Crewe nodded, but his expression was a little lonely.
He had grown up, but his father had to travel far away. Even though the Orc culture emphasized independence, it inevitably made him a little sad.
Fira noticed his loneliness, thought for a moment, and took out two magic tools.
"This crystal is the 'Complete Solution to Cyan Magic' that I wrote. It contains all my magic knowledge, as well as some of the rules that devouring magic beasts obtain spells and abilities. I know you are not interested in becoming a cyan magician, but you can keep it. Maybe my grandson or granddaughter will be interested. "
"As for this green bead … When you are old, eat it." Fira paused and said, "It can make you look about twenty years younger."
Crewe almost jumped up. "Then you should eat it quickly!"
"I don't need this." Fira smiled. "After this time, I probably don't need to care too much about the problem of getting old."
Crewe was stunned for a moment, but did not ask further. He carefully put away the two precious treasures.
Fira nodded, picked up the wine pot, and drank the remaining half pot of wine in one go. Then he coughed violently a few times, but stood up.
He took out a storage bag and put it on the table. "My life savings are all in here. Although it can't be compared with those two treasures, maybe for you, these worldly things are more useful."
"Father …"
"Well, I'm leaving. You have to live well. When I come back to see you, introduce me to my lovely grandchildren! "
With that, Fira's figure gradually disappeared, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Just as Crewe was feeling sentimental about the empty chair, Fira had returned to Palin's research institute.
Sui Xiong was discussing with Palin about how to promote washed pink salt. Seeing him return, he could not help but be a little surprised.
"Back so soon?" he asked. "Do you have so few private matters in your family?"
"My son is good and can support the family. Of course, I have no private matters," Fira said proudly. "Your Majesty, I'm ready and can leave at any time."
Sui Xiong nodded and waved his tentacles. A white light wrapped around Fira and brought him to his own Holy Kingdom in an instant, landing right near Leon.
Leon was sitting on a big rock and taking deep breaths. He divided his Divine Power into as small a portion as possible, gathering it bit by bit and releasing it bit by bit. Through this method, he strengthened his control over his Divine Power.
This was a painstaking process that could not be rushed even if one wanted to.
Seeing the pig-headed man suddenly appear, he was slightly taken aback and asked, "Did His Majesty summon you for something special?"
He was not worried or suspicious of Fira's identity. With Sui Xiong's strength, this God Nation could be said to be impregnable. Not to mention a mere Advanced Mage, even if the Gods joined forces, they would not be able to break into the God Kingdom silently and infiltrate this place.
He didn't know Fira, but Fira knew him — when Fira had participated in the World Number One Martial Arts Competition, Leon had been the referee of the finals and the person responsible for awarding the prize to the champion. It was just that at that time, Fira had looked middle-aged, but now he looked like an old man with one foot in the grave, so Leon could not recognize him.
"Greetings, High Priest Igor." He first bowed to Leon and then wanted to introduce himself.
However, at this time, Sui Xiong had already returned. With a divine thought, he clearly explained his relevant matters and then started to help him change his life form.
Turning a mortal into a divine creature was something that Sui Xiong was familiar with. Over the years, he had transformed many such divine creatures, and not once had he failed.
Of course, it was the same this time.
It was just that this time, in order to maintain the original appearance of Fira's soul as much as possible, he was particularly careful and took a lot more time. After a full ten days, the transformation of Fira was completed.
Fira, who had changed his life form, was a thin and tall pig-headed man. He did not look slightly bloated like the average pig-headed man, but instead, he was full of scholarly temperament. There was a snow-white halo on top of his head, and he looked like an angel. It was just that … there was probably no pig-headed angel in the world, even if it was a pig-headed scholar.
After the transformation of his life form, Fira followed Sui Xiong's instructions and went to the side alone to practice hard. He needed to spend a lot of time and energy to let himself fully master his new life form so that he could prepare to attack the Apotheosized Realm in the future.
Coincidentally, Leon became his neighbor. The things that the two of them did were similar, and their goals were also similar. It was just that neither of them was the kind of person who liked to talk much. Although they would sometimes chat a little, they never talked about anything in detail.
Leon had already learned about his situation from Sui Xiong. And Sui Xiong did not keep Leon's situation a secret from him. Both of them knew that the other had a bright future, but they had no intention of competing.
Leon actually did not care about a mere weak Divine Power. If he wanted to, he could become a weak Divine Power at any time. It would be easy for him to reach the level of a "Guardian God of Garth" or something like that.
But his dreams were very ambitious. His goal was to become at least a weak Divine Power, and it would be best if he could reach the level of a mid-level Divine Power.
Sui Xiong was a well-known strong man among the gods. Even among the great Divine Powers, he was ranked at the top — even many gods thought that he was one of the strong contenders for "the strongest under order." To become his right-hand man, how could a mere weak Divine Power do it? What a joke!
And Fira had never thought of competing with Leon. He could not bring up such a thought at all.
It was precisely because he had become a divine creature that his strength was many times stronger than in the past that he could clearly feel Leon's power. That power was one, powerful and restrained, and it was a complete cycle of Divine Power.
Oracles could not create Divine Power by themselves. They had to obtain Divine Power from the gods. No matter how powerful the Oracles were, once their connection with the gods was cut off, they would quickly become weak and might even die directly.
Demigods were completely different. Their Divine Power came from themselves, and they could maintain the existence of their Divine Power no matter what. Even if they unfortunately died, their Divine Power would often form a cycle on the corpse, or give birth to a new divine creature, or transform into some kind of horrible monster, or wait for the opportunity to resurrect.
In essence, Demigods had already stepped into the level of gods, but they had not completely completed the entire transformation process. They needed to wait until the power of the origin of the world was stimulated to completely transform their souls. Only then could they go one step further and become a Quasi God. Then they would find a suitable priesthood and become a True God.
And in terms of the level of power, there were many Demigod masters who could rival the gods. In the elemental planes, in hell and the abyss, in the worlds where the huge circulation of the origin of the world flowed through … there were many Demigod masters who could be on an equal footing with the gods.
Leon Igor would soon be one of them.
After about a year, he completed all the tempering and officially stepped into this ranks.
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