"The child is Megan," Siegel looked up at Janet and smiled: "If you don't object. ←,."

"Megan is pretty good." Janet reached out and pulled Siegel's cheek, naughty like a child: "That is to say, you've become a god? There's no difference to the touch!"

"This is the case for the time being. Maybe in the future, I will have a fire in my eyes, a holiness radiance all over my body, or there are wings formed by elements behind me. Well, I was joking, the appearance has not changed, but the inside has changed a lot. In short, if Heim is safe, I can live a safe life in the future."

"That is, you don't have to listen to the prayers of believers and respond to their requests?" Janet said he was unbeliever.

Siegel pointed to his head, tapped his finger and said, "In fact, I can hear it anytime and anywhere, but I just ignore it. As long as the magic works normally, isn't it okay to have a temple without magic gods before?"

"Actually you can build a temple and find some priests to work for you, and the mages are fine," said Janet. "During the time you left, the Mage Society and the Star Kingdom have indeed come with many orders that cannot be refused, and the entire territory is busy. Fortunately, you left the maker golem and star rope, otherwise you will definitely reveal flaws. Speaking of this, Star rope closed itself, and all the Mill energy cores are the same. Is this what you did?"

Siegel nodded, then closed his eyes. After a few seconds he opened again and said to Janet, "It's back to normal."

In fact, it is not just about returning to normal, but also eliminating the hidden dangers. Before leaving, Siegel already knew that the plan to colonize the earth required a large number of Myer energy cores and space teleportation arrays. The latter could be handed over to the union, but the former's elemental cores could only be made by himself. In order to hide the truth that he was not in Heim, he asked the creator golem to use magic crystals as material to create pseudo-element aggregates. Such materials could allow Myer energy cores to operate, but they would last for about ten years and eventually turn into gorgeous element surges.

In fact, even his own elemental aggregate is not perfect, and it can last for up to fifty years. The only benefit is that it will not produce explosions and surges, but will only slowly extinguish. After possessing the divine power of magic, knowledge and prophecy, Siegel quickly improved the elemental aggregate core to make it safer and able to be repeatedly manufactured.

To become a god, there are rules for God. Although Siegel finds it difficult to build a temple, he still needs the faith of believers to maintain the divine fire. This has replaced his desire for food and is closely linked to the identity of God. Through the Myr Energy Core and through the magic crystal, Siegel knows that he can surround many beneficiaries, which is more extensive than providing healing. These people will closely combine magic with their own lives, and will also rely on the concept of magic, which is more efficient than any kind of temple.

"About the illegitimate child," Siegel felt it would be better to say it directly: "I told his mother before, and she refused my help. If it weren't for emergency events like asking for help, they would generally be ignored."

"Are you taking care of my feelings?" Janet asked.

Siegel nodded, there was nothing to hide. "This kind of thing is not what I want it to happen, nor is there a perfect solution. Just like life, I can only pursue better, and there is never the best. Maybe hundreds of years later, I will still be alive, but at that time it was impossible to experience life."

"Aren't you going to live forever? What a stingy god." Janet deliberately changed the subject and stepped over the matter of the illegitimate child. In any case, Siegel has become a magic god. Making him entangled in these trivial matters will only go against his wishes and cause chaos. Is there any benefit of having to argue with God or make a big fuss?

"Through cloning, you are almost youthful and you don't need me to use divine power." Siegel pointed to himself and said, "What I worry about is myself. Divine power will continue to erode me, make me lose my mortality, become like a lich, and no longer have the pleasure of life. All gods are actually like this, slowly leaving this world and becoming a puppet in their own kingdom of gods. The divine fire continues to search for new victims. Of course, from another perspective, what the divine fire is looking for is also a kind of spiritual soul with sacrifice, and will eventually sacrifice itself."

Janet blinked, thought about it carefully for a while, and suddenly said, "Don't you find it strange? Why is there such a mechanism for the gods to keep weakening? Do divine fire and clergy have to do this?"

"It has nothing to do with becoming weak..." Siegel said halfway, and his thoughts suddenly opened up. When the mind becomes a puppet, it is actually the time when the divine fire is weakest. The new magic god will only inherit the knowledge of the previous one, but this knowledge is accumulated by time and has nothing to do with the model of the divine fire. This is obviously inefficient, and it is only a path of decline.

Race gods can last longer than concept gods, perhaps because they are closer to the lives of mortals of their race. Why do demons and devils have no gods, at most they only produce powerful people similar to gods, and it may be because of the same reason. Gods put their bodies in the kingdom of God in the outer plane, far away from the world of the main material crystal wall. In the outer domain, the plane tendency alone will erase many human natures, let alone the dual influence of divine fire.

If you think about it the other way around, what if this is a mechanism of forced progress? God needs believers to strengthen himself, and he must go to believers to live the same life as them, know their needs and ideas, so that he can constantly adjust and adapt to new situations and continuously strengthen his own strength. The limitations of the crystal wall ensure that God will not use his own power to force the rules and be an observer and experiencer more.

Such a "mortal" life will give back to the gods, which may slow down their speed of assimilation by the divine fire. In this way, the purpose of eliminating the "energy" is to allow the gods to collect more or generate "energy", and this logic can also make sense. Maybe, this is the truth, something that God keeps secret.

Siegel kissed Janet deeply, thanking her spark of wisdom. Liel finally became insatiable and "fallen" faster than other gods. Perhaps it was related to his lack of a temple. After becoming Liel, he regained his humanity, which shows that experiencing life is still very useful.

"In order to be an individual for a longer time, I'm afraid I'm going to be busy." Siegel decided to promote his magic crystal plan and do it with his own hands. The territory must also be kept steady, at least until Isaac becomes an adult, which is still his responsibility. If such behavior can effectively reduce the invasion of the divine fire on the soul, Siegel will continue to do it and regard it as the norm.

"At least this time it will not be to avoid danger, but to live a better life." Janet said with a smile. She just felt that her dream had finally come true. A knight, a lord, a magistrate, now a god, and love. There is no safer and more warm home than this. Even if people always have the bad nature of greed, Janet knew that she would only greed in the future to make her children better and happier, without worrying about safety.

The two of them sat quietly, letting time flow slowly, enjoying this most precious happiness. Time is a little rich, who can be rich enough to have time to put aside all worries and worries and truly enjoy tranquility? Even God is difficult to possess this luxury, and Siegel has only experienced it for a while.

He stood up, his eyes passed through the barrier of time and space, and saw the future picture. "A guest has come, the saint of the elf, coming from the Elf Forest, and Master Lea is also passing through him." He said to Janet: "Arranging a residence for Master Lea, she can no longer go back to the Elf Forest."

"Where is that Elf Saint?" Janet asked.

"He won't live." Siegel's tone was a little cold, making Janet worry again.

In fact, it was not just the Elf Saint and Leah who came to Heim Territory, but a whole diplomatic group. Including the two top teachers of the Art Institute and three priests of the Moon Temple, the important departments of the Elf Forest who manage internal and external affairs were sent. They used a unicorn car to pull gifts and came to Heim Territory in the name of giving gifts. They all served as foils for the Elf Saint, and Siegel could tell at a glance.

With the saints of the Elf Race God beside them, can they take the initiative to say something? Perhaps the wizards of the Art Institute would have different ideas from the Elf Saint, but they would only speak after the Saint left. So Siegel only told Janet that the Elf Saint and Master Lea.

Janet thought the elves were close to the scope of Myr City, and was preparing to scold the patrolling cavalry and the spies of Heim Territory. However, the news that the elves had just set out, and the messenger of the vanguard had not crossed the hub, and was still a distance from Heim Territory. On the one hand, he lamented the strength of the god's husband, and on the other hand, he also pressed his heart and prepared the reception work in an orderly manner. Judging from Siegel's tone, there was no need for much enthusiasm for these elves.

Siegel looked confident and not anxious at all. He spent a lot of time every day caring about Isaac's education, and the rest of the time dealt with Heim's affairs, and even failed to open the laboratory door for many days. When asked why, Siegel just pointed to his head and smiled mysteriously. More than 10,000 clones were still trying to absorb the knowledge in the magic tower, and for a long time he had no energy to learn anything.

The elves are guarded by a hundred rangers, and the flags of the moon leaves are swinging in the wind, roaring. When they approached Myer City, the wind was still there, but the flags were hanging down, like wilted vegetables. The elves saint understood that this was the territory of the magic god, and if other forces did not want to cause trouble, they would stop. So he asked the elves to put away the flags, horns and other things, and Siegel would not allow these things to work anyway.
Chapter completed!