Seeing these things, Latinia frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and looked disgusted, "It's a little disgusting...... That's too much, isn't this the supreme temple of the Arcane Empire? Isn't it the headquarters of the Arcane Council? How could there be such a disgusting thing?"

The earthy brown ooze slowly wriggled in the light of the fire, and as Latinia's voice rose and fell, the ooze seemed to be slowly moving towards them.

Most of the hall was destroyed when the maid detonated the circle, but a small part of it was still intact, and at a glance it was clear that it was used to store some valuables.

After seeing the ooze, Serena had wondered if it was a shield set up by the Arcanists, but after a moment, she denied the idea herself.

Because these things look so disgusting, just looking at them can make her feel a disgust for no reason, and she wants nothing more than to destroy them.

Maybe it wasn't a shield set up by the Arcanists, but something they had researched and made, but even they themselves found it disgusting and hid it.

But if that's the case, what is so precious about this thing that would allow the Arcanists not to destroy it, but to keep it here?

Cervantes' nose twitched, and he smelled the rancid stench in the air, and his brow furrowed.

The others might not have noticed it, but he could feel that the rancid smell was coming from all directions, probably from the soft mud, and the rancid smell was able to irritate his nasal passages and make him almost sneeze.

This is an incredible thing for a dragon, as a direct descendant of a god, not a creation of a god, the dragon's body is far stronger than a mortal can imagine.

Although the once powerful bodily functions have gradually deteriorated over the generations, they still retain a certain degree of bodily function to this day.

can arouse the instinctive reaction of his body, I have to say, this kind of thing may really be a little powerful......

Watching the ooze wriggle around the corridor, both the ceiling and the walls on either side, it was covered in the ooze mud, and Cervantes felt as if it was slowly growing.

Illusion?

...... No, not a delusion!

"Are these things alive?" the black dragon asked in a deep voice, raising his eyebrows.

Although it was a question, the words were full of certainty, and in his opinion, these things were 'alive' and still growing!

He was just trying to make sure he wasn't wrong, and it turned out that he wasn't wrong.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the soft mud did not hide it in the slightest, and slowly expanded and grew while squirming towards them.

In front of them, the soft mud that used to be just specks attached to the walls and ceilings now took up almost a quarter of the walls, and in the distance, in darker places, there might be more of it.

Needless to say, Cervantes threw a ball of flame directly into the darkness, and the cone-shaped flame fell on top of the ooze and began to burn.

The flames lit up all the way, illuminating the entire corridor, and Cervantes and their eyes followed the flames, and they saw a wall blocking the corridor—the wall of ooze mud.

But the light didn't last long, but after five or six seconds, it suddenly went dark before their eyes.

But they all kept their calm, and the black dragon soon lit the flame again, but the moment he lit up the corridor, his pupils dilated, and he suddenly opened his wings, and shouted: "Stand back!

Despite their doubts, the maid and Latinia pulled the leader of the polar witches out of the corridor quickly, and only after Cervantes had also left there did they ask in a deep voice, "Seth, what's the matter?"

Cervantes closed his five fingers, extinguished the flame burning in his palm, exhaled a long breath, pointed at the road, and said with a complicated expression: "It's all those things—the flames seem to have been swallowed up by those things, and they have been transformed into growth boosters for those things, and I'm afraid it's already filled with those things......

"What the hell is that?"

Listening to his story, Serena and the Polar Witch glanced at each other, and both saw the surprise and shock in each other's eyes.

The essence of flame is light and heat, and to put it more simply, it is pure energy, whether it is magic or fire elements that make up flames, these things are just energy.

The flames that Cervantes had just unleashed weren't enough to sustain a creature to grow quickly, but the ooze did.

Serena is well aware that in this multiverse, many times the 'law of conservation of energy' still works, the only exception is 'divine power' - does that kind of thing have divine power? But if it has divine power, does it need Cervantes to provide it with energy, or stimulate its growth?

This is very puzzling to them......

Cervantes retracted his wings, his tail swept low on the ground, his brows furrowed tightly, he grabbed his hair irritably, and after a moment, he stomped his feet and said, "Isn't this the Elemental Furnace down here?"

The others reacted immediately, but then, they had some doubts, and if they explained it like this, it didn't make sense why those things suddenly grew, was it really because they sensed their presence?

At this time, the second half of the corridor collapsed, awakening Serena and Cervantes from their contemplation and looking up.

Is it because of their previous battle with the Arcane Empire that caused the damage here?

The maid was puzzled, although she had paralyzed all the protective circles here, it stands to reason that the Arcanist should have attached a spell to everything stored inside, and only in this way could she prevent some dangerous things from being accidentally 'awakened'.

Moreover, the place where the Elemental Furnace was placed should not have any connection to the containment chamber, so in this case, the previous speculation would not be clear.

“...... I'll try it first!" the Polar Witch said after a moment's silence.

Just because the flames can't burn those things doesn't mean that the frost can't freeze them, or at least it should slow them down, and by the way, you can see how they grow and what they depend on.

The Polar Witch raised her staff, and an extremely cold ray shot into a pitch-black corridor, and in a few moments, her face changed.

The ugly-faced polar witch took a light breath and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "The magic power and the water element have been absorbed......"

The ice couldn't freeze either, and even gave those things the energy they needed to grow.

Cervantes silently switched to the perspective of thermal perception, but when he looked at the corridor, he found that it was still pitch black, without any reflection of light, like a black hole that swallowed everything.

But the black hole will at least have some feedback from the outside world, but there is nothing in it.

"Latina, do you know what that is?" Pursing her lips, Serena sighed softly, twisted her hair and asked, "Even if it's a little bit of a similar trait, do you know anything like that?"

Latinia frowned, pondered for a while, and shook her head with a wry smile.

A completely new thing, not even Latinia, a god who has lived for more than 900 years, has never seen it.

Is this really something that an arcana can create?

The maid began to wonder what she had guessed, and she had always thought it was created by the Arcanists, but they couldn't accept it themselves, so they sealed it up.

But now it seems to be proven that it's not that the Arcanists don't want to use these things, it's that even they can't control those disgusting things like ooze.

No one in the multiverse dares to claim to be omniscient and omnipotent, even if they are gods, and only the more insane or simply deceitful evil gods will claim to be omniscient and omnipotent.

Bang!

Another sound of a building collapsing sounded, making Cervantes realize that it wasn't because the building was crumbling due to the effects of the previous battle, but that it was being destroyed...... Or rather, 'devour'!

- They're devouring these buildings!

The thought of this makes them feel their scalps tingle.

Not only energy, but also inorganic things such as buildings can be swallowed by them, so you can imagine how terrible they are.

But these things can devour magical power, and it is impossible to seal them with spells, so how did the Arcane Empire deal with these things in the first place?

"What can these things absorb?matter?energy?" Cervantes's voice was low, and he couldn't do anything about the situation, "And is there an upper limit to the absorption of these things? can absorb them indefinitely?"

Although matter is energy and energy is matter, according to wave-particle duality, it is extremely difficult to decompose matter into energy or aggregate energy into matter.

If they can't solve the problem, maybe the God of Light will need to hold up the island for a while, or at least not let the island land, otherwise it will be all over.

At the rate at which those things grow and devour, perhaps in another day, these things will be able to spread throughout the island.

Sound waves are energy, and vibrations are energy, and if these things are out of containment because of the battle just now, then they may be in real trouble......

Since these things are capable of devouring buildings, perhaps it is because of their existence that the elemental furnace is shut down.

"Latinia, try to destroy those things with divine power......" Serena took a deep breath, her eyes steady, "As the most advanced power in the multiverse, there is no reason why you can't destroy those things, it's just a matter of how much you can destroy." ”

"Uh, that's ......"

Latinia looked forward with a little worry, she had thought of such a thing before, but she had always had a very worried question in her heart.

- What if even the divine power will be devoured?

Suppressing all the worries in her heart, Latinia was heartbroken, and raised her hand to the darkness in the corridor.

The brilliant light bloomed, and the galloping blade of light plunged into the soft mud that was constantly wriggling towards the outside of the corridor, and exploded with a bang.

The light blade suddenly turned the soft mud in front of it into countless points of light floating in the air, and the dots of light dotted in the darkness, which was quite beautiful.

The heart was put down again, and Latinia breathed a sigh of relief, and then her joy gradually rose to her brows, and she felt more relaxed.

Divine power can still destroy those things, but it is quite difficult, but if you use the 'King of Words', you can quickly get rid of these disgusting things.

However, her excitement and joy did not last long, and after a while, her color suddenly changed.

The soft mud inside the corridor suddenly boiled, and a chaotic consciousness was awakened.

Because, it felt the 'divine power'!

The Divine Sin, the 'Blood of the Old Gods', has awakened!

"Iniquity!!" Latinia screamed as she hugged the maid beside her, as if her throat had been pinched.

The breath of the gods came from under their feet, and the seemingly inanimate thing that had some resemblance to the 'heat death' transformed into form and awoke from endless slumber, even if the consciousness was extremely chaotic, in the deepest part of the consciousness, it was also engraved with the last belief before death.

From ancient times, the screams echoed in the corridor, bouncing back and forth, turning into a sound wave that bombarded in all directions.

—Resurrection !!"

The voice shook Latinia's heart, amplifying the fear in her chest for a moment.

Latinia screamed in fear, but Cervantes did not hesitate to reach out and throw the three of them into the sky, transforming them back into dragon form, flapping her wings and sending them into the sky with them on her back.

Heavy pressure fell from the sky, almost crushing the black dragon's high head, but he and the maid were one, and with a strong will, they survived.

The corridor exploded with a bang, turning into an earthy brown soft mud of countless tentacles, and Huo Ran tore through the thick dust, poking out longing and greed into the sky.

Countless soaring tentacles salvaged back and forth in the air, and Cervantes traveled through them.

In addition to dodging the soft mud that turns into tentacles, you also need to be aware of the 'muddy water' that is thrown out or dripping from the tentacles.

If you get caught in that thing, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Serena is soul-connected to Cervantes, mobilizing the powerful computing power of both brains, and if necessary, she is also required to control the black dragon's body and make him avoid those things.

And at this time, the God of Radiance also noticed what was happening here, because the 'muddy water' that had been thrown out had splashed halfway up the mountain, and even into the woods and villages at the foot of the mountain!

A part of the gods began to grow and spread, and began the 'feat' of devouring the entire floating island.

The grand consciousness descended here, and the God of Radiance was projected in mid-air, with anger hidden between his eyebrows, "What's going on?!"

Woe has befallen the earth, and iniquity has wreaked havoc on all directions!