The acting lord of Heim, commander of the Magic Warrior Order, and the female knight Mana gave up her title of viscount, gave up her territory, gave up all the positions she had in Heim, and went to the Temple of Magic to become a Paladin. Although it is not yet certain whether she is the chief of the Paladin, the current ritual force is only ten people, which is not as large as a patrol team in Myer City.

This is undoubtedly a major change in the power class for the Heim Territory. Whoever can replace Mana as the acting lord will influence the direction of this powerful territory for a long time. The news that Siegel will hand over the lord's position to his son Isaac has been spread. Everyone knows that the young lord is still very young and needs someone to assist in managing most of the territorial affairs for a long time. It’s not that the mistress Janet cannot do well, she has no actual rights and responsibilities in the Heim Territory after all.

At this time, everyone wants to show themselves, but no one dares to emerge easily. They are not facing a simple marquis, lords, but a true god. According to legend, God is omnipotent (when all gods are added together), and his temper is sometimes capricious. If you want to go further in your position, you need to find the right opportunity, especially when Siegel is in a good mood.

These people are destined to be disappointed. When Janet is in a bad mood, Siegel is naturally the first to be affected and is in a depressed mood.

"Your temple is really interesting, one by one, has passed." Janet hugged Megan and said while breastfeeding: "Fortunately, Elsa didn't go, otherwise it would be complete. It is said that the temple is the home of the gods, and it seems that you really think so!"

"My home is here, beside you, Isaac and Megan." Siegel could only explain this: "After that, who approved Mana's request to give up the title and the Knight's Vow?"

"He found Isaac and approved it through the small council." Janet paused for a moment, and said, "I know this... I know about this. There was no way at that time. Mana was determined to follow you to be a paladin. She wanted to donate all her territory and property to the Temple of Magic. Isaac stopped her from doing so."

Siegel snorted, "Don't hide it for him. I can imagine how firm Mana was at that time, but Isaac did what he shouldn't have done. Mana is my loyalty knight, and only I can lift the oath. Even if I give both the title and Heim leader to Isaac, Isaac has no power to manage until Mana agrees to re-swear allegiance with me."

"Oath? Mana did not break or lift the oath at all. She was still loyal to you because you are a magic god and a paladin of the magic god. Now it is more convenient. As long as she prays, you can hear it and don't tell me whether you choose to listen or not, but you can hear it! And Wendy, you must keep chattering in your ears! Siegel, this incident made me very unhappy. If I hadn't been able to beat you, I would beat you up!"

"If you just beat me up, you can do it anytime, and I will definitely not fight back." Siegel squatted in front of Janet: "I respect your promises, I have strong restraint and restraint ability, you must have confidence in me. I can even cut off the divine fire and the priesthood to give it to others, just to fulfill the agreement between us. There are not many gods that can do this!"

"I will also look at you after you explain." Janet pointed to Siegel and said, "Shenzhen, you can find whoever you want to go in. I can't stop you if you have two more. But don't forget that you are responsible for magic and knowledge, not impulse and love. Many people are staring at you, don't do things that destroy your happiness now!"

"Yes, I get it."

Although the verbal incident seemed to have passed, the atmosphere in Myer City was still not very good. Although Janet did not mention this incident, she still rarely saw a smile on her face. Siegel knew that it would take time and perhaps still distance, so she prepared to start his journey to the north.

When he first went to the north, Janet was accompanied by his side. The two of them didn't know what dangers would be ahead, or they knew there was dangers to the front but they didn't care. At that time, they moved forward like an outing. When they encountered rivers, they stopped to fetch water, caught fish, and when they met small animals, they shot them with bows and arrows or magic to make dinner. They never took more, but they didn't feel wronged, and they rushed to the front line of the orc battlefield.

It's very different now. Siegel has become a god. When the highest power in the mortal world is a saint, his safety is absolutely guaranteed. He no longer has the worries of catching fish and getting water. He does not need to find a safe place to sleep before the night falls. If he let go of his breath, even if a slight slightest reveals, the beasts either flee from afar or lie on the ground without moving; but if he completely restrains his breath, the beasts will think that he is a stone or a walking bark.

If you want to maintain the happiness of mortals, you must have the suffering of mortals, which is an almost difficult contradiction for gods. Perhaps it is not that those gods do not want to keep their mortality and have more time to exist, but they cannot do it at all.

This was originally a relaxing process. Through his feet, he walked the road he had passed by, took a look at the scenery in the past, and used it to experience his mood. Siegel even found a place where he made a vow under the starry sky, where there were no traces of camping, and it was covered with weeds and sand as the surroundings. When he came to this place, Siegel did not feel happy, sad, nostalgic or longing, but was a calm mood like a stagnant water. This was the thing that scared him the most. At this time, even the little depression in Myer City was much better than the current state.

"End this matter as soon as possible and go home." Siegel smoothed the camping place with his hands, combining teleportation and arbitrary doors to speed up his progress.

After years of war, the orcs in the northern wastelands stabilized their positions and began to reproduce again. Originally, the Jackdaw tribe had the opportunity to completely break up the social structure of the orcs and solve the troubles in the north for many years. However, in order to become a real king of the north, Kerry mobilized his troops to occupy the Deepwater City. The cunning merchant alliance in the city had long transferred industries and property, part of them went to Tu'er Port, and part of them went to the Eastern Continent. Kerry finally got a city that was almost smashed into ruins, and tens of thousands of war refugees who were hungry.

He did become the king of the north, but Deepwater City did not strengthen his power, but greatly slowed down his pace. If he killed these tens of thousands of prisoners, or used them as slaves, it would likely arouse the conquest of all countries in the New World, and even the Heim leader would have to send troops, which was something that the Jackdaw tribe could not bear. Therefore, Kerry needed to spend a lot of effort in the rear to resettle these prisoners, and even the troops who could have gone to the north were left at home in case of "unstability".

Orcs get a chance to breathe, and they seize the time to survive. If they do not consider their means of survival, orcs are not essentially different from other races in terms of will.

Siegel continued to head north and came to the wilderness where both the strong orcs, trolls and giants were unwilling to go deep into. There was almost no grass here, and black gravel was seen everywhere. Occasionally, the soil was hidden in the cracks of the gravel, and no plants occurred. In fact, there were often storms here, and stones with sharp edges swept across the earth, killing all vitality.

What ultimately determines whether it can survive is not the thickness of the steel armor, but whether green can grow in the soil. This is the role of the mother of the earth, which belongs to its rules. Magic does not help this place at all. Even if the wall blocks the storm with force, can it still change the climate and geological environment of the entire place and thus create momentum?

Siegel also encountered such a storm on his way north. The black and gray that covered the sky, the gravels constantly collided in the wind, making a rattle that made people's teeth sore. In an instant, Siegel seemed to hear the sound of the bow of the boat splitting the waves, and the vibration from his feet was like the bumps of the waves. He lowered his head and moved forward against the storm. His powerful body blessed by divine power ignored these terrible blades, and the power of the mind moved him firmly to the ground. He was a stronger force than this storm. Whether it was power or destruction, God could do better.

When he walked out of the storm, he had only a layer of dust on his body and no other damage. However, when he slapped off the dust, he was surprised to find that the dust was mixed with very tiny green. This root plant, which was even more subtle than algae, was light and small, and seemed hollow inside, and could be rolled up to the sky when a gust of wind blew. They survived tenaciously in a barren land, never growing big or getting taller, but they could live forever.

Siegel carefully packed out some of the plants and teleported them to his own Kingdom of God. The Magic Academy, which was destroyed by his battle with Leh, is still being reorganized. The restoration of the building is just a matter of thought, but to restore the room that was removed before to normal, it will take until Siegel completely absorbs the divine fire.

Continue to the north, there is nothing on the ground, and there is no gravel. Here, it is flat like a temple hall, smooth, mirror-like stone slabs extending from the foot to the end of the sky. There is no wind, snow, vegetation or even sound here, it is completely an isolated and remote place. Looking around, only the lightning that continues to emit from the wall of storms is the only thing that is still changing here.

The reason for this abnormal situation is the Wall of Storm. It is not just a collection of lightning, rain clouds and tornadoes, but an extermination device of crystal wall rules. The state of "existence" begins to "death" when approaching the Wall of Storm and gradually becomes a state of nothingness. Among all concepts, the most fragile one is life, which is also the earliest to disappear.

Walking here on the flat ground, feeling the cold and hotness coming from the soles of feet, even the magic god felt the threat. The crystal wall is the container of rules, God is the special case and will of rules, and the wall of storm is the root of the end and regeneration of everything. The rules that can be destroyed also include God, so Siegel felt his skin tightening and his mental tension was reasonable.

The sky soon darkened, not because the sun sets, but because the concept of light is disappearing. The wall of storm has changed from the original light in the sky to the giant object that needs to be looked up. Each red lightning bolt is a hundred meters thick, carrying a huge force, and constantly blowing out huge pits on the ground.

A crack was created at the edge of the pit, and it continued to spread forward. If the cracks gathered together, the ground would peel off and fall forever into the storm of destruction and would never appear again. At this time, a white light kept making up for the crack and eliminated the impact of the lightning destruction on the earth. Therefore, for many years, the Wall of Storm has not been able to move forward, and the entire world of Thunder Wall is temporarily safe.

Ask yourself, if you let yourself do the same thing for hundreds or thousands of years, or do it while being monitored and controlled, can you do it? How deep obsession is needed to persevere? Compared with this perseverance, the human nature that has been wiped out by the fire of divine seems too weak? If the fire of divine is the wall of storm, then I hope you can also have the ability to persevere, and then persist, and maintain the strength of resistance.

However, where is the shadow of the passing spirit? Siegel knew that his eyesight was extraordinary and could see nothing. At this moment, he felt the fluctuations of space magic, and someone was trying to teleport to him.

Another saint exudes an endless silence. Siegel lets the space lock so that he can get close to him, but he didn't expect that he would be a "her". In front of Siegel was a little girl who wrapped herself up with a black cloak and a purple mask, leaving only her gloomy eyebrows and straight nose, dark brown curly hair exposed from the corner of the hood, and she drags a two-meter-long thorny whip in her hand. She looks only about ten years old, and she should be the age of reading and looking forward to the story of the Princess Knight, but she has become the manager of the dead and lives in this place closest to nothingness in the world all day long.

"God of Magic, God of Magic, the God of Death asks me to say hello to you and express my sincere disappointment for you to get rid of death. May you enjoy the torture of the world and destroy your soul in the burning of the divine fire." The girl of Death's voice was crisp and beautiful, but there was always a strange and coldness that could not be said. "He also said, please don't bother to destroy me, just a saint, there is no difference between death and immortality."

西格尔低头看了她一眼,小女孩儿果然没有一丝恐惧.死神的圣者回归死亡不过是回家而已,所以吓唬她也没什么意思.“你有什么名字吗?谋杀之神的圣者管自己叫查内姆,你呢?”

"Death." The saint answered briefly.

"Okay, Miss Daisy, according to the agreement of the gods, I will come here to see the situation of the Death Spirit. Now there is nothing here. Is the trouble solved? You won't use such contradictory things to pay for your debts, right? (I agreed to visit the Dice Criminal if I solve the problem, but if there is no problem, wouldn't it never be solved?)"

"Of course not, death is never a joke." The little girl made a gesture to Siegel and guided him forward. "Of course God of Magic, the shadow of the dead spirit is here, I will introduce you to the situation." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!