Chapter 577

[OK!]

Modrian's consciousness has just settled, and the endless dark green data flow flows like a waterfall deep in his pupils, and then turns into a turbulent flood, overflowing his eyes and rolling over the room.

WOW! WOW! WOW!

Waves of subtle waves echoed in the depths of consciousness. Modrian stared at the endless dark green torrent in front of him, as if dragging something heavy from an incomparably distant place.

The waves are undulating and the light is sparkling.

A few strands of mysterious breath fluttered above the tide and gradually haunted the room, accompanied by an inexplicable sense of depression.

Time is slipping by.

One Minute.....

Five Minutes....

Semih.

To modrian's surprise, the response of the system was a little slow this time.

No, not a little slow, but unusually slow.

It seems to encounter some obstruction, like opening the channel, countless data streams flow rapidly in the pupil, disappear and appear continuously, and then integrate into the dark green torrent.

Boom!

Suddenly, the tide rolled and lost its tranquility and tenderness. The sea was choppy and high like a wave.

The roaring tide is like a thousand roaring valleys, ten thousand thunder startling streams, and the undulating waves turn into hungry tigers and wolves.

The spectacle of the time is beyond words.

Modry quietly watched the trembling terror and unfathomable mystery filled in the waves, stood still, waiting for the final prompt of the system.

WOW!

The surging waves separated, and a huge gray white turntable overflowed the sea. You can vaguely see the fine Rune engraved on the surface of the turntable like fish scales.

In addition, there is a thin iron like pointer attached to the center of the turntable. The thin tip of the needle cuts and surges the tide to show its sharpness.

With modrian's gaze, the pointer began to rotate slowly.

Each rotation is like a pulse beating, easily stirring the torrent.

Suddenly, the pointer stopped turning!

Straight to modrian, then an earth shaking breath swept up from the dark green torrent like a storm with endless energy.

Click! Click!

The magic crystal embedded in the dome is broken, and the invisible and transparent magic energy is transformed into a defense array, which is covered downward to resist the sudden terrible smell.

But just a touch, the magic energy suddenly collapsed and had no ability to resist.

At the same time, the surrounding metal walls were impacted by the breath, breaking open cobweb like cracks, and small pieces of metal fragments fell to the ground, making a clear sound.

Modrian noticed something different, but it was not the torrent of data in front of him, but Jana in a blue bird state on her shoulder.

Looking down, he found that Jana, who was elegant from beginning to end, showed a posture of confusion and hesitation, and seemed to yearn for the fate turntable in the dark green wave at the moment.

Oh!

Jana no longer kept the green bird state and turned into the spirit of the wind. Her gray hair fluttered with the wind, and her white arms spread out, like embracing the storm rising into the sky.

Until this time, modrian realized that the [roulette of fate] pointer was not pointing to him, but to Jana.

The whisper sounded, and Jana seemed to be calling, pulling the endless storm breath to slowly fall on her side, and the roulette pointer also emerged with strands of ancient and majestic energy, just like an elf, dancing with the wind.

In an instant, the surging torrent subsided and returned to the calm picture.

"This is..."

Modrian looked at the changes in front of him with a dignified look. The dark green torrent of data flow became more and more dim. The [roulette of destiny] hung on the water, like a full moon, deep in his mind, which made people unable to look away.

[Ding... Congratulations to the host and get the destiny card: Storm goddess · Cana!]

The cold system prompt echoed in his ears. Before modrian had time to respond, the suspended [roulette of destiny] was in full bloom like a lotus, and a green card surrounded by the smell of lightning jumped out quietly.

Buzz! Buzz!

Broken scale runes, dark green data torrents, ancient and majestic energy, have been integrated into green cards.

Suddenly, the situation changed.

Over the laboratory, there were storms roaring, thunder suddenly appearing, hurricanes sweeping, and finally, together with cards, rolled into the storm all over the sky to cover up Jana's figure.

Da Da! Da Da! Da Da!

Modrian couldn't bear the overflowing breath. He took several steps back in succession, and a surprised color appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Gods?!"

"No, not exactly!"

Since the storm's wrath · Jana has been summoned, she has been sheltering Valoran and iron glass city, and does not ask for return to help the weak who ask for her.

In order to thank Jana for her kindness, those who got help erected statues and shrines and prayed sincerely every day.

The performance of similar beliefs has brought a slight change to Jana. She is no longer like the wind spirit with the mysterious posture at the beginning, but will turn into a fairy like elegant appearance to comfort people in trouble.

But now modrian's breath is completely different from that of the past, such as the God of pestilence gryras and the God of lizard man Samuel Anya.

But compared with them, the breath of Jana is a little... Incomplete.

The changes in the laboratory continued. Jana was completely in the center of the storm, with purple hazy lightning winding around the storm. The fine hurricane overflowed, sometimes circled and sometimes rewound, causing bursts of energy fluctuations.

Until it condensed into an entity and turned into a magic wand full of thunder and storm, floating in front of Cana.

As like as two peas looked at, the change of the size of the two was almost the same as that of the thunder storm.

As for the strength, he couldn't see it. He resolutely sank into the system and opened the [hero] panel.

[Name: Storm rage · Jana]

[status: Storm goddess!? (competition)]

[strength: God!???]

[item: staff of thunder storm]

Modrian saw that the round head of Jana was shining with blue and purple light. In terms of strength, the God was in doubt?

But in terms of status, storm goddess, competition?

"Do the clergy coincide?" modrian frowned. He thought of some news about the gods and their corresponding clergy.

According to the records of kaladimos, almost most of the clergy have been involved by gods, and the same clergy of gods above the weak power often merge spontaneously or consciously.

Therefore, there is often only one God with weak divine power or more in the same clergy.

Even if we can coexist in a short time, there will inevitably be a war. The winner will completely own this clergy, and the loser will lose it.

"Cana is called the goddess of storm, so there are gods with more than weak divine power on kaladimos who have this priest." modrian whispered, and Cana's figure reflected in his pupils.

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PS: I'll go, fist. Is this the beginning of tearing books again? Sakura began to vomit blood, and Jana's background story was modified