Lord of Flames

Chapter 132: A chance to intervene in the human Kingdom! clown!

Chapter 132: A chance to intervene in the human Kingdom! clown!

Chapter 132: A chance to intervene in the human Kingdom! clown!

Meng Ying was slightly stunned by the words of Teacher Martha.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Ying reacted!

In the human Kingdoms of the Continents of the Gods, some human kingdoms had only one God of faith in the whole Kingdom.

In this kind of human Kingdom, Kings were generally stronger.

And some human Kingdoms had multiple Churches settled at the same time, and a large number of Gods were vying for faith in them. This kind of human kingdom was more powerful in local power.

The Xi Ling Kingdom only believed in a single God!

However, according to Teacher Martha, that God lost in the battle of the Gods in heaven?

There were constant conflicts between the Gods, but the battle of the Gods was not so easy to fight. Once the battle was fought, the battle of the Gods often took a long time.

Losing the battle of the Gods meant that the power would be weakened, and then, the power of this God in the Continent of the Gods would be extremely compressed.

Teacher Martha said again: “Of course, this was just a rumor mentioned by my friends in the Church. Is it really unknown?”

Meng Ying thought for a while. If the news was true, it would have a lot of meaning.

If it was true, Xi Ling Kingdom would be in chaos.

A god who lost in the battle of Gods, his power in the Continent of the Gods, would definitely be taken away by the opponent.

At least half of it was safe to be taken away.

Unless the strength of the Xi Ling Kingdom was strong enough, when the Gods could only lower a small amount of power to help, or even couldn’t lower their power at all, would have defeated the opposing God’s power in the Continent of the Gods!

But that was impossible.

Even the Gods were defeated, and the Gods in the Continent of the Gods were seized, almost an ironclad thing.

If this thing was true.

The reason why the relationship between the King of the Xi Ling Kingdom and the Church was in trouble was very simple. The King only cared about his own territory!

If a God loses, the King could still maintain his rule by changing his faith.

But the church was different.

The Church was tied to the Gods, with all glory and shame!

The Church definitely wanted to threaten the King to go to war with the opponent. As long as it hurts enough to hit the opponent, it could save at least half of its territory and believers.

“This is an opportunity!”

Meng Ying thought.

This was indeed an opportunity to cut into the Xi Ling Kingdom!

It was also the first step to pass the glory of the Lord of Flame from the Orc Kingdom to the outside world!

Whether the news was true or not, they had to continue to observe for a while!

Even if it was true, it would take a lot of time for the war to start!

Meng Ying sincerely thanked Teacher Martha!

Such information could be called top secret.

The number of people who knew that news in the entire Xi Ling Kingdom would probably not exceed ten!

Teacher Martha told her!

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“No thanks, I was fortunate to have seen the power and mercy of the Lord of Flame in the Abyss. Meng Ying, please convey my respect to the Lord of Flame!”

Teacher Martha said.

Meng Ying nodded, bid farewell to Teacher Martha, and prepared to go to the City of Miracles to purchase. After recruiting enough female teachers, she returned to the City of Miracles, brought the news to the Fox Lady Qing Ling, and told them through prayers. Lord of flames.

Teacher Martha sent them out of the Wizard Tower.

“Ms. Martha, we are leaving!”

“Well, slow down!”

“Let’s go, Mia!”

“Ok!”

Meng Ying took Mia away from the Mage Tower and walked towards Falling Star City.

“Meng Ying, are you really back?”

Not long after Meng Ying walked out of the Mage Tower, she saw a group of boys and girls walking towards her, and a girl asked happily.

Seeing this girl, Meng Ying also had a smile on her face.

This was one of her few friends at the Magic Academy, Hurley.

Although Meng Ying was an orphan, her uncle’s financial conditions were not bad, but he couldn’t compare with many noble children in the Magic Academy.

She was a rare magical genius. She became a second-ranked magister at the age of 16. She was the most dazzling existence among the younger generation of the entire magic academy. That had caused many girls, especially aristocratic girls, to reject her.

However, the previous Meng Ying never cared, as talented as her, as long as her strength was up, it was easy to become a nobleman.

“Wow, Meng Ying, how do I feel that your temperament has changed so much, why are you wearing a veil?”

After Hurley approached, she felt that the temperament of Meng Ying’s body had changed drastically, and she couldn’t help being a little surprised. At the same time, she was a little curious about the veil on Meng Ying’s face.

“Meng Ying, you have disappeared for so long, maybe you marry a nobleman? I heard that some noblemen don’t like their women to show up, so they wear a veil.”

At that time, a somewhat harsh voice sounded.

“Yeah, Meng Ying, your magic talent is good, but magic cultivation is not only good talent, but also enough gold coins. If you really marry a nobleman, let that nobleman provide you with gold coin cultivation, it’s not bad. Choice.”

Another girl’s voice sounded.

Meng Ying turned her head and looked, she saw a few noble girls wearing delicate fabrics standing behind Heli, and beside them, there were several noble boys.

In the Magic Academy, there were more aristocratic students than civilian students. Learning magic was a costly thing.

There was basically not much overlap between those two types of students.

Generally speaking, the achievements of civilian magistrates could hardly catch up with noble magistrates, except for geniuses like Meng Ying.

Once there was a genius like Meng Ying and not very gregarious, there would be a lot of discussion behind those noble students.

But this time, they actually started talking face-to-face.

The reason was very simple.

The few aristocratic teenagers who came with her were all attracted by Meng Ying’s temperament. Although Meng Ying was wearing a veil on her face, they were completely dumbfounded.

Those noble girls were jealous!

“You don’t believe me. Although my magic talent is average, my father asked me to worship a fifth ranked great magician as a teacher regardless of the cost. I have almost reached second rank now, Meng Ying, I am about to catch up with you! ”

Immediately, another fat noble girl stood up proudly.

“Hehe, if Meng Ying really marries a nobleman, it is not easy to want gold coins, you can’t catch up with her!”

Another aristocratic girl blocked Yang’s weird way.

“Meng Ying, who are they?”

Winged Maiden Mia frowned. In her opinion, these noble girls were as annoying as flies.

“Hey, Winged Maiden, I’m not mistaken, I actually saw Winged Maidens before, you don’t believe me, the last time I saw Winged Maiden was in the zoo of my father’s friend’s house. That Winged Maiden was a good mount.”

The aristocratic girl who said she was about 2nd rank before said with a trace of obvious disdain.

While she was talking, she stepped forward, tried to touch Mia’s wings: “Your wings are so white, you are completely different from the Winged Maidens. You can’t paint them, right?”

However, before her hand touched Mia, she felt a fiery force coming over.

boom!

That noble girl who was as fat as a pig was blown up instantly!

Flew a full ten meters away, and then suddenly landed on the ground, his face scorched.

Even the hair was blown up.

That face, which was originally like a big pie, had swollen because it landed first, and turned into a completely pig face.

This aristocratic girl also had to thank the academy of magic and the place where Meng Ying had studied for several years. Meng Ying didn’t want to kill people here.

As the saint of Lin Yan, Meng Ying had experienced countless battles in this period of time. The number of orc warriors who died in her hands were not ten thousand, and there were several thousand. It seemed that there was nothing more than a noble girl like a clown.

“Ah, my face, my face, you actually shot me, you’re done, I…!”

boom!

The noble girl’s voice hadn’t died yet, and she was blown up again.