The underground magic sea seemed boundless, but it was not very big.
In particular, William could not extend his senses here.
Moreover, Odin had already sensed the sage-level fierce spirit, so he did not dare to be too presumptuous.
He could only hide in a corner and slowly reap the benefits of socialism.
Yes.
Take it slow.
Without stopping, Odin gradually entered the state of being one with the world.
A sage-level fierce spirit was comparable to a God. Logically speaking, he would definitely discover that someone was stealing from his house.
But Odin was not an ordinary thief. He had been proficient in excavation and transportation since he was a teenager. Now, he had become a master of the underground workers.
When he sank into the ocean of mana, he could even enter an inexplicable state, and this guy really didn't notice it for a while.
But there was an important point.
The sage-level fierce spirit did not notice him because he was focused on the eight sages above him.
The sage state.
It was an incredible state.
Legendary fierce spirits had no intelligence and could only rely on their instincts.
Then the intelligence of a sage-level fierce spirit was equivalent to that of a magical beast. This sage-level fierce spirit was constantly observing the eight sages.
He was secretly spying on them!
Unfortunately, his secret observation had been discovered. Although they did not know his exact location, most of the sages started to approach the ground. They did not transform into rays of white light and fly around in the sky.
The sages had sensed that there might be a God's relic. It might not be above the ground. It might be underground.
Time passed slowly.
The sages started to search for something worth taking.
The Legendary professionals were much more relaxed. They had the same mentality as William. They did not need to think about divine weapons. Those belonged to the sages.
But the treasures, magic potions, and various mineral veins in the small world were good stuff. They would not let go of anything that was beneficial to them. If they did not fill up their space rings, it would be a huge loss!
The sages seemed very generous.
Most importantly, they had the confidence to become the masters of this small world.
According to their thinking, the small world would belong to them, and those cheap treasures would be given away.
After all, they did not care about anything else.
This small world had the territory of three human kingdoms, which was equivalent to two-thirds of the land area of China. With enough magic power, not to mention seven or eight hundred million people, it would not be a problem to live more than a billion people. This was the best way to preserve the bloodline of the race.
At this moment, the Space Saint of the Rose Empire, Rambo, and the Fire Saint of the Holy Empire, Brad, were walking together as they laughed. "We humans are the rulers of the third era. It seems that only the human empires of the Rune Mainland have a small world, right?"
Blaed, the Fire Saint, was a hot-tempered man. "Exactly! The World Tree of the elves produced a small world. Even though it's now split into a dozen alternate dimensions, I reckon that each of those alternate dimensions isn't any smaller than ours in terms of size.
Don't look at the pitiful Elf Race, constantly complaining about their small population, lack of resources, and lack of Saints, crying about being poor everywhere.
But it was already an epoch, ten thousand years! (Slightly modified)
After so many years, each Elf Kingdom had only increased its population by a few million. Wasn't this bullsh * t?
In particular, have you noticed that the population of all the elven kingdoms on the seven continents is around 10 million?
Tsk tsk, who are you kidding?
Also, I haven't been to the Angel World created by the Winged Race.
But there are only around 50 million Angels living in the Sky City. Is this what they have the confidence to challenge us humans?
The Angel World is their real trump card.
Now, among the three strongest races on the Gods' continent, only we humans have revealed all our trump cards.
It's really annoying to compare ourselves to others! "
"Yes, that's indeed the case. How about you help me snatch the control of the Small World from others and fight for the Human Race?" Rambo asked after some thought.
"…" Brad's mouth twitched. I have a bad temper, but I'm not stupid. Why don't you help the Holy Empire snatch the small world?
Fortunately, the two were just talking, and no one took it seriously.
But just as they were talking and laughing.
Almost at the same time.
The eight Saints drilled into the ground at almost the same time and brazenly attacked the Saint Evil Spirit.
They seemed to be looking for something just now, but in fact, they were all determining the exact location of that fellow!
At this moment.
The earth trembled.
This small world, which had a relatively stable space-time, had suffered such an exaggerated attack for the first time. The other Legendary professionals stopped in their tracks and all got up and flew into the sky, not daring to stay on the surface any longer.
Because the battle between the Saints was too intense, if they were not careful, they could tear this small world apart.
And the Legendary professionals could think of this.
The other Saints were also worried that their attacks were too fierce.
When this group of people killed in front of the Saint Level Evil Spirit, they all used their most powerful moves to pull him into the space of the Saint Land.
Odin was also awakened at the same time.
He saw a whirlpool suddenly appear in the sea of magic, and the aura of several Saints appeared and disappeared immediately.
"Did they join forces and take that Saint Level Evil Spirit away?" Odin's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity. This time, he went all out and began to frantically devour the sea of magic. All the space rings on his hand also absorbed the liquid-like magic.
In a short period of time.
The place where he existed had truly become a whirlpool.
Every minute, every second, there was an endless amount of magic pouring into his body.
Odin's eyes were already bloodshot. He knew that he only had a very short time, because that Saint Level Evil Spirit could not withstand the combined forces of so many Saints. He had to fight for the most benefits for himself in this short period of time.
Ten seconds.
30%
20 seconds.
33%。
30 seconds …
35%。
Time slowly passed.
While devouring the magic, Odin used his eyes to scan the other places.
Three minutes!
As expected.
A thousand-meter-tall, ten-thousand-meter-wide shrine was hidden in this sea of magic.
And that Saint Level Evil Spirit should be the guardian of this shrine.
This was definitely the relic of a Main God, and an extremely well-preserved one at that.
One had to know.
Not all Main Gods would leave behind shrines and relics, and not all Main Gods had their own small world.
But a Main God that could control a Saint Level Evil Spirit was definitely not to be underestimated.
As soon as Odin saw the temple, he transformed into a streak of light and charged towards the vicinity of the temple.
If he hesitated, it would be for nothing. He had understood this since he was three years old in kindergarten.
And just as he was about to open the door, he quickly changed direction and came to a rather remote corner of the shrine.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh.
After a few dog paddles.
A large hole had already been dug in the indestructible wall.
The next moment.
He followed the sea of magic into the shrine. He had to admit that he had dug and built many shrines, so he was very familiar with the structure of the shrines. He easily arrived at the shrine's hall.
And the sea of magic did not cause any ripples when he entered.
Instead, it allowed Odin to absorb magic here.
At the same time.
Odin also saw this palace that was not quite the same as before.
It was like an emperor's palace that was worshipped by tens of thousands of people.
At the top of the thousand-step staircase, there was a huge golden throne.
And on the throne, there was a lifelike corpse of a man!
He wore very simple clothing, and the surface of his body was like white jade that was covered with cracks. The light of divinity had long disappeared, and his eyes were tightly shut, giving people the feeling that he had just died a few days ago.
But even so, this corpse gave people endless majesty, and no one dared to look directly at it!
Or rather.
He had just died a few days ago, which caused the sudden appearance of the small world.
But soon!
The auras of the eight sages appeared again.
Odin did not hesitate. He took the risk of the resurrection of the person in front of him. He grabbed the golden throne and disappeared on the spot!
The eight sages were shocked at the same time. They felt that a treasure had been snatched away from them.
But fortunately …
The control of the small world was not taken away, and the shrine seemed to be intact. That was enough.
Especially for many sages, the small world was the most strategic thing.
What about the corpse of the main god?
Oh, sorry.
They had never seen it before, and they had never thought of it.
After all, not everyone was a grandmaster grave robber. If they were not skilled enough, they would not be able to find a shortcut smoothly!
And Odin's destination was not somewhere else.
It was the City of Dawn. He had been summoned there.
And now, he was beside William in the magic tower.
Buzz!
Layers of dense magic barriers enveloped the magic tower, and the entire magic tower glowed with colorful lights. It gave countless players and commoners immense pressure. Many people were wondering what the Goddess was doing.
Moses looked at the corpse in disbelief. Three seconds later, she could not help but glance at William and say, "Is this the treasure that you said you wanted to bring back?"
"The corpse of the Lord God is not a treasure?" William widened his eyes. He did not dare to walk towards the corpse because the unfamiliar and majestic aura was too heavy. Odin was able to bring it back because of his level and the characteristics of a Natural God.
Moses took a deep breath and pulled out William, who was hiding behind her. She scolded with lingering fear, "Aren't you brave? Why are you hiding behind me and grabbing the corner of my clothes?"
"…" The corners of William's mouth twitched.
As for Moses, he said with lingering fear, "It's good that he's really dead. Otherwise, both of us would be dead!"
The prince chuckled. "I know, especially since Odin is my clone. His attack is the biggest test. Even if he dies, it'll just be a clone. But if I can bring him back, it'll be a huge gain. Is he really dead? "
"I can still feel it. He just died not long ago. The moment he appeared, his aura affected my brain. I thought that my old 'friend' had come to find trouble." When Moses spoke, especially when he said the word 'friend', he even gritted his teeth.
William could tell that there was a hidden meaning in her words. He asked, "Enemy?"
"Hmph, my death back then had a lot to do with him. Do you know who he is?"
William shook his head. "I don't know!"
Moses raised her eyebrows, and her lips curled up. "He's the Lord God of Souls, and his Godhood has not been completely shattered!"
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