Iori Kitahara even turned into an attacking giant with a hideous smile, his aura fluctuating wildly, and there was even a sign of enhancement in extreme jealousy.

He pressed the button mercilessly, and a super high-voltage current comparable to natural thunder shocked Kouhei Imamura until he shook like a sieve.

"Alright, rest in peace, Kouhei."

Iori Kitahara raised his hand and announced loudly, just like in the rehearsal.

"The wind comes from the sky to separate it with a wall, the doors open in all directions and close them all..."

Bang bang bang.

The windows and room doors closed together.

The crowd in the live broadcast room was stunned.

"Its base is silver and iron, the foundation is the great duke of stone and wind..."

An airflow that didn't know when it came rolled up, forming wisps of wind blowing in the room.

"Damn, is the streamer playing for real?"

"Damn, really sacrificing to the heavens!"

"Not a script?"

Suddenly.

Someone muttered.

"Damn, why do I feel the statue moved."

"Illusion, right? Do you really think it's the weird movie set next door? We have magecraft, wisdom, and emotion here, understand?"

"Don't interrupt, it blinked again."

"Damn, streamer, behind, behind!!!"

"Streamer, look behind!!!"

On that crude altar, the lifelike statue actually lit up with a faint light.

It must be that person's gaze was attracted down.

At this moment, whether Iori Kitahara was joking before or not, it can't be a joke from now on.

Many people hurriedly took out their phones to call the executive department of the Mage Association.

Something big happened!

But there were also many people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, spreading the word everywhere to pull people to watch.

Suddenly, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared.

480,000... 700,000... 1.2 million... 3 million...

Even many people who wanted to see blood flowing like a river frantically brushed gifts, saying that as long as the streamer dared to sacrifice, they would dare to brush.

In the blink of an eye, the total number of tips exceeded 10 million, 20 million, and quickly headed towards 100 million.

This is not an ordinary sacrifice.

This is a sacrifice to that protector of the world.

Although I think there is a high probability of no response, and if there is a response, it will probably be rejected with disgust.

But being able to see that person appear in reality is worth it...

In front of the magecraft array.

Iori Kitahara also felt that his incantation seemed to have changed, as if he had really communicated with something.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

"But I shall confuse my eyes with chaos, and serve the Lord's body..."

"You who are imprisoned in the cage of madness..."

"The Lord is the one who holds the chains..."

"Take this as a sacrifice, cast your gaze from the wheel of suppression, O Guardian of the Scales!!!"

The scarlet magecraft array that covered the quite spacious room erupted with dazzling strong light, submerging the golden-haired guy in the center who was rolling constantly and looking at Iori Kitahara with eyes that said he wouldn't let him go even as a ghost.

It's now...

Iori Kitahara's eyes flashed, and he activated the magecraft he had prepared, preparing to swap his best friend in the light.

But his expression changed, and he found that the magecraft failed.

Suddenly, he panicked.

"Kouhei!!!"

Although they fight and make trouble, pit each other daily, and have no bottom line, he really treats him as his best friend.

Now...

Iori Kitahara's face was twisted, his whole body's magic power turned into a raging wave, and he pounced into the dazzling light, and then...

Pounced... empty?

Huh???

When he looked blankly at the empty magecraft array.

The screen suddenly cleared, and time seemed to pause for a second.

Then it erupted.

"Damn, streamer, look behind, I told you to look behind!!!"

"Damn, behind, streamer."

Iori Kitahara turned his head slowly like a machine, his neck stiff, and then met a pair of gloomy eyes.

Pure, white brilliance permeated, amidst the heavy chanting of hymns.

An elegant and graceful woman wearing a white robe with a divine pattern on her forehead was holding a familiar figure, and a cold, clear, sacred voice echoed in his ears.

"Disrespecting my Father, saving the world three thousand times to atone for the sin."

The field of vision darkened, and he knew nothing.

And at this moment.

The live broadcast room, which had soared to more than 40 million viewers, also quieted down all over the world.

At the last moment.

They saw the brilliance of the statue getting brighter and brighter, forming a golden sacred door.

423. Global live broadcast: Historic crossing

In front of that door, which seemed to be intertwined with countless sacred brilliance, exuding various concepts of freedom, peace, and auspiciousness.

The pure and holy female apostle stood indifferently, overlooking this daring disciple who dared to blaspheme her Lord, and with one word, it was like a decree, and the two figures had disappeared.

Through her, one could vaguely see how peaceful and holy it was inside the door.

Forests of quiet and crystal-clear trees, every branch was as transparent as the most perfect gemstone.

All kinds of fantasy species, even extinct in the Sky-Curtain, poked their heads out, opening their watery big eyes to look around curiously.

Even that great existence, the embodiment of natural disaster, known as the "Dragon", looked lazy and leisurely, lazily turning over, basking in the sun that never sets.

In the distance, the clear and pure emerald lake, like a mirror, rippled with the gentle touch of the wind.

Fairies, beautiful and not like the human world, played on the lake.

The whole world had no trace of filth, flowing with soft halos, filled with the pure air of mist.

Even through the screen.

Their C-rank, B-rank, and even A-rank magic power were screaming, trembling, as if crazy, trying to impact the screen and enter that world like heaven.

For a long time.

The sluggish people muttered: I knew it, I knew it, you can't believe a word Brother Shu says.

Undoubtedly, this is the Divine Kingdom... cough, the domain of that protector of the world.

God, it's not a god.

This, even gods have to kneel and beg for a position, okay?