I Ascend To the Throne of God with Arcane Magic Chapter 327

Chapter 327: The inheritance of the **** Ansi Aier

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Si and Aivar quickly raised their weapons in the direction of the palace.

 The sound came from this direction.

 “Don't be so nervous.”

 The old voice sounded calmly.

 “I mean no harm.”

Subsequently, in the sight of the two of them, a somewhat insubstantial pale figure slowly emerged from the palace gate, its body floating in mid-air.

 Seeing that this is not a person with a flesh and blood body, but more like a soul like those ghosts.

Looks like an old man with a stooped body. His face is old, and the wrinkles on his face are layered like ravines.

This person was wearing a pure white robe. The cyan and blue patterns on the robe were more complex and exquisite than those of the petitioners Li Si had met before. The unique and charming patterns were very similar to the style of the palace here. It is sacred and has a divine and sublime charm.

 The old eyes looked at Li Si and the two calmly without any movement.

As if he felt that the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him did not look malicious, Aivar asked:

"who are you?"

 “Why are you here?”

 The old man looked at the two of them, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life.

“My name is Ansel, and I am the chief priest of the Church of the Gods here.”

“My Lord has been away for so long. Has anyone else finally come here after countless years?”

Listening to the inspired words of Ansel's soul, Aivar did not relax his vigilance:

“You mean this place is the church of a god, which god?”

Li Si stood quietly aside, holding the staff in his hand.

Although he learned from the system that this small island was the legacy of the **** Ans Air, he did not tell Aivar the name of the god, and there was no need to reveal too much to him.

But this is the right time to find out what this soul is.

You have to know that now it seems that this soul has independent consciousness and can exist at the core of this island. It is definitely not a simple person.

“It is my lord, the great [God of Storm and Thunder] Ansiel!”

While reciting the name of this god, Ansel obviously looked more pious and fanatical, as if he was reverent to this existence from the bottom of his heart.

 “Lord Li Si, do you see it?”

Aivar saw this and turned his attention to Li Si.

When it comes to higher levels of existence, Aivar's knowledge and insight are limited, and he cannot tell whether what the other person says is true.

Li Si nodded and looked at Ansel.

 “I have never heard of this god's name, nor of a similar existence.”

 Hitting his knowledge of this **** from the system, Li Si

 “It's natural!”

 Ansel's face naturally showed a hint of deep sadness.

“Although I don't know how many years have passed in the outside world, I think there have been countless generations in the human kingdom.”

“It is natural that no one will remember our Lord's name when he is gone.”

 “Are you saying that the **** Ansi'el has fallen?”

Li Si asked immediately, while carefully looking at Ansel's expression.

After being silent for a long time, Ansel slowly admitted:

“Yes, although I am not sure, I think it must have been caused by the action of my lord's enemy, the [Lord of Storms].”

 Lord of the Storm, is it really a divine war caused by the robbery of the priesthood?

Li Siji realized that this was pretty much what he had guessed before, and then continued to test:

 “So what exactly is this island?”

“The **** you serve has fallen, why are you still safe?”

Normally, speaking so directly to a believer in the gods would be a bit offensive, but the Ansel in front of him didn't care.

“This is a small part of my lord's kingdom, including this temple of my lord Ans-El.”

"If possible, I would like to follow my Lord and die, but not now. I still have unfinished duties."

After Ansel finished speaking, he did not stop to wait for Li Si's question, but looked at Aivar who was standing behind Li Si.

As Ansel raised his withered right hand, streaks of blue light emerged from Aivar's strong body, surrounding him.

"This is?"

Evar was a little surprised. He had never seen such a scene before, and then looked at Ansel not far away.

 “Welcome back, Lord Ivar!”

Ansel bowed slightly and saluted Aivar, and then the vision in him slowly calmed down.

After touching up and down for a while to make sure that there was no abnormality in his body, Aivar immediately asked:

“So, the special ability in my body was made by you?”

 “What kind of power is that?”

 “Why do you know me?”

 Asking several questions in succession, this is what Aivar is most concerned about. After all, it involves the special power he previously obtained from this island.

 This is why he is so eager to return to the island!

 “Please do not be anxious, Lord Ivar.”

 Ansel's body moved slowly in mid-air and appeared in front of Aivar.

Li Si, who was standing aside, also silently gave up his position and calmly observed what was happening in front of him.

Ansel's soul body was floating in mid-air, fragile and looked like it could be blown away by a gust of wind, but even so, Lis and Aivar did not dare to relax.

  No matter what the other party says, the guy who appears in such a place cannot be simple.

“Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you.”

The old voice sounded, sincere and sincere, and seemed to have a special magic power. Aivar could not help but suddenly feel that the old man in front of him was a little kind, and the defensiveness and tension in his heart also faded a little.

“When you listen to what I said, you will know what happened.”

"Our Lord Ans'el is our protector. He gives us abundant fishes, drives away the wind and rain in our future, and eliminates the suffering and danger in front of our believers."

“But that despicable and hateful guy, the Lord of Storms, regards my lord as an enemy and wants to rob my lord of his divine domain. For this reason, my lord has been fighting the Lord of Storms for a long time.”

"During this period, my Lord foreshadowed the end of his fall. In order to get rid of this, special arrangements were made to allow this temple to survive the destruction of the Kingdom of God and fall into the main world of Gaia. ”

Ansel's story seems to be remembering the glory of the past and hating the Storm Lord.

Evar couldn't help but be attracted by this narration, and listened to Ansel's eloquent words.

“And all my lord's arrangements require the opening of the bloodline of my lord's descendants.”

 “This temple has been waiting, for countless years, for the arrival of my Lord's descendants!”

 “That's you, Lord Ivar.”

As he narrated, Ansel's excited and longing eyes fell on Aivar, as if he saw hope for the future. "That blue light, that special power in your body, is the embodiment of the power of my Lord's divine bloodline, and does not come from anyone else."

 “In other words, that is your own power!”

 “My own strength?”

Aivar raised his hands and looked closely at the sacred light flashing on his hands, which seemed to vaguely resonate with the temple in front of him.

All of this is a bit too amazing, making Aivar feel a bit dreamy and unreal.

Aivar was just an ordinary mercenary before. Although he had a worry-free life due to his cautious mind and fairly good skills, that was all.

As a mercenary, Aivar could not see his future direction or the possibility of breaking through to the gold level.

 After gaining special strength from the island, he re-encouraged his upward ambitions, and it was precisely because of this that he had the desire to land on the island again.

 Now suddenly tell him, the strength you have is not obtained from this island, but your own strength.

 It is the power of the divine blood in your body!

This sudden change caught Aivar off guard. He could not imagine what relationship he could have with the great **** above.

"You haven't felt it before, but my Lord's bloodline in your body is a little weak after countless generations of inheritance. The last time you came here, I awakened the sleeping power for you."

Ansel looked at Aivar and said affirmatively.

“.This is all so sudden, I can't believe it.”

Aivar's mouth twitched slightly, he wanted to smile but couldn't.

 He turned to look at Li Si, as if he wanted to get confirmation from Li Si, but Li Si just had a blank expression and no expression.

Ansel also noticed Aivar's movements, and there was a hint of cruelty in his kind and peaceful eyes.

“I didn't show up before, and let you leave safely after awakening your bloodline, because the power of my lord's bloodline you possess is still too weak and cannot bear my lord's inheritance.”

"inherited?"

 Aivar was keenly aware of this.

“Yes, it is the gift of power left by my lord Ans Ayr.”

 Ansel paused, and then said:

  “In other words, it is the back-up plan left by my lord.”

“Preparations for the return of our Lord.”

 “Resurrection of fallen gods?”

Aivar was a little surprised. He didn't expect this to be the case.

If what Ansel said is true, then this **** Ansel should be his ancestor.

 But Ansel didn't feel much about this ancestor who suddenly appeared. After all, he had been here for more than thirty years and could live well without him.

 But the matter of resurrection always makes Aivar a little worried.

I heard other mercenaries bragging in the mercenary tavern that a certain evil **** church would do some blood sacrifices and slaughter cities in order to make the gods descend into incarnations or to resurrect the gods.

Even if he is eager to be curious about the inheritance left by the gods, he can't help but worry about being used as a spear and becoming a sacrifice for the gods' resurrection.

Ansel seemed to see what Aivar was worried about and said with a smile:

“You don't have to think too much. The ritual of resurrecting the gods is so important and requires so much power. How can it be possible to resurrect our Lord by sacrificing you?”

 “You think of the resurrection of gods too simply.”

 “And, alas~”

Ansel sighed and said inexplicably sadly:

“It's been so long that no one in the outside world remembers my lord's name anymore, and my lord's priesthood has probably been occupied by other gods.”

“It is too difficult to resurrect my lord, but it is my duty to hand over the inheritance to my lord's descendants. I must do this last thing well.”

 Aivar couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this.

 Think about it, even if you are really the descendant of the gods, it is really impossible to resurrect the gods by sacrificing yourself.

 At some point, Aivar has accepted his new identity as a descendant of the gods.

Li Si listened quietly to the conversation between the two and nodded.

Indeed, it is too difficult to resurrect a **** like Ans El that almost no one remembers.

 Even more difficult than the emergence of a new god.

 “So, what exactly is that so-called inheritance?”

Thinking of this, Aivar felt a little hot in his heart and quickly asked the old soul man in front of him.

 “Help you purify your bloodline and start the road to becoming a god.”

Ansel spoke concisely and concisely. His attention was focused on Aivar, and he did not notice the deep gaze of Li Si beside him.

 “Me too. Can I become a god?”

Aivar was a little shocked (°Д°!), he didn't expect that he could be related to such a thing as becoming a god.

Looking at Aivar's expression, Ansel had a slight smile on his face.

"Becoming a **** is not that simple. At most, my Lord Ansel can only give future generations some opportunities. How far we can go in the end depends on your efforts, Lord Aivar."

 “Huh~ I know.”

 Aivar took a deep breath, and it was obvious that he was very troubled.

 On the one hand, someone who is more powerful and may even become a **** is placed in front of him. Not many people can withstand this huge temptation.

On the other hand, although the old man who suddenly appeared seemed quite sincere, the encounters along the way made Aivar a little worried.

 It's good to gain more power, but it means nothing if you lose your life.

 “Just make your own decision.”

Li Si, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke to Aivar.

Aivar was startled and turned to look at Li Si. Is Mr. Li Si encouraging me?

After a moment of silence, Eivar gritted his teeth and said to Ansel in front of him:

 “I want to accept the inheritance, what should I do?”

 After hearing Aivar's words, Ansel said with some relief:

 “Please follow me, Lord Ivar.”

“You need to accept the inheritance of my Lord's power at the core of the temple.”

 Subsequently, Ansel floated in front, and Aivar and Lisi followed silently after getting up.

 In fact, Aivar was still a little panicked, but thinking about Li Si following him, he felt relieved.

 In the past few months, Li Si was synonymous with strength in his heart. With Mr. Li Si by his side, he should be much safer.

 The soul Ansel was in front, leading the two of them into the tall and glorious temple.

 After the two of them followed him and walked into the solemn temple, Ansel showed a strange smile on his face, but the two people behind him did not notice this scene.

 (End of this chapter)

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