Four days passed, and the Minotaur had not come out of the temple of the goddess he had built since he had entered it. But fortunately, some time ago, Mo Yan reorganized the administrative organization under his command, and many small things were delegated to others to deal with.

And on the first day after the minotaur disappeared, Regel sent additional men to watch over the two succubi, so that the two of them would not have any chance to mess up. And Ruiz also put down what he was doing, and walked out of the mage tower to sit in the White House often, and he was also not at ease with the two succubi to be taken care of by ordinary people.

Overall, everything is fine at Thunder Cliff, and everything is going according to normal order. Ellie and Jones also went to the temple and saw the minotaur lying there like a sleeping man. However, they were not allowed to approach the altar, and the monster priests of the temple were tightly guarded there, and no one was allowed to approach.

Jones originally wanted to turn all these obstructive bugs into barbecue, but Ellie, who was usually just as messy as her, stopped her. This is the temple of the goddess, and although she has lost all her divine powers, it is not something that Jones and her can deal with. What's more, Ellie didn't think that the goddess would hurt Mo Yan, and how could the goddess who gave such a big protection to her inexplicably lose the biggest chess piece in her hand now.

"Ahh Bright red entrails flowed from the massive fractured wound, adding some color to the already crimson scene.

"Failed again....... Mo Yan, who was lying on the ground, felt the most real near-death feeling, and muttered in a daze: "I understand the pain of leveling, such a non-stop death, even a virtual person will collapse, right?"

"If you were to count the total number of deaths, you would have died seventy-three thousand six hundred and twelve. Hearing Mo Yan's words, the goddess smiled and said, "If it is against this demon soul, this should be your 2,000th death, compared to the 30,000 deaths of the original one, you should be considered a lot of progress." ”

With a flash of light, Mo Yan, who was originally lying on the ground desperately gasping for breath, was resurrected on the edge of this void arena. The black plate armor didn't look too thick, and it was tightly attached to Mo Yan's body. Narrow steel plates are tightly intertwined with each other. The black steel surface has a metallic luster, which not only looks very beautiful, but also can be regarded as a strong piece of armor.

"More than 73,000 times, which is a proud number in some ways. The fatigue of the battle just now had been completely eliminated, and the broken long sword had also appeared in his hand, Mo Yan began to do the warm-up activities before the battle as usual, jumping on the spot and thinking about the lesson of the defeat just now and said: "So how many heads are left to kill? I remember a long time ago, didn't you say that there were only a dozen demon souls here?"

"Yes. The goddess, who had been watching the battle, said, "You have already defeated thirteen demon souls, and this one is the penultimate one. But in your current state, it will be a long time, and you are still far from the results I envisioned. You've died so many times, aren't you angry at all?"

"Who knows." Mo Yan's activist sighed at his wrists and ankles and said, "If I use that body, I will indeed lose consciousness directly in anger when I am on the verge of death, it is said that it is a natural skill of the Minotaurs, and the anger will make them directly violent." And according to your words, all that exists here is my soul, and even if I am angry, it will have no effect, not to mention that I am now in the form of a human being. ”

"That's the problem. The goddess said, "Although it is true that you were a human before, you should not limit yourself to the realm of human beings, your soul is so small and your body is so large, this incompatibility makes it impossible for you to exert the power of your body." ”

"Could it be...... I'm going to turn my soul into that kind of appearance?" Mo Yan was stunned when he heard the goddess's words, looked at the demon soul trapped in the Void Arena and said: "I don't feel anything strange about the Minotaur's body, I also feel full of strength in normal times, haven't I fully mastered that body?"

"And rightfully so. The goddess confirmed Mo Yan's words and said: "Do you still think that your body is just a minotaur? You have not been able to exert all your strength, because your soul has not been able to really fit with your body, otherwise even those so-called demigods have the ability to fight, now you just need to exert your anger and let your soul feel the ...... of your body."

"I refuse!" Mo Yan interrupted the goddess's words, put away his weapon and sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "If strength is obtained at such a price, I would rather not have the so-called great power." What's more, why did I come to this weird world? I don't have a half-dime festival with those gods, why do I have to fight those guys to the death?

I am now strong enough to survive on the continent, to be able to live a prosperous life in a city, and to have a group of forces under my hands that are not very powerful, but they are also hard to ignore. Occasionally, I can venture overseas to explore, and I'm already very satisfied, so why do that kind of tiring thing. ”

There was obviously something very wrong with the goddess's words, and she had been guiding herself to seek the most power, and to plunge him into such a ordeal without his consent. This is almost like using himself to slaughter the gods, although he doesn't mind doing things for her as a pawn, but it is only limited to the mortal world, and Mo Yan doesn't want to participate in the battle between the gods at all.

"But your life is given by me. The goddess sighed slightly, as if she was talking to an awkward child, and said, "If it weren't for the fact that I used a small amount of strength to bring you to this world, do you think you would still be alive?" And I didn't let you go to the god realm immediately to fight those powerful creatures that even I defeated, you would have to grow up for a long, long time. ”

"Hey...... Don't speak in that tone. Mo Yan rubbed his arm, as if there were goosebumps on the cold armor, and said, "Although my current body may have been made by you, don't talk to me in a tone that seems to be my elder." No matter what, I won't even turn my soul into that Minotaur look. ”

"I'm not going to force you. The goddess was not disappointed and said, "You should know that sometimes people have no choice, and even if you are not willing to fight those creatures, you will be forced to go against them in the future." They will not let a powerful monster in the mortal world jeopardize the foundation of their rule. ”

"Then it's time to talk about it. Mo Yan stood up and looked at the demon soul imprisoned in the center of the field and said, "Anyway, now I don't want to even turn my soul into a minotaur, I have already defeated so many demon souls, how can I give up my principles here in the last two!" Mo Yan pulled out the long sword on his waist and rushed towards the demon soul in the field...... At this time, in the temple in reality, Mo Yan's huge and strong body was still lying on the altar full of flowers. If it weren't for the fact that the Minotaur looks too ugly in terms of human aesthetics, then the word Sleeping Beauty can be used to describe it. And it is this ugly appearance that still makes a human girl fall in love with him.

Emily arrived at the temple after a day's work, just as she had done the other day. Aside from the craftsmen who built this temple, she could be regarded as the first human to take the initiative to come here, looking at the surrounding statues of gods designed by Mo Yan. Emily thinks this is more like Mo Yan's nonsense, after all, all the statues of gods on the continent are solemn, and there will be stone statues like here with a charming and moving side.

Emily thought that the god didn't even know the name of the god was just a belief he had made up to give to the monster, and she had read the pamphlet that was just circulating inside the monster. There has never been a story of that god that is so exaggerated and distorted, and even the gods just say that the heavens and the earth were created by them, and how could there be a god who created the world on his own.

"Hasn't he woken up yet?" said Emily as she approached the altar to the two girls sitting on the benches, "You two have been keeping watch here, and they won't let you come over to see it?"

"Ellie won't let me go, those monsters can be solved with a single spell. Jones pouted and sat there dissatisfied, saying, "Even if we can't help in the past, let's see what happens to our master, maybe it was the kind of witchcraft from last time that made him unconscious, what if something happened in the dream?"

"This is the temple of the goddess. Ellie sat on the bench and shook her calves, eating the lollipop in her mouth and said, "If we do something excessive, she might be angry." What's more, her father is her family, and she won't let her father have any accidents here. All we have to do is wait here for him to wake up. ”

After listening to Ellie's explanation, Emily looked at the body lying on the altar, and was slightly worried in her heart. Although Emily does not believe that this so-called god exists, since the minotaur is willing to believe in the existence of this god, then she must support his idea.

He sat down on the brown wooden bench and clasped his hands together in silent prayer for the protection of the unknown goddess to awaken the minotaur on the altar.

(To be continued)