"There is a huge gap between mortals and gods. The most fundamental thing is the difference in carrying capacity. You can't expect to fill the water of the entire sea with a cup!"

It was Lie's tone, but it was spoken from a little girl under ten years old, which looked very strange. She was also wearing a black velvet shirt and barefoots. The difference was that she was leaning on a sky blue crutch in her hand.

"The old human beings are goblins afterwards. Why do you take such a form? Will it be related to the destroyed goblin world?" Siegel saw the girl's face change, and knew that he had guessed it correctly. By conquering the goblin world, the reputation of the mage association has reached its highest level, and Lill has no room for development. At this time, goblins are at a low point. They need a savior and someone to lead the revival. Perhaps there is no safe environment for them to survive on the "earth", but goblins are born to adapt to underground life, and they may be able to develop new mages and embark on a new journey.

Although this process is difficult, through him, Lie can gain more believers, believers of the magic god. Even if he no longer has the divine fire, he still cannot change this habit. Or is he going to hope that his power can go further when he returns?

Perhaps that's why the magic god fire is stronger than Chanem expected.

"A mage once used his spell to replace the identity of the magic god, and thus became a god in one fell swoop. But he could not bear the knowledge and power of God, which led to problems with the magic of the whole world. A powerful magic empire was destroyed, and all the mages were killed and injured. He used his life and the sacrifice of the magic god, but only learned a lesson. If you embraced the divine fire, the same end would be! Everything you love, Heim, Janet, Isaac, and the Federation, would turn into an extremely gorgeous firework, or become a meteor, and then fall after passing the last light."

"I have also heard of that story. This story is circulated in the entire multiverse, and everyone knows it." Siegel said: "I only know that the mage succeeded and died, and the goddess of magic died but also lived. This story is told by the surviving people, and I don't believe in the version passed down by magic gods."

He reached out and reached out to the cold blue crystal, the holy power began to wrap around his arms, and his movements were gentle like a lover's caress. "Do you know what the greatest power of human beings comes from? That is doubt and hope. We will doubt everything, including the experience and lessons of our predecessors; we will make mistakes repeatedly, holding the hope of success this time; we will learn everything by not learning," he said.

Siegel shouted, "What do you know, God?"

The little girl roared, rushed to the crystal with any door, and waved her long staff to Siegel's forehead. "I'm waiting for you!" Siegel lowered her body, avoided the attack, and then took out an obsidian dagger to stab her.

"Sealing Power: Memory Transfer!" The obsidian dagger was inserted into the little girl's belly. A sharp point appeared from behind. "Leil" then realized that everything was Siegel's pretending to be. She kept spraying flames or lightning from her palms, but they were blocked by Siegel with elemental control ability. Although Liegel mastered many methods of assassins to fight in close combat, she could not perform in a little girl's body and was restrained by Siegel, who possessed elf pace and dwarf combat skills. In addition, the infinite elemental energy provided by the Myr energy core, "adults" quickly gained the upper hand.

Blood kept flowing down from the wounds on the abdomen, and soon dyed the ground a slippery dark red. Star Dust pulled out of the scabbard and joined the battle group. The long sword was swung and the staff intersected. Siegel finally seized a chance to kick Liele's blue staff out. In the shadow of the sword, Liele's young woman paused, and then fell down with her broken heart.

Siegel's body was covered with blood, but it was all from his opponent. He had almost no wounds. The strike of the staff only caused bruises and bruises, which was thanks to Chanem's use of the orc saint's holy power, which gave him such tough skin. The obsidian dagger shone with light, trapping a ghost that resembled Leh in the body of the little girl. It struggled and screamed, trying to escape before its body died completely, just like a lich returning to the life box and reborn. But the obsidian dagger fixed it tightly to the ground, not giving it this chance.

Death came, and together they took away this memory of Lehl. Siegel breathed a sigh of relief, ignored the mud on the ground, fell down, took out the magic potion and poured it into his throat. By the way, he ate two more elf biscuits, which made his body feel much better.

A shout came from afar outside, and the sound seemed to be coming from the next floor. "Sigel, do you still have 5,000 points? I can't go up to the top floor!"

It was Chanem's voice. It seemed that he was still alive and passed the test of the wild beasts. In fact, there was no test. After all, all animals rested while sleeping or died while sleeping. He also had to do what he promised, so Siegel transferred Chanem to Chanem's five thousand points through the God of Lamp and waited for him to come up.

“It’s really beautiful, so beautiful!”

Siegel knew that Chanem was not talking about him, but the magic god fire behind him. If he looked at the god fire for a long time, he would be attracted to it himself and would be addicted to it forever.

Fortunately, it was not the first time Chanem had seen Divine Fire. The former Glutinous Monster God had contributed relevant experience to him, so he came back to his senses a few minutes later. "I really didn't expect that you actually kept your promise and brought me up."

"I like to do this." Siegel simply smiled, "but I have a question, will I really die if I touch the divine fire?"

"It's not 100% and there's still hope. Of course, your mortal body was completely impossible, but the body of a saint now can provide a glimmer of opportunity." Chanem spread his hands and rarely told the truth in his life: "I also accepted the power of the colloidal monster gods. Isn't it okay now? If you want to increase your chances of success, don't be too greedy. You'd rather waste your divine power than swallow them all. I've taught you a way to tear apart the divine fire and the priesthood. This is a unique secret method inherited from the ancient god of death. If it weren't for this, you would indeed be a 100% death ending."

"Liel is dead, my goal has been achieved. You should just want this divine fire." Siegel shook his head, suppressed his impulse, and bit his lip and said, "I don't need to take unnecessary risks, right?"

"You actually gave up at this time? Are you timid?" Chanem was a little incredible: "That is not an ordinary treasure, it is a divine fire! The magic god's divine fire and priesthood are one of the strongest forces in the multiverse! Are you giving up now?"

"I can't say I give up, but I'm not interested for the moment. Maybe the previous battle was too intense. Anyway, you will tear the divine fire apart, so you can play by yourself." Siegel sat up from the ground, came to the little girl's body, pulled out the obsidian dagger, and took it back. "By the way, give me the obsidian dagger on Liele. It was made of fragments of dice, and I want to take it all back."

"It's up to you!" Chanem waved his hand and stood in front of the crystal. The holy power wrapped around him, drilled into his nose, and drilled into his pores, giving him an extremely comfortable feeling. "You give up is the greatest help to me. I thank you, Siegel, sincerely!"

Siegel cut through the space barrier, took the obsidian dagger on the body of the old human man Liele, and carefully inserted it into the scabbard at his waist. In this way, he had two hands, the remaining one in Evan's hands and the other in the magic tower of the goblin world. He heard Chanem's words of thanks, paused for a moment, hesitated for a while and said, "I think things shouldn't be that simple."

Chanem trembled and a drop of sweat fell. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"When she was about to fail, the little girl who transformed Liele did want to touch the crystal, and seemed to have to take the lead in gaining divine power. But she could obviously go directly to the other side of the crystal, instead of being distracted to attack me. She knew that the divine fire had a great impact on us, and we could not be faster than her, but why bother to do two things? This was completely inefficient. So, I think Liele might have a backup plan."

"Damn it, you're kidding, why are you talking now?" Chanem roared: "I've put my hands on!"

He did not take the initiative to put it up, but was attracted by divine power and pulled it up unknowingly. The divine fire in the blue crystal shone brightly, and with a loud bang, it broke through the shackles, ignited Chanem's hands, and climbed up along his arms. There was no longer the pleasure of comfort, the only pain brought by the impact of energy.

On the periphery of the Divine Fire, there is a layer of destructive lightning, exactly the same as the power used by the fourth layer of the six-armed lamp god. Siegel carefully studied the six-armed lamp god and found that there was no destructive lightning in the original design, which was completely generated independently from the back. The original intention of the lamp god was to manage all magical items, including other layers of prophecy crystal balls, monster wilderness, the large library and the first layer of copying room. Siegel believed that even the top layer was under its management.

In other places, there is no scene where lightning can be used. If you think in the worst direction, it is very likely that this force will be placed at the top. No matter what, Siegel knows that it is necessary to restrain greed and always keep thinking rationally. How many thieves died in the last trap in front of treasure? Even the thieves and the saints of the assassin were also caught?

Siegel could not be 100% sure of the existence of the trap, only the most basic guess. After hearing Chanem's scream, he picked up the obsidian dagger and stabbed Chanem's shoulder. "Shield all abilities to contact energy."

The Destruction Lightning suddenly couldn't find an opponent, so he could only jump wildly outside the divine fire. Siegel dragged Chanem back and threw it on the ground while retracting the dagger.

The murdered sacred person disappeared from below the forearm. If it was later, lightning swallowed to the torso, it would be really unsuccessful. "If I were you, you would not be in a hurry to recover. You'd better wait for a while to let the power of destruction dissipate, otherwise no matter what you do, it would be in vain."
Chapter completed!