Night fell.
Søren and Princess Royal also returned to the tower. Teleporting the meteorite to the shadow plane consumed a lot of divine power, so the next work was handed over to the Golem Puppet.
Arendelle still needed Princess Royal to stay in the center, so she would return tomorrow with a batch of diamonds. The next distribution of income was that she would get 30% of the income, the Northern Tower would get 10% of the income, and Søren would get the remaining 60%. The first batch of diamonds had been quietly shipped out. They would be sold near the Wizard Alliance and then directly exchanged for resources. Maybe because of the diamonds, Søren clearly felt that Princess Royal was much more pleasant to him. It seemed that her favorability had improved a lot because of this cooperation. Obviously, her attitude had reached more than friendly.
This was a good situation.
After all, Søren and Princess Royal had a close relationship. They could not be tied together by alliance and interests alone. Personal friendliness was also very important.
The Golem Factory in Mordor had now begun to operate. It took a lot of time to make Diamond Golems. At present, Alice was mainly responsible for this part. At the same time, she was also in charge of the operation of the Diamond Golems. According to the preliminary statistics of Thaling, if there were enough soul crystals, this diamond planet could make at least 15,000 Diamond Golems.
Fifteen thousand of them!
The combat strength of the Diamond Golems exceeded that of the legendary warriors. So many Diamond Golems were enough to determine the outcome of a large-scale Abyss Blood War.
Søren felt excited.
This was the first time he felt that he had enough confidence to deal with the Avatar Crisis because he could fight with the devils and demons by relying on the Golems alone. If he added the legendary professions of Mordor and the power of the allied gods, then Søren's strength would not be worse than any divine system.
"However."
Søren frowned when he thought of this and murmured, "At present, the only thing missing to form a divine system is the power of [Greater Divine Power]."
"I must advance as soon as possible."
A god without great divine power was not qualified to be called a divine system.
The Sea Goddess had cultivated a lot of gods for so many years. Why was it not a divine system?
Just because she was not a great Divine Power.
Mid-level Divine Power only meant that you could occupy a seat among the gods. But if you wanted to divide the god system and divide the land, it was impossible to do so without a strong Divine Power. The framework of Søren's divine system had been created, but if he did not become a great divine power, he would still be an ally of the gods.
"I'm already a Great Divinity."
Søren frowned as he pondered. He murmured, "If I want to advance to a great divine power, I need to obtain enough divinity value."
"My current Godhood value is 240 points."
"If I want to continue improving, there are very few people I can choose from."
The number of gods was limited.
Why were there some mortals who ascended to godhood, but there were very few who reached mid-level godhood?
This was because all the divine creatures in the material plane added together could only support a god with intermediate divine power at best. As for increasing one's Godhood Value, it was even more difficult. Basically, every Godhood Value had its own Godhood Value. If one Godhood Value wanted to be promoted, another Godhood Value would fall.
Søren still lacked 60 Godhood points.
If he wanted to kill a weak Godhood Value, he needed six Godhood points, and he had to completely absorb their power.
So Søren's goal could only be a mid-level Godhood Value. That way, the choices would be reduced a lot. Basically, he had to choose a Godhood Value.
"Cyric is the first target."
"But at present, his location is uncertain. Cyric has the divine title of [Conspiracy]. It's not easy to plot against him."
Søren continued to think. "Now it's the Undead Disaster."
"At present, there are two gods that are the easiest to deal with."
"One is the King of the Dead, Klemvaux, who is seriously injured. But no one knows where he is hiding. The second one is the God of Lich, Vishalon. I know where he is. "
"But to deal with him, I'm afraid I'll have to meet a god from another world."
A god from another world.
There were many gods from another world in the material plane. The entire Pantheon was very tolerant of gods from another world.
The Orc God System was a god from another dimension, and it had spread over here from other dimensions. The God of Knowledge was also a god from another dimension, and even the God of Light was a god from another dimension. This was because his predecessor, the Sun God, was a god from another dimension. Later on, he was assimilated by the material dimension. Strictly speaking, other than the gods born from the battle between the Lady of Silvermoon and the Lady of Night, as well as the gods from the native plane, the other gods were all gods from another world.
They came from another world and took root here.
The easiest target to harvest in the Undead Disaster was the God of Lich. He also had a trace of the power of a mage.
But to harvest his head, one had to face another god from another world, the Goddess of Death and Magic. She came from another world and came here for some reason. At the same time, she was also involved in the battle between the Gods of Death. She was a goddess who was preparing to rise from mid-level Godhood to greater Godhood.
Her relationship with Naruto was very strange. It seemed like they were cooperating, but also seemed like they were enemies.
These two mid-level gods both wanted to master the power of death and use it to rise to greater Godhood.
"The Goddess of Death and Magic!"
Søren knocked on his head and murmured, "This goddess is really difficult to deal with! But there is still a little time. The God of Lich seems to have fallen at the end of the year. He should still be alive now. "
Robbing the power of death.
The God of Lich participated in the sneak attack on the King of the Dead, Klemvaux. He must have the power of death.
"Good news!"
Just when Søren was thinking, Gloria's figure came in from the door. She looked a little excited and said, "Mother just sent back the news. She has obtained the information about the core of the Miesse. If she succeeds, she can bring the core of the Miesse back in a month. "
The core of the Miesse!
Søren's expression was also shocked. He said in a deep voice, "That is to say, the island of Modor can rise next year?"
Gloria nodded and continued, "It's not just that. The core of the Miesse can provide far more energy than the Elemental Furnace. Even to some extent, the core of the Miesse is a kind of almost infinite power. As long as it can be maintained, it can continue to support all the consumption of the floating city. "
"Not only the rise of the city, but also the complete operation of the magic lock and the maximum energy shield!"
In short.
If the Elemental Furnace was compared to an ordinary power plant, then the core of the Miesse was a super huge nuclear power plant.
Søren said seriously, "Tell your mother immediately."
"No matter what material and assistance you need, tell me immediately. The city of Modor will provide everything she needs!"
Once the core of the Miesse was obtained, the city of Modor would have energy that could not be squandered. At that time, not only the most basic supply, but also other aspects of the city could be arranged according to Søren's requirements. Even if the energy was really as amazing as Gloria said, Søren could configure the city of Modor according to the standards of the Star Age.
Energy was the foundation of everything.
If there was endless energy, then the technology tree of Modor could directly usher in a super explosion! The core of the Miesse would become the Well of Eternity of the city of Modor!
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(PS: Second update. That's all for today.)
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