Some things seemed easy, but were very difficult to do.
For example, at this moment, they were trying to mobilize their power to leave, but their power had long been integrated with the miracle of ancient Egypt. If they forcibly pulled it out, it would inevitably cause very serious damage to Isis.
So it was a little difficult.
But at this time, it would be a little silly to hesitate.
The people from Huaxia pulled together and completely pulled the bamboo slips back into the power of their divine system. They disappeared from the void. In the small world, Isis, who had just woken up and recovered her power, spat out a mouthful of blood under the slash of the God of Slaughter.
The blood of the gods fell to the ground.
Flowers of despair bloomed.
Helga controlled the means to kill her when she was weak. At that moment, the blood fell to the ground. Helga manipulated Jon to appear behind Isis, who was like a mountain. The Staff of the Earth in his hand grew in the wind and pierced straight into Isis's back.
After the interference of the laws of the outer realm was removed, the fighting between the gods was more primitive and traditional.
The Staff of the Earth was extracting Isis's life.
On the front of the battlefield, the girl controlled by the will of the world was waving her knife and constantly hitting Isis with the knife.
Isis's body was too big.
The Staff of the Earth seemed to bear the power from the World Tree. This violent speed of life extraction made Helga spit out a mouthful of blood. She had been a little too replenishing.
But she was behind Isis, so this thing couldn't be stopped from the beginning.
Otherwise, her divine power would be interrupted by Isis, and she would fail.
Isis obviously knew what Helga was doing, but she couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't afford to be distracted at all on the battlefield. She had nurtured the God of Slaughter, and she couldn't live any longer.
In the short-lived recovery of the divine system, she could only live for a short time.
But even if it was only for a short time, she had a chance to turn the tables.
So, in the case of pushing the power, the wreckage of the whole world was mobilized by her. Bloody fountains rose from the ground and scattered in all directions on the scorched earth.
It looked terrible.
But that was not the main point.
After the defeat of Isis became a foregone conclusion, the next challenge was whether Helga could survive the test of becoming a god.
It was not that easy to become a god.
Behind the body of Isis, Jon's original male body had been broken into pieces. Instead, a beautiful female body burst out from the inside of the body, with incomparable sacred and bright majesty, holding a scepter and announcing to all directions.
The [Divinity, Commander] gathered in her body.
"This girl is really ambitious. It's rare to see someone with such ambition."
Also in the deep blue sea, somewhere that Jon could not see, the High God, who was protected by magic, was watching Jon and what was happening in the small world.
Beside him, the God of the Sea Poseidon and the Dragon King served him.
"It's a pity that ambition is only ambition. She can't do what she wants to do in the end. There's no longer any possibility for the Emperor to rule the world in this world.
What a waste of such a godhead. If she was in another world, she would definitely have great achievements. "
The Dragon King soaked most of his body in the deep sea and said in a deep voice.
"It's not impossible to succeed. If she can grasp it well, she can transform the divinity of the Commander to a higher position and become the God of Creation. Although the strength of the God of Creation in this world is very weak, it's a real god position."
The God of the Sea was obviously a little envious. After all, if there was no Helga, maybe they would have devoured the nutrients brought by Isis.
"Don't be envious of these meaningless things. What is yours will be yours sooner or later. You can't run away."
"Yes, High God."
While they were talking, the Will of the World controlled the God of Death to make the last cut, tearing Isis's body into pieces.
Then she put away the sword and stood.
Waiting for Helga to succeed.
In Isis's divinity, there were many things that Helga couldn't take away and didn't need, but the remaining things could be used as nutrients for her advancement. In her agreement with Helga, part of the agreement was to help Helga advance, but now it seemed that she couldn't do anything.
Helga chose an extremely difficult and impossible path. Unless a miracle happened, otherwise …
But who could say for sure what would happen in this world?
Maybe a miracle would happen at any time.
…
Helga leaned on the Staff of the Earth and floated in the air.
She won.
But she didn't feel happy.
The new divinity slowly flowed out of Isis's body and condensed into a burning flame in front of her. As long as she could pluck this flame, she could successfully be promoted to a real god.
But at this point, she didn't dare to move.
Because she knew her current situation too well. She had absorbed so much life before, and the power in her body was a little excessive, which affected her foundation.
And for any mysterious existence, the foundation was very important. If the foundation was not stable, it would be meaningless to be promoted to a powerful god.
What was worse was that if she couldn't become a god now, what awaited her was death.
She couldn't even maintain her original form.
But it was not completely impossible.
Helga flicked her finger and extracted a trace of the blood belonging to the Mystic Bird from this body.
Seeing her actions, the Exalted God in the deep blue sea suddenly laughed.
"Look, didn't this girl find a way? Now it's up to her luck. "
If she could use the power of the Mystic Bird correctly, she could find the way.
But Helga didn't know how to use the blood of the Mystic Bird, which was the problem.
"Now it seems that although this little girl has found a way, she doesn't know how to use it."
"Of course, I think this little girl needs a little help."
"Yes, she needs a little help, but who among us can help her?"
"We can't, but don't we have a ready-made candidate?"
The High God glanced at Jon. "As a true Mystic Bird, who would be better at using their own bloodline than him?"
In the next moment, Jon's body seemed to be deprived of consciousness.
He raised his hand in a daze and pointed his finger at the water in front of him.
The Mystic Bird stored in his soul chirped.
A special power, through this special connection, descended into the small world.
[Destined Mystic Bird, Descending to Birth Shang]
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