My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 336 End
"Barron, how are you doing! Can you still fight?"

A stern-faced young man wearing a white sage robe came to the scarred Barron.

He waved a piece of brilliance casually, dispelling the thick green fog that surrounded Barron and himself with the smell of the forest under the midday sun.

The thick green fog is dense and opaque, and occasionally you can hear the screams of wild animals, making it difficult to tell where you are.

"The Green God is the eternal enemy of the Morning Star."

Thousands of years ago, when wizard civilization still ruled the entire land, this prophecy had spread throughout all the lands that humans have set foot on.

"It's okay! Mr. Speaker! He's not dead yet!"

After hearing the words of the boy next to him, Barron stood up from the ground slowly with a grin on his face. The hand that had just covered the wound on his abdomen was already covered with blood that gradually turned emerald green.

He had to drag his tired body again and start the underground ether engine again to drive a huge amount of ether into his body to expel the dead curse of the green god from his body.

This is the experience summed up by the sages in hundreds of years of fighting against wizards.

The sages claim that ether is given energy to this world by the morning star, which is proof that the morning star protects the world, although most of the sages do not believe this rhetoric in private.

But there is no doubt that the etheric energy between heaven and earth does have some qualities of the morning star.

Although the sages have ruled out the speculation that the ether energy in this world comes from the Morning Star - after all, the scale of the ether energy pouring into this world all the time is really too huge.

Even if you drain the Morning Star, I'm afraid it won't be enough.

What's more, isn't today's morning star hanging in the sky in good order?

The sages have proposed a guess that is relatively accepted by the world. It is that the Morning Star has passed some way to change the characteristics of the ether when the ether energy between the stars breaks through the crystal wall and pours into the world. Easier to be manipulated and mastered by sages.

With the turbulent ether around Barron, the surrounding green tide is being continuously dispelled, and the wound in Barron's abdomen that continuously oozes contaminated emerald blood is also constantly healing as the ether flows out.

"Ether, we are the outflow of all things..."

When the boy next to Barron saw this scene, he couldn't help but silently closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and prayed to the morning star in the sky.

After confirming that although Barron's face was pale, his body was basically fine.

The young man raised his head. The silver-gray disc-like palm-sized ether engine on his right hand sprayed mist and roared three times.

A silver-white column enveloped him and flew towards the sages above him who were chasing the wizards in the green mist.

but--

"Please stay, Mr. Speaker——"

Another old, dry sound came from the thick green mist.

Compared to before, this voice seemed even more dead and void.

Sometimes it even makes people doubt whether this sound can be made by humans.

But wherever the sound came, the five sages, including the young man, couldn't help but stop at the same time.

Blocked by the deadly threat coming from the green mist, he watched helplessly not far away, as the two wizards who had been injured in the previous battle fled away.

"Only you?"

The white-faced young man known as the Speaker looked at the green mist that was constantly surging in front of him, as if he wanted to see through it the skinny and dead figure hidden in it.

And saw that he was destined to be uprooted here and burned to ashes.

Moreover, compared to those two people, the old wizard in front of him was in a much better state.

The young man couldn't help but frown when he saw this, and turned to look at Zhu Houcong who was standing outside the green screen not far away.

It seems that after the battle is over, it is time to take the opportunity to rectify the atmosphere of the sages. If everyone is as ineffective as they are now, will the Federation's war in the Southern Continent continue?

Although he was slightly dissatisfied with Zhu Houcong in his heart, the enemy in front of him was the opponent that he needed to deal with first.

These three wizards were so audacious that they dared to openly attack federal territory in Matruh in broad daylight.

For Samson Bader, who is the Speaker of Matruh, this is absolutely intolerable.

The old voice hidden in the green mist in front of him heard Bard's somewhat contemptuous words, and there was a hint of weirdness in his words.

And will use actions next to prove the arrogance of these sages, who have almost lost all necessary sense of crisis in the comfortable civilized life.

He said slowly. "With the blessing of the Green God, even if I am alone, it will be enough to deal with everything!"

……

Along with the last sage who was severely injured by the almost endless branches and vines in the green mist, Bard threw him out of the green mist.

Bard also took advantage of the opportunity that Senator Sander had created for himself with his serious injury, and struck a palm in front of the old wizard who was hidden in the green mist. At this moment, as the sages sacrificed their lives to attack, Bard could not reveal himself.

This blow will definitely knock you down!
After staying in the green mist for too long, the Green God's curse came like a shadow, and Bard felt like his whole body was on fire.

Hallucinations seemed to begin to appear before his eyes.

But he still gathered all the ether in his body and smashed hard at the wizard whose exposed skin in front of him had turned into something similar to dead wood.

This was supposed to be the decisive blow.

But the next moment, something happened that made him stunned.

The etheric spear that gathered the energy of his whole body drew a strange arc in the green mist. At this time, the young-looking speaker discovered that the space in the green mist had been completely disconnected from the outside world.

Although it was clearly within reach, the spear flew for dozens of seconds, and with a huge roar not far away, it disappeared in front of Bard's eyes.

"A responsible idiot will at least not let others pay for his mistakes——"

The voice next to his ears came again, seeming to be laughing at the stupidity of the person in front of him.

Bard was not given any time to react.

Sharp dry tree trunks emerged from the green mist in an instant, stabbing straight at Bard in the green mist from all directions.

Finished!

The Speaker of the Matruh Parliament, the theoretical highest official in the Southern Continent, looked at the tree trunk in front of him that was stabbing straight towards his chest.

He wanted to move, but the previous attack had exhausted all his strength, and his whole body was paralyzed by the erosion of the green mist.

He could only react in the simplest way, moving his lips and fingers, but it was obvious that he could not avoid the attack of these monster trees in front of him who wanted to suck him into dried meat.

At this time, he was looking at the green mist around him, and his heart was full of horror.

Why, it was clear that flushing with a large amount of ether was very effective in breaking the green god's curse.

"Yes, ether can block the power of Green God to a certain extent, but conversely, Green God's magic network can also block the interference of ether."

The voice coming from the green mist was still so sharp.

But at this time, because he was sure of victory, he lost some of his previous composure, and was filled with a certain sense of triumph that he was about to capture his prey.

Bud felt the unusually slow replenishment of ether in his body.

Previously, he thought it was physical paralysis that led to the decline in the ability to use ether.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so.

He closed his eyes and prepared to die.

The sound of sparse trees scraping the ground beside my ears.

The green mist isolated everything, and those wizards who had been severely injured in the previous battle were obviously unlikely to rush in to save themselves.

After all, if they had this ability, then they would not have to face the risk of the terrifying Green God Priest alone and send them out one by one instead of staying to fight with him.

Is today the day of my death?

He murmured to himself.

And just when he was in despair.

A pair of hands with a burning breath rested on his shoulders, accompanied by a sincere blessing from the bottom of his heart.

"It's great that you're okay! The Federation still needs you for its military affairs in the Southern Continent, so you must not let anything happen to you!"

After all, if the Federation collapses in the Southern Continent and the wizards take control of the Southern Continent, my trip to the White Tower, tasks, promotions, agreements, taking advantage of the chaos to secretly learn the techniques of wizards and sages... will all be in vain. No!

(End of this chapter)