The Hungry King followed closely at Hawkins' feet, and he looked up at Hawkins and asked, "Great master, you said we were going to see Sotun, is he here?"

"Yes, Sothun fled back to his main temple when he was dying, trying to recover from his wounds through faith, but his opponents were more ruthless than him. Hawkins replied with a smile.

The Hungry King wondered, "What did his opponent do?"

"Introduce the Nameless Mist and directly kill the creatures of the entire sea, so Sotunn is dead. Hawkins replied.

The King of Hunger and Cuteness suddenly felt a chill, which was indeed too ruthless.

It looked up at Hawkins and asked, "Who is His opponent?"

"The other person is still alive, and we don't mention his name. Hawkins replied lightly.

The Hungry King nodded abruptly, and then stopped asking.

The further they walked inside, the more complete the golden statues became, and after passing through a corridor, the gold around them remained largely intact and unharmed by the golden four-fingered ape.

In fact, through the corridor, which was already another building on the inner floor, Hawkins stepped forward and pushed open a golden door, and a terrifying aura suddenly poured out like the wind.

The wind was hot, and the Hawkins electromagnetic field formed a looming shield in the wind, keeping all forces out.

Waiting for the wind to blow, Hawkins chuckled, "Let's go, let's go in." ”

Inside, countless gold structures form an incomparably complex interior, and in the middle of the ceiling, a huge golden sphere hangs down, and golden pillars are inserted into the corners of the four walls through the golden sphere.

And in the center of the room, an irregular sphere lies quietly on the ground, like a hard-boiled egg irradiated by a flashlight.

Hawkins stepped forward slowly, and the hungry king followed in disbelief, looking at the 'egg' on the ground with a weak face.

The sphere is not large, probably only about a meter in diameter, and it has countless tiny words and carvings on it, which looks a bit like a trophy.

"Blasphemer, get out of here!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from behind the sphere.

The Hungry King was startled, and quickly hid behind Hawkins' feet, looking at the orb with a look of disbelief.

Marnie, on the other hand, looked at the sphere curiously, with only gold in her eyes, and no fear at all.

"It's a pity that it's just a god, not a real god. Hawkins laughed.

Arkham's incarnation of the god of time is not a complete god, and neither is the other half of the glass man who occupies the hourglass of time.

Hawkins himself is still a little short of becoming a god, so the real god, in fact, Hawkins has not seen.

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of rage from behind the sphere.

However, Hawkins didn't care about the bluff threat at all, and walked directly to the other side of the sphere, and both the Hungry King and Marnie opened their eyes and let out an exclamation.

On the other side of the golden sphere, there was a golden skeleton attached.

The spines of the skeleton were connected to the golden orb, and it looked like an ordinary person carrying a huge burden.

"Great master, is he Sotunn?" asked the Hungry King in a low voice.

Hawkins nodded, "Yes, he's Sotunn." ”

The orb itself was an artifact, and it had become one with Sotunn himself, which was why Sotunn looked so strange.

In fact, anyone who tries to become a god has to pay a price, and it is a good situation for Sotunn to become like this, but Arkham's glass man state is really uncomfortable.

Of course, this kind of minor problem is not a problem for Hawkins, after all, the mother body itself is weird enough, and it doesn't hurt to add a little something else.

As Hawkins and the Hungry King confronted Sotunn's corpse, tiny golden particles gradually coalesced in the surrounding mist, gradually forming a pair of resentful eyes.

Sotun's spirit has long since collapsed, but his mind has been preserved through the remnants of his divine power, like residual data, executing incomplete instructions.

"Hawkins, is he all gold?" Marnie asked, leaning on Hawkins' shoulder.

Hawkins glanced around lightly, nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's all gold." ”

Before Marnie could speak, Hawkins suddenly turned away from it, and thin golden needles shot out of the mist and landed on the golden pillar not far away.

"Blasphemous, must die!"

In the darkness and mist, a melodious voice came.

Marnie looked at Hawkins, who smiled, "It's fine, just a little trouble, a very small trouble." ”

He was originally holding Marnie is right hand, but at this time, he changed Marnie to his left hand, and his right hand was slightly opened, and the thin black lines spread out violently, stabbing directly into the mist.

These thin lines turned from soft to hard in a blink of an eye, and countless golden liquids flowed out along the thin lines.

With a wave of Hawkins' hand, the thin thread quickly returned to his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it shrank into the bracelet, and he smiled: "Solved." ”

"What's that?" the Hungry King couldn't help but ask.

Hawkins looked at Sotun on the ground and replied, "A remnant thought, the weakness is the fear of pulse energy, which is actually very easy to deal with. ”

"What is pulsed energy?" Marnie asked.

Hawkins smiled and replied, "You can understand it as a shockwave!"

He walked up to Sotun and prepared to send him into eternal space, but just as he was about to make a move, the space around him suddenly distorted, and a hand stood in front of him.

"Huh?"

Hawkins was stunned at the same time as this hand, and then Hawkins stepped back, and the other hand also stepped back.

Then, as the distortion grew, a man who looked like Anubis' original spirit body bounced out of the distortion and took several steps forward before stopping.

"I see, we meet again. When the man saw Hawkins, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

With the help of his voice, Hawkins guessed, "Arkham?"

"Yes, it's me. Arkham nodded and smiled.

Hawkins frowned and said, "Are you...... Stalk me?"

"No, no, no, there's no such thing, it's just that we have a causal relationship, and you happen to meet something I'm interested in, so I happen to be in front of you, that's all. Arkham quickly shook his head and explained.

Hawkins looked at him and didn't speak, he continued to explain: "Okay, tell you a little bit about my hole cards, otherwise you won't believe what I say, one of my abilities is called 'Causal Breath', all the people who have a causal relationship with me, when they encounter some special circumstances, I can vaguely perceive the 'breath', just now I discovered the breath of the medium, so I appeared here, not to follow you or spy on you." ”

"Interesting abilities. Hawkins commented lightly, the unhappiness in his tone was very obvious.

Arkham said helplessly: "Okay, I know this ability is a bit of a scoundrel, so under normal circumstances, I won't use it, the problem is ...... You're lucky to still be able to come across such a high-level medium, say...... What do you need to give me the medium?"

"First of all, what is the medium?" Hawkins asked after a moment of silence.

In fact, he had heard the word 'medium' countless times, for example, creatures in the delusional realm need a medium to survive in the real world, and once the medium is destroyed, the creatures in the delusional realm will be driven back to the delusional realm.

But this medium does not seem to be the same thing as the medium that Arkham is talking about.

"Actually, the medium is a cursed relic to put it bluntly, and that's not right, it's probably a special cursed relic. Arkham was also a little confused.

He walked back and forth in front of Hawkins, touched his chin and pondered and continued, "What should I say, the sorcerer is just a stage, waiting for you...... In fact, you don't need to become a ninth-order spell master, everyone's cultivation path is actually different, and the medium is probably equivalent to the academy's graduation certificate, you should know the graduation certificate, right?"

"Yes. Hawkins nodded.

Arkham clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's great, let's put it this way, everyone's upper limit of cursed relics is actually different, some cursed relics are powerful, and naturally there are weak cursed relics, it is equivalent to a transit station, we can actually absorb the power of the delusion realm all by it."

But in this process, the cursed relic itself has actually been strengthened, and the cursed relic with a high upper limit and the cursed relic with a low upper limit have different saturation speeds, unless you evolve the cursed relic into a secret treasure, otherwise once saturated, a qualitative change will occur, which is the so-called medium. ”

"Is it a medium after qualitative change?" Hawkins asked.

Arkham nodded: "Yes, the cursed relic after the qualitative transformation is the medium, and its biggest role is to connect the spellmaster and the delusion realm, from now on, the spellmaster's mana will not increase in any way, but the recovery speed will be increased to infinity." ”

To put it simply, if a spell master's mana is 1000, then he will no longer increase his mana, and will only be able to maintain 1000 mana forever, but his mana recovery speed is unlimited, no matter how much mana he uses, he can instantly replenish it, and there will be no more mana depletion.

It sounds like the amount of mana has no effect on the spellmaster, after all, there is no such thing as depletion.

But that's not the case, on the contrary, the greater the difference in mana, the greater the difference in strength between each other.

A pistol with unlimited bullets will definitely not be able to beat a cannon with infinite shells, and the caliber and range of the two sides will be different, and the destructive power will be even more disparity.

For example, Hawkins and Mark's cursed relics have become mediums, Hawkins outputs 300,000 mana per second, while Mark can only output 1,000 mana per second, and the strength is still very different.

And because you don't have to worry about mana regeneration, those with less mana will lose faster.

Hawkins realized this in an instant, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Can the cursed relic after becoming a medium evolve into a secret treasure?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of anything like this, probably ...... No, right?" said Arkham with a shrug of uncertainties.

Hawkins frowned, "What about the conditions for becoming a medium? How can you tell if a cursed relic is close to saturation?"

He also wants to evolve the Eternal Sea Chart into an artifact, in case he doesn't pay attention one day, the Eternal Sea Chart suddenly becomes a medium, then he is not crying to death!

"There's no way to judge, this kind of thing can only depend on luck, some people want their cursed relics to change quickly, and some people don't want their cursed relics to change too quickly, but that's fate. Arkham crouched down next to Sotun and replied with a smile.

Hawkins sighed slightly, then his gaze fell on Sotun as well, and asked, "And what do you want His medium to do?

"Not really. ”

Arkham shook his head in reply.

But then he added, "But the medium can be used by creatures in the Delirium to ensure that they are not expelled back to the Delirium!"