In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

"There are no 'what ifs' in life, and everything that exists has its reason. Since I have come to this era, it naturally means that I have my mission."

"Is the outcome already decided?"

After answering Tramberg, Lovi looked at Barthemello.

"You've won in every sense of the word."

Barthezmero's answer was equally candid.

At this point, the so-called bet is meaningless.

The fate of the entire clock tower rests on the words of the person standing before it.

Putting aside whether the Second Mage will intervene, even if a battle does occur...

Is the Gemstone Elder guaranteed to defeat the true angel before him?

Would he risk his life against the angels for a clock tower that is dispensable?

The answer requires no thought.

So she could only force herself to continue, saying, "The winner takes all. Now you can take control of all your spoils, but... no matter what the other departments choose, the Department of Law and Politics will not back down on what you have done."

"It is an undeniable honor and achievement for you to bring the gods back to the world, but the duty of the Law and Politics Department is still to protect the Clock Tower. Even if all other departments fall silent, the Law and Politics Department will fulfill its duty in the last moment before it is destroyed."

Even knowing that the Clock Tower was about to be destroyed, Barthezmello, as the acting dean, still chose to take on this responsibility.

"He's got guts, no wonder he's Barthezmello."

Luo Wei couldn't help but admire the other party's answer.

The other magicians looked at Barthezmerro as if he were crazy, and the other members of the Law and Politics Department who heard that they were going to go up and fight Aiwass were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"interesting."

Aiwass also gave his own evaluation.

"However, you are lucky. The Holy Son said that I should be responsible for dealing with the effects of his arrival, so I will not kill you."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Seeing that things were mostly resolved, Luo Wei removed the uncomfortable thorn crown from his head and spoke to Aiwass behind him.

"As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the platinum wings behind Aiwass suddenly rose and continued to expand, completely covering the surrounding land like a platinum canopy.

Under the horrified gazes of the magicians, he plunged the light wings straight into the earth's veins and began to adjust them in his own way to accelerate their recovery.

This reduces the recovery time required from hundreds of years to just two minutes.

"Alright, everyone who needs to leave, leave now. Remember to put the main gate back on for me. You can take a look at the ley line issue when you get back."

Lovi clapped his hands, his voice deliberately loud, waking all the monarchs who were just waking up from their reverie.

Aiwas, who was behind him, also had to leave temporarily to deal with the ley line issue and adjust his physical data.

Only the monarchs remained in the courtyard, looking at each other blankly, and Lovi, who was touching the thorny scar on his head.

"So that's how it is..."

Seeing Aiwass leave, Tramberlio took a deep breath, as if he understood everything.

He was the one who destroyed the earth's veins, and he was also the one who restored them.

Thus, even those families who were intimidated by Aiwass's power but still harbored resentment lost their reason to oppose Rowe.

This is especially true for the Department of Law and Politics.

They couldn't possibly continue to charge at him and fight him to the death just because Rowe had damaged the ley lines, even after they repaired them.

That would be so stupid.

Moreover, the appearance of angels and the emergence of "law" will also represent a change in the clock tower, or even the world order.

Now, the clock tower is no longer just occupied by a certain irrelevant second magician; there is now an "angel" and a "god." Anyone with a sound mind knows that this is a new god of magic, the strongest being in Western European magic.

The so-called Twenty-Seven Ancestors and the Holy Church can never be compared with the true God.

What does Lo Wei need now?

He's already been called the "Holy Son" by Aiwass, what more could he want?

He gets whatever he wants!

After today, the appearance of Aiwas will bring about a major upheaval in the world of magic, a change unseen in a century.

The Holy Church will definitely make a big move, and the Wandering Sea will become even more frantic, after all, the God they have been longing for has really appeared in the world.

The Clock Tower will truly become the focal point of magic in this world.

And what triggered this change...

It was just that he had misjudged this priest magician.

"Don't talk nonsense. It was Aiwas who destroyed the ley lines. He was too greedy, so he ate up the London ley lines to the point of starvation. It has absolutely nothing to do with me. I am still a good clock tower magician."

Luo Wei said casually, directly shifting the blame for destroying the ley lines onto Aiwass. Anyway, He wouldn't care. As for the truth, does it still matter now?

This time, his goal is to unify the magical forces of the entire world and fight the future squarely.

Since we are all human beings, we should honestly stop fighting amongst ourselves and work together to fight against extinction.

The internal strife in the past was caused by the lack of a leader, but now... if there isn't one yet, then I am one now!

"That's all for now. If there's nothing else, you can all go home. You can send the spoils to my house tomorrow."

"By the way, the ranking assessment is too troublesome. My workshop was almost completely demolished just now, and there's no time to rebuild it. From now on, let Aiwas be the one to assess my magical achievements. I hope to see a notice in a week to disband it."

Having said what he wanted to say, without giving these guys any chance to ask any questions, Rowe turned his back and walked towards his home, not forgetting to wave to the magician behind him.

Only the monarchs remained in the courtyard, still staring at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, they all focused their gazes on Kenneth, who was trying to sneak away.

Kenneth: "..."

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I've finished writing everything, now I'm going to sleep!

There are also people who need book recommendations.

This Starry Sky Railway is so Minecraft!

Synopsis: Fu Zhu accidentally travels through the Starry Sky Railway with the MC system and, by chance, becomes sworn siblings with Xing.

The world is broken and dilapidated, and Minecraft is patching it up.

Faced with the cold wave that had persisted for centuries on Yalilo, Fu Zhu took out a lava bucket.

"There's no place that a bucket of lava can't warm!"

Faced with the Abundant Monsters that could continuously revive with the power of the Jianmu tree, Fu Zhu applied to the Shence Mansion to establish the Abundant Monster Farming Tower.

"You get loot every time you die, isn't this like having a natural loot-farming system?!"

In the very end, faced with the endless expansion and the [nothingness] that intended to reduce everything to nothingness, Fu Zhu pulled out the bedrock.

"Why don't we just surround Him?"

Chapter 158 A New Future in Our Hands

Sometimes, the reversal of the situation really happens in an instant.

The appearance of a certain person or event can bring about earth-shattering changes.

So much so that the events of the day were so surreal that the still-shaken monarchs remained in a daze on their way back.

Because the driver of the car was also a magician who witnessed the miracle, their car, due to mental instability and poor condition, caused a series of collisions on the highway on their way back, even causing a major traffic jam on the streets of suburban London.

When London police arrived at the scene, they were stunned by the horrific sight of dozens of luxury cars collided together.

Because so many important figures were involved in a car accident together, they even suspected it was a premeditated terrorist attack and immediately launched a rescue operation.

But what's even more horrifying is that these cars were all empty, without even a trace of blood.

Clearly, none of the magicians on the bus were in the mood to pay attention to the police's thoughts. They all started walking back in their own way to immediately check the status of the London ley lines and to spread the word about this event that could cause a major upheaval in the magic world.

As for the result...

We'll have to wait until later to find out.

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Time flies like an arrow; another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

It is also seven days, belonging to the sacred number "seven".

This will be the best time for Rowe, as, according to Aiwass, he has already incorporated the concept of the Holy Son into his body, so he can use some of the miracles that exist in the original texts even without preparation.

However, the scars on his body, which are also known as stigmata, cannot be removed. Perhaps one day he will actually hear the apocalypse.

Luo Wei had a similar feeling about this.

At least recently, he felt as if he had acquired the legendary ability to communicate with animals, like King Solomon. Lately, birds in the sky and beasts in the forest would appear from all sorts of places when he strolled around the yard.

Moreover, when he felt hungry, the animals actually brought him olive leaves and fruit, and then lay down on them, clearly wanting to offer themselves to him.

When he saw the skunk and beetle lying on the plate, seemingly wanting to become his sacrament, Rowe was utterly speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment. Aiwass, on the other hand, burst into laughter without any restraint and explained that this was the effect of the "Holy Child" trait.

After driving the animals away, Lowe no longer cared about his own characteristics.

His "holy son" is nothing but a fake, at best a fabrication.

It's really hard to imagine why it would have such an effect; logically, it should have disappeared after the ritual ended.

Aiwass could not give a definite answer to this either; he could only say this.

"Perhaps while you're busy working to save the world, the one above you might actually be quite fond of you too, who knows?"

Of course, there is no evidence for such a claim, and Lo Wei doesn't believe that his daily criticism of Christianity could win him the favor of the Holy Spirit.