Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

The sky full of thunder pythons came out of their nests, and they all rushed to the ground.

From a high altitude, it seemed like an incomparably thick beam of light descended from the sky, and in an instant the thousands of troops on the ground on the frontier were submerged.

"Crackling - boom!" A huge roar resounded through the sky.

The world was also shaken at this moment.

Duke Dylan, who was speaking wildly, was taken care of by Heath, and a bolt of lightning fell straight down, blowing his horse and horses into ashes.

Then came the personal soldiers around Duke Dylan, who were also swept in by lightning, but turned into a charred corpse in an instant.

Then came the knights, the soldiers, and even the slave traders and refugees who approached while waiting for a bargain.

In the face of the power of wizards, the cold weapons of mankind appear naive and ridiculous, the battle formations that dominate the battle are broken at a touch, and even knights are vulnerable under the raging power of this power.

Everything is destroyed under this terrifying thunder and lightning.

This terrifying thunder and lightning destroyed everything and washed the world.

Soon, the magic is over.

At this moment, there have been amazing changes in the scene.

The ground is a large area of ​​scorched earth and large pits. Those majestic and mighty army formations have disappeared. Dilapidated and charred corpses are scattered all over the place. Soldiers who have escaped the disaster are scattered everywhere lie on the floor.

Screams, cries, and all kinds of cries echoed in this messy land, as if the end was coming.

The crowd gathered around was stunned.

Everyone looked up at the Heath in the sky, the greed, suspicion, and curiosity in their eyes disappeared, leaving only one emotion——

Awe!

At the same time, Heath in the sky raised his right hand and put it in front of his eyes, looking over and over.

'This is... what I did? ’

He looked at the apocalyptic ruins below, and felt a little startled. The power of this power completely exceeded his expectations.

Knowing how powerful a wizard is and experiencing that power firsthand are two completely different things.

As the magic power subsided, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

At this moment, the sun rose from the side of the mountain, and a beam of dawn light could penetrate the dark clouds, and it shone on Heath impartially.

Illuminated his robe that danced with the wind, and illuminated his conspicuous black hair.

At this moment, bathed in this brilliance, he is really like a god.

"He...he is..."

A refugee looked at Heath in the sky and suddenly seemed to think of something.

He knelt down tremblingly on the ground and shouted loudly: "The black-haired, black-haired wizard is the God of Light! It is the God of Light of Riden!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the refugees present woke up in horror.

"Light... God of Light! Really God of Light!"

"The God of Light has appeared!"

"Lord God of Light, save us, save your poor people!"

The people on the ground suddenly knelt down in pieces. They faced the Hiss and squatted on the ground reverently, shouting titles such as 'Black-haired Wizard' and 'God of Light'.

This can not help but let Heath flying in the air for a moment.

"God of Light?"

What's the mess?

...

A few hours later, the manor.

The war ended in the annihilation of Duke Dylan and his army. Other slave owners who attacked the manor, cheap refugees, etc., suffered countless casualties.

After the war, some of the survivors left, but many more stayed.

They surrounded the manor, like a pilgrimage, prostrate and performing all kinds of strange rituals.

In the manor, the study.

Heath stood at the desk with an oil painting on it, and Tiffany stood in front of it respectfully.

Heath looked at the oil painting on the table with a surprised expression.

This oil painting was specially brought to the city by outsiders after the war and handed over to Heath.

To answer the question raised by Heath: What is the God of Light?

The name of the oil painting is called Guangming.

The painting is in a splendid hall where a banquet is being held,

The nobles in bright clothes, the exquisite food with beautiful colors, the dim lights with brilliant colors, everything looks noble and elegant.

However, in the center of the picture lies a ragged woman with pus all over her body, and next to the woman is kneeling a boy who is also covered in poverty, which looks very out of place in this picture.

In front of the two, however, stood a young man with black hair, a compassionate face, and a light in one hand.

The light covered the woman on the ground, and under that brilliance, the injuries on the woman's body were improving.

Heath asked, "You mean, this is me?"

Tiffany's emotions were obviously very excited, and now she finally understood why this man would refuse the invitation of any noble, even the follower, Lord Galio, kept a secret from him.

It turned out that his identity was so amazing. He was actually the God of Light that people praised.

She said excitedly: "Yes...Yes, my lord, your deeds in rescuing the mother and daughter in Ridden City have spread all over the streets."

Heath twitched the corners of his mouth.

He didn't know until now that his deeds had been fabricated into various stories and sung all over the world.

In the story, he is completely depicted as a noble deity, who came to this world in order to save people's suffering and punish sin, and walk around the world as a wizard, spreading light and spreading the gospel.

People call it the God of Light, the supreme God of this world!

Well, ignorant mortals...

Heath really didn't know what to say.

However, considering that the banshees in the lake can be pretended to be goddesses who satisfy people's wishes, it seems no surprise that a real wizard is passed down as a god of light.

Putting down the painting, Heath got up from the chair.

He came to the cross window and looked through the cross window to the large crowd surrounding the manor.

At this moment, there are more people around here. In addition to the original ones, many people in the city who have received news also rushed over.

Bringing fruit, precious food, and even gold and silver jewelry, etc., knelt in front of the manor and worshipped him.

Heath looked at these ignorant mortals with a thoughtful expression.

"That's good news..."

The presence of these mortals reminded him of something he had to think about sooner or later when he became a wizard, and he had to think about it...

It's what every wizard must do...

He turned his head and said to the girl at the table over there, "Tiffany."

"I need you to help me with a few things..."

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