This was their second meeting. Before, Siegel sent the dragon girl Modesti to find her father. At that time, he only knew that Lynch was a powerful legendary wizard who had lived for many years by controlling the speed of time passage.》He learned the skills of the master of time control from Lynch, but he had never really seen through his essence.

"I once had a friend from your world, a monk named Regula. It's been a lot of years, and does anyone know that he is a problem." Lynch and Siegel left the temple and came to the reception room of Mill Castle. There were only two of them in this room, and everyone else left. The dragon girl Modesti looked much more sensible and went to play with Janet and Isaac early. However, Isaac is now the lord. Although he is still very close to the dragon girl, it has become less fun to "pretend" to be an adult. Megan's baby replaced the dragon girl toy, but she also has to slowly go through the process of adapting to the dragon power.

"I know that the legendary monk Regula, who once went to another world to take risks and brought his wife back." Siegel found a biography of the character in Regula from the big library and handed it to Lynch. "This is probably the closest record to the facts, but unfortunately his descendants failed to continue to this day."

Lynch nodded, and after taking the book, he said in a calm voice: "Living for a long time, I will see more such things. I have long lost friends in my own world. The blood that I left behind has grown through branches and leaves is so weak that I can hardly feel it. I used to go back and see it, but with the death of those long-lived friends and their children and grandchildren, it is meaningless to go again."

"Think about it, it's really a terrible thing," said Siegel. "Time will smooth everything out, and even legendary wizards cannot reverse it."

"No, some things are uneven." Lynch did not agree with Siegel's point of view: "The invasion of the divine fire on human hearts will not change with time, and time itself is also an exception. In fact, I came to you because there was something I wanted to cooperate with you."

"You are actually a god, right? I only have a handful of experience, how can I help you?" Siegel asked in confusion.

Lynch walked two steps in the room, then reached out and took out five scrolls from the void. "My power comes from these five secret scrolls, namely the basis of magic, spell creation, advanced creation, space knowledge and artifact manufacturing. I have been studying for many years and have always wanted to know what their original roots were. At present, I can only guess that it is a magic god of creation level. I have learned these five secret scrolls over and over again and again, and there is no room for improvement. I need new ideas to help me further improve. Modesti..."

"Do you want twenty-sided dice, too?" Siegel interrupted.

"Yes, I used the omniscient tower to peek at the history of your crystal walls and infer the existence of such things. They are also creatures of the Creation God level, just as magical." Lynch smiled and changed the subject: "But I also know that good horses, good saddles and good riders should cooperate with each other. Unless I have absolute confidence and use twenty-sided dice is better than you, I will not want to take this thing away from you."

"Is it all based on your thoughts?" Siegel was on guard, and this should not be another Liel.

"No, I don't believe in thoughts, I only believe in facts. Although I can stagnate time, I lack the ability to travel through time, so I can't see the future at all. There is no rule of time in my five secret scrolls. This is a weakness, but not a bad thing. Because all my judgments will be based on facts that have happened. I need a smart, inspired, and always energetic research partner, which is tens of millions of times more important than taking advantage of the trick."

"What are you going to study?"

"Time." Lynch said: "I want to know the secret of time. I want to have the ability to go back to the past. It's not to change history, but to look at those old friends. I need to revisit what happened when I was a human being so that I won't become a puppet of the divine fire."

"I was saved once by my future self."

"Ha, then I'll find the right one for you." Lynch finally smiled. "In exchange, I can use the space power I have studied for thousands of years to help you solve the problem of the end of the world. The Storm of Destruction has always been my research direction. Although I have never achieved any results, it is still possible to help you evacuate."

Siegel reached out and was about to hold it with Lynch when he heard a sharp laugh from outside. "Hmph, wait a moment, don't be so anxious!"

"You are..." The servant's voice came from outside and then stopped abruptly. Siegel's perception of gods could penetrate all barriers within thirteen miles, so he could see the process clearly. The servant was just immobilized and could be untied in a short while without any damage.

The person who used the immobilization spell was a man with blue oil paint on his face, highlighting his eyes, lips and ears, but covering his nose. His black cloak could not cover his slightly hunched body, and his full-covering gloves made of blue dragon skin stretched out from under the cloak, holding a staff. The staff with a skull was two meters long and looked extremely heavy. It knocked on the ground and made a dull thud sound, making him walk as if he was holding a pillar. Behind him was a mage, and the association robe on his body accurately expressed his identity. When the mage of blue oil paint pushed the door in, Siegel and Lynch clearly noticed that the magic circle on the door was eroded by a strange force, as if it was suddenly aging, and did not play a protective or early warning role at all.

"I came at the right time, otherwise I would return empty-handed, which would make me extremely unhappy, and someone would be in trouble!" said the mage of oil lottery: "I want unlimited energy and nuclear technology. I have half a plane, enough to stuff 300 million to 400 million people. The premise is that it is not the size of Titan. Who is Siegel Squid, you, or you?"

He pointed his finger at the two mages in the room, as if they were not affected by the power fluctuations on their bodies. Lynch took a step back and gave up Siegel's position. He also threw the Secret Scroll back into the void.

"I'm Siegel Squid, do you have a half plane on your hand?"

"Yes, I am not a fool. I have the coordinates of the position, and I also have the secret locks that pass through. That half plane is almost about to become a crystal wall, so you will make a fortune after buying it now." The mage said: "But, do you really have permanent devices with unlimited energy? Not to mention the fakes that steal energy like Naisereni Nuclear!"

"It's not entirely permanent and infinite energy, and it needs to be repaired every few decades." Siegel felt an instinctive delay at the mage who painted the paint, just like an angel encountering a devil. Even if the devil changes his outfit and seems pure and gentle, the evil aura on his body will still arouse the angel's alertness. "I don't know what your name is yet?"

"Merk A." said the wizard: "Apart from the real name, everything is fake. Just call me this name."

The perfunctory feeling was so strong, but it was completely frank. Siegel was helpless, knowing that the man was purely cautious, not hostile. However, Lynch's eyes lit up and he spoke, "I know who you are, the merchant who instigated factional wars in the gate city and then burned the orphanage."

"The orphanage was not my original purpose. I wanted to burn the prostitute next to me. It was wrong for the two to be together. Unfortunately, the defense there was too strong, and the orphanage was better to burn." Merchant A was not ashamed of this incident at all, and looked at Lynch with curious eyes: "Who are you? Have I seen you?"

"I haven't seen it, but you probably have heard of me. I'm the last person to meet the decryptor."

"Warning you, don't do things randomly with your real name, as they will cause unimaginable consequences." The merchant A's little finger trembled slightly, but this was the only reaction he made.

"Stop lying. Haven't you taken back your real name? Are you still afraid that others will use it indiscriminately?"

"Okay, I believe you. You have indeed met the decryptor." Master A, a merchant, smiled and said, "If you have anything you want, I can get it for you. You only need to exchange it with a few real names. It is absolutely fair and reasonable, and it is safe and sound!"

Lynch ignored him and said to Siegel: "This man does evil and acts without any scruples, but he has good reputation when he is serious about business. Although he is not a god, he can feel your strength, so he dare not use any means."

"A person who does evil? Then I can't give you infinite energy to avoid chaos in the world." Siegel clenched his fist and modified the magic rules of the Thunder Wall World. All the Mill energy cores are forbidden to be taken to other spaces. If this person directly grabs a energy core, he cannot take it away.

"No need to do this? Why do I care about what I do with infinite energy? You see, didn't I ask you what you do with half planes? Trading is trading, can't you see it with tinted glasses? This multiverse is nothing, it's all kinds of concepts that are forced to make it extremely chaotic."

Lynch nodded: "What he said is not without reason."

Siegel pondered that if there is a semi-plane, there is no need to bother to cut off the crystal wall channel, nor to risk being pushed up by faith. This is a good thing, but why do you feel a little loss?

He tried to convince himself with various reasons, for example, this person who exuded the evil aura would use the Myer Aura to do evil activities; for example, a second half plane might be able to find within three months. However, he also knew that the real reason was that he wanted to try the taste of higher divine power. For divine fire and priesthood, as long as it was pushed up once, it would lay a solid foundation for future development. And when people in the new world feel the benefits of the arrival of the magic god, they may become solid believers, and the divine fire will steadily increase, reaching a level that is unimaginable at all.

Lynch coughed and pulled Siegel back from her contemplation. Merchant A looked at him with interest, and his eyes surrounded by blue oil paint seemed to see through everything. Siegel knew that it was just an illusion, an emotional change caused by worry and tension. He was in Myer City, with divine power to protect himself, so how could he be seen through?

"I need to see the shape of the semi-plane before I can make a decision," Siegel said.
Chapter completed!