[It's just a faint spark, and it can't even burn......]

Rakaf crushed the black flame in his hand with great force, and the flame snaked up his arm, leaving a black trail, and Rakaf's momentum quickly climbed, and the same elemental vacuum appeared around him.

[Let you see what the real king is!] 】

A large amount of white slime that flowed out before gradually condensed together to form a white giant tens of meters high, the white giant wrapped up Rakraft and swung his huge fist and smashed it towards Deuss, the huge fist enveloped the space around Deus, and the fist began to shatter piece by piece before it fell to the ground.

Deas just raised his head and watched his fist fall, there was still a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, the huge fist tore through the air and fell straight down, Deas closed his eyes and spread his arms in a hugging posture to meet the attack of the white giant.

Whoop -

Racaf's expected scene of smashing Deus into pulp did not occur, but the giant's fist crumbled into a cloud of liquid as it was about to fall on Deuss.

The collapse did not stop, but spread from the arm to the entire body in the next moment, and the white giant turned into a puddle of slime and fell to the ground in an instant, and Lakaf, who emitted a faint red light in the slime all over the ground, knelt on the ground in pain and kept struggling to stand up, but he couldn't.

【Why!】 Why the fire...... Meeting ......]

Rakaf spread his hands and watched the faint sparks float out of his body, his face full of disbelief, as the sparks departed not only his strength, but also the life and vitality gradually faded, Rakaf raised his head with difficulty and looked at Deus a few steps away, as if seeking an answer.

Deus slowly walked up to Lacaf and stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of his head, a large amount of sparks were absorbed by Deus's arm along the top of Lacaugh's head, Deus's hand began to burn little by little, and Lacaugh's skin began to dry up quickly and became like a piece of burned firewood.

[You have tried to get the flames, but you have forgotten one important thing, that is, the firewood that has been burned out cannot bear the flames again, and your plan has been a joke from beginning to end. 】

[No, it can't be...... Words of the Old Gods...... You can't go wrong! 】

Rakaf shook his body and glared at Deuss.

【Old Gods? Hahaha, do you really think that there will be gods in that abandoned world? 】

Deuss's face was full of exaggerated smiles, and he looked at Rakraft's stubborn eyes and said:

[For the sake of you lighting the flame for me, I will also let you die to understand.] 】

Deus turned his head to look into the corner behind him, and a vague figure appeared behind him with a few shaky moments.

[Why don't you hurry up and let our "king" see clearly, you evil priest. 】

Walking slowly towards Rakaf was a man dressed in a pure white robe, the golden claw motif glittering in the firelight.

[Please don't call me a priest, I have been the forty-fifth Pope of the Goddess Sect since yesterday. 】

The man corrected Deus's words, but Deus only shook his head disdainfully, but Rakraft struggled with a hideous expression the moment he heard the man's voice, and the eyeballs on his dry face seemed to pop out of his sockets at any moment.

[You have completed your mission, and the goddess will praise you.] 】

The man's hand gently swept over LaCarbon's cheek, but Rakaf used his last strength to reach out and grasp the man's wrist tightly, leaving the black marks on the man's white clothes, making the man frown.

[Liar-sub-]

Rakaf's hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat, two lines of white slime slowly flowing down his eye sockets, and after that there was no more movement, the man withdrew his hand and looked straight back at Deuss.

[The fire of the demon race has been rekindled, and the next thing is the spirit race, let's set up a bait to lure those six monsters out of the abyss.] 】

The man flicked his sleeve and said casually.

[Lure out all six captains at once, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to deal with them? ] 】

The flames on Deus's body faded away, turning back into sparks that kept dancing on his skin.

[Once they leave the abyss, everything in the world is against them, the sunlight, moonlight, air, and even the elements that wander everywhere are highly poisonous to them, why should I worry? What's more, with a complete flame, you have an absolute advantage over them. 】

The man's voice was full of confidence.

[It's really ruthless, obviously your disciple is also among them. 】

Deas said jokingly.

[Flame is the root of God's creation of the world, fire is the greatest gift of the goddess, they carry the flame but let the holy fire be polluted by another world, it is an unforgivable sin, no matter who it is! 】

[Yes, yes, what you said is, after all, you have been the pope several times, and even the original doctrine of the Goddess Cult was formulated by you. 】

[That's the end of the chat, hurry up and open the door, while the demigod is not completely dead, his body is enough to open a small door.] 】

Listening to the man's words, Deus slowly walked to the seriously injured and dying ink scale lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the broken scales of the ink scale, and a little spark passed along Deus's hand to the body of the ink scale, and the red flame slowly ignited, and the air began to shake as the flame burned.

As time passed, the flames grew larger and stronger, and the shaking of the air became more and more obvious, and a faint purple mist began to spread around, and these mist were like a veil, through which a completely different, distorted world could be faintly seen.

[Thanks to the fact that you have been secretly promoting magical energy for many years, the door is extremely easy to open, and I think that relying on the corpse of this demigod is enough to open a huge gap covering the entire Spirit Clan's territory. 】

Deas manipulated the flames while still talking to the man.

[The use of magical energy is their own fault, and they accept energy from unknown sources so easily, and lose their reserve because of convenience, which shows the necessity of reshaping the world. 】

[Yes, you are right, His Majesty the Pope Lancelot.] 】

Deas sighed as he looked at the man's smiling face under his blonde hair.