The temple at the top of the pyramid is much larger when viewed from the inside than from the outside.

Victor could have placed two of his estates in these golden halls, although the building had degraded significantly over time. A pillar supporting the roof had collapsed, and the mosaics on the walls had eroded into an incomprehensible mess, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust. It seems like no one has been to this place for a long time.

However, the evil of the sealed El Dorado has nested there, waiting on the other side of the hall.

The beast lurking in the hall looked terrifying. It is a surprisingly long-looking crimson worm covered in an armor-like exoskeleton, supported by six clawed insect legs, and a scorpion's tail. Six blue eyes encircled its mouth, an abyss of gold teeth like a lamprey.

While this is already an unnatural hodgepodge, what scares Victor the most is its size. It is even larger than Wankel and is eighty feet long from the tip of its tail to its mouth.

However, the group found that it was reading.

Victor saw a behemoth larger than Winkel, picked up a book by telekinesis, turned the pages, and paid no attention to the visitor, and the sight in front of him made him blink. The Prime Minister recognized the cover as Ernest Becker's "Refusal to Die", and he glanced at it and saw a stack of books, folios and treaties on the right side of the book, and a pile of small toys on the left. They look a lot like ......

"Wait, is that Super Nintendo?" Allison recognized one of the piles.

Her words echoed through the walls, causing him to peek from the book at the different group of people walking through the temple threshold. "Really? The creature sounded like a swarm of locusts mimicking human language in agony. "What do you want, mortal?"

"Are you the source of the glow, worm?" Winkel asked arrogantly.

"Yes," replied the animal, not minding the stupid name at all. It looks a lot like ......

…

Victor activated [Monster Insight] and began praying.

Sabra, the god of destruction

God (Insect / God)

You must not do anything to me. Went home.

I'm a worm that eats the world, and I'm too lazy to say.

Sacred SH -

“Sabla

!” Victor had never seen Allison angry, but it seemed that a demonic spirit had possessed the priestess of Sibeley. Her face contorted into a furious roar, and she immediately cast a spell with her fingertips. "Blackthorn Lee!"

"Allison, that's a terrible idea—" Victor protested, but she had already fired a barrage of sharp thorns at God. Instinctively, Van Kle imitated her and unleashed a powerful fireball, only Malfi did nothing, which he knew was useless.

Even Fu

ibo

Spells were also cast in horror, as there was a chance that the projectile would hit the giant worm. "Let's wa

u——“

As the group crossed the threshold, Sabra peeked from his book. "Really?"

Victor blinked and looked at his surprised companions. The shells disappeared as if they had never been fired. While Fuliben quickly understood the situation and Ellison remained confused, Winkel immediately went on the offensive again.

"Magic Purification!" The dragon used his favorite defensive skill. "Ahh Now you can't do anything-"

"[Spell—" Winckel paused, realizing that time had turned back just before he cast the spell. This time, he just glared at the worms of this world. "How did you do that, worm?"

"I erased time," God replied blandly.

"That doesn't make sense—" Victor protested.

Before he could answer, time was turned back again.

"You can't turn back time at any time, as long as someone refutes-"

He did it.

"What did you just say?" God asked, sounding a little complacent.

"If you think about it, it makes perfect sense." Victor grumbled.

"Yes, it does." Sabra closed his book, which became the top of the pile. "Why are you here, mortal?" I don't want to see rough violence, especially when I'm on vacation. ”

"Your vacation?" Victor winked at the surreal answer. Was he dreaming?

"This is my resort," God said. "I can't destroy the world seven days a week. I've been overworking for the past few centuries, so in this millennium, I'm going to relax. While my opponents hang out on the plane and play games together, I prefer to be alone in Out

emo

In the ruins of DE. ”

"But ......" Fu

ibo

Struggling to say something, completely overwhelmed. "What about the seals out there?" Who can seal God up?"

"The weak barrier?" I held it up so that wandering explorers wouldn't enter my room. I can come and go as much as I want. ”

yes, it seems that Solot's information is a bit unreliable. "You're at home all day reading books and playing games?" Victor frowned. "Aren't you home?"

"The socially alienated", God justified his way of life. "I'm playing Final Fantasy 6 right now because a friend brought it from Earth."

"Really?!" Victor has always wanted to play this game!

"Vic, this is Sabra, the god of destruction and plundering the environment!" Allison was furious, her hatred of this vile god overwhelmed her better judgment. "Don't please him!"

"Silbe's suitor." Sabra let out a heavy, condescending sigh. "I don't understand you people. We all love nature, can't we live in harmony?"

"Nature lover? What about you?" Victor had to admit that even in the face of his god's enemies, the dryad showed complete fearlessness. "You have turned forests into sand and people into gold!"

"I wanted to return Ofremond to its original environment, a perfect sphere of dirt and metal." The bug replied calmly. "I don't understand what beauty you find in the trees. They're ugly and full of noisy creatures. Can't you see the beauty of the still, still mountain? Lifeless gems and gold?"

"There's nothing more beautiful than a shining treasure," Winkel said, defending his lifestyle. "If they had a bit of taste, they would agree with us."

"Yes, Wanquil." "Both Long and I believe that minerals and metals are more important than life itself."

"You know us?" Victor could swear that the worm's words shook his dragon friends, albeit only slightly.

"Of course he does," Winkel replied with his chest bared. "Who wouldn't?"

"The dragon built a disgusting city, where my followers left a beautiful desert landscape, and you, earthling, created a land of only water. Yes, I know both of you. ”

"What are you talking about disgusting, bug?" The dragon's mood immediately turned sour.

"Island? The minister repeated, not so much insulted as bewildered. As a god of destruction, Sabra is too lazy. Seeing the flesh of the god shattered all the myths about him in Victor's mind.

"Didn't you roll the dice yesterday?" The insect god asked. "You have set up a new island on the west side of this continent."

Victor tried not to pay attention to Malfoy and Allison's gaze. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's a waste of time." Furiben said without a solution.

"What the lich says is true, no matter how impossible it may sound." "Release my minions at once, fairy."

"Wait, that crown of souls, Wotan has been upgraded......" Victor glared at God. You did it?"

"No," replied the god, "Mel created me, perhaps to fight humans, but I have no affection for orcs. I support those who go down the path of destruction, and I will not release anyone. Your servants have become the children of the earth, and they will remain so until the end of this world. ”

Malfoy, who had been silent all along, cleared his throat. "If I understand the divine law—because I went to hell law school—you shouldn't directly interfere in the lives of those who don't worship you."

"We God have a 'gentleman's agreement,' and the rules are more relaxed," God corrected. "We can influence Fraymond and work miracles within our purview. The dice rain devastatingly, Camila unleashes the undead plague, and Shesha completes the request to pay with money. ”

"The price is too high!" Winkel complained, still bothered by a refund.

"Price is a meaningless abstract value," Sabra adds in a nihilistic tone. "The citizens of this city petitioned me to turn everything they touched into gold. I granted their request, and those who were stupid enough to let greed conquer their hearts deserved their fate. That's it. ”

"It's not satisfying." Winkel exhaled smoke from his nostrils.

"Your Majesty, this is God." Victor protested. "He could kill us all without blinking, and I don't even know why he didn't!"

"I have found patience and perseverance to be the key to a calm, fulfilling life," Sabra replied calmly. "Time consumes everything eventually. You're all going to die eventually. ”

Yes, Victor doubts that God is just too lazy. No wonder the world still exists.

"If you grant a wish, it means that you must have signed a contract with the residents of El Dorado." "I can't imagine any mortal being foolish enough to ask for a blessing from a higher power without bringing a strong legal action. If we could check the wording......"

Good idea, if they can find the loophole in the curse, maybe there will be a chance to save their allies without violence.

"They did make a very long wish." Sabra's eyes blinked, and a long, floating scroll appeared in front of everyone. "I gave it to the letter."

Malfoy immediately grabbed the scroll and read it, and Forriben peeked over his shoulder to find a line. "There," the demon found a weakness. "Disputes concerning the wording of wills or changes to their nature should be settled by a contest of wits and skill"

"The citizens of the city seem to be smart enough to leave the back door," Fu

ibo

Pointed.

"Yes!" Allison pointed at the destructive god. "If we win, you can lift the curse!"

"I wasn't forced to agree, and I started thinking about whether I should turn you all into sand." Sabra replied, starting to get angry.

Allison replied, "I have been blessed by the goddess Sibele."

"I swear by the name of the five gods," said Victor, his fairy friend glancing at him in shock and jealousy, "do you really want to annoy half of the gods for such a trifle?" It's not that you're already popular......"

The worm silently examined the group, weighing its options. "You won't leave me alone unless you get your way......," he added, unconclusive. I have neither the time nor the desire to play games with mortals. If you only seek freedom for a few, then I can give you a compromise. ”

"Are you afraid you'll lose, bug?" Van Kerr taunted him. "You should be afraid."

"I was once mortal," God replied, "and only a fool would underestimate others, no matter how far apart our respective powers may be." So I have a suggestion for you: I will free your friends and lich allies from my [Curse of Greed]. You will be allowed to leave El Dorado alive and freely. ”

"But the city, the curse and its other victims are here to stay." Victor saw this huge trap.

"And it's going to continue to take more people," Allison added, who is very much against the practice.

"My city of gold will stand tall and continue to expand into this forest," Sabra promised. "But by the time you suffer the consequences, you'll be dead long ago."

"Like global warming? The prime minister joked that Allison glared at him.

In theory, this isn't a bad deal. For them. They avoided a very risky attempt, and they avoided annoying the gods, and they left unscathed. There was no win and no loss.

The rest of the New World will be drowned out with beeps. Even with prior warning, people will still come to the city, and El Dorado will continue to claim victims. This curse will infect more people, and they may spread it beyond its range.

"We can't accept that," Allison said, and Victor largely agreed. It is completely wrong to abandon thousands of people and make them eternal golden statues.

"I believe it's a fair deal." "Your Majesty has come to look for the Lich, and we have found it. Once we rescue Madame Chocola, we won't get anything else out of this adventure. ”

To Victor's surprise, Furiben also seemed hesitant. "You said you were going to save the world from the curse." The minister reminded him.

"Before I knew that the God of Destruction was behind it." The lich replied, probably scared. The creature in front of them is one of the entities capable of permanently killing the undead. "It's an all-or-nothing strategy to play against him, and even if we win, he's definitely going to hold a grudge."

"I refuse your compromise."

Victor looked up at Winkel in surprise, and Sabra looked up at him in surprise. "Why? The bug asked, speaking out the minister's own thoughts. He had expected the dragon to at least consider his proposal.

"I am the liberator of the Minions." Winkel replied arrogantly. "You've turned a potential Minion into a lifeless piece of furniture, no matter how shiny it is. Like slaves. ”

"They're worth more than meat." The insect god replied coldly and disdainfully.

"If they live, they're more valuable, I have proof." "Your plan is a cruel mockery of all that the dragon represents; Turn gold into something shameful, not something praiseworthy. Now that I look at a golden statue, how can I not wonder if it was made by your evil magic?"

"If I lift the curse, the city will return to its original state." Sabra attacked Winkel's weakness. "Do you really want to see this gold disappear forever?"

The dragon was furious, but still stuck to his decision. "Real dragons have quality standards. Your wealth is like lead to real gold. ”

At this point, Victor felt that he had never respected Winkel so much as he did now.

Sabra observed Winkel for a moment, then turned to look at Furibon. As much as he hated dragons, his arrogant determination made even the lich stand his ground.

With his ultimatum rejected, God finally lost patience. "Well," he said, "it's your funeral, as they say." If you beat me in a fair game, I'll lift the curse and restore the city to its original state. But if I win, you swear my opponent gods won't complain......"

The god moved until his head touched the ceiling of the Golden Hall.

"You're dead."

…

"Don't you have anything else to ask of us?" Victor asked innocently.

"You're dead forever."

He walked straight into that.

"I agree." Winkel replied proudly. "Prepare for failure, Wormman!" I'm going to beat you in the only game worth betting on the fate of this city!"

The dragon erupted fire from its nostrils, ready to make his grand declaration.

"Cards!"

Victor facepalm fingers.

"This will be the ultimate test of my dragon skills," Vai

queu

Confidently declared, as if he had played a thousand times.

"A sound strategy will always prevail." To Victor's surprise, Fulburn seemed to support the decision. “Vai

queu

This time, I'm going to fight alongside you!"

"Your poverty will only drag me down! The dragon refused. "Never!"

"Are you two really thinking about gambling our lives with a hand?" Alliso

Lose one's head.

"There won't be any cards." Sabra whispered menacingly. "My way of socializing and entertaining is...... Rough. I'm thinking more of an ancient tradition that is practiced by both the dragons and my own creators. ”

"Minion War." Van Kerr glared at him.

"Sort of," replied Sabra, "and you and your four minions will fight to the death with my favorite warriors." ”

"I can't be treated like a maggot animal!" Fulben protested, but God ignored him.

In an instant, the golden collar appeared on the mortal's neck, gripped tightly in annoyance. "If you leave the borders of the city until the winner decides, you will die," Sabra announced, and a summoning circle appeared in front of him. "Now, O my prophet, come. Unleash the sweet destruction. This is the command of your God. ”

A familiar creature appears, projecting an overwhelming, suffocating aura.

An evil mummy, black with bones and scroll bandages, dressed in dusty green robes that resonate with pure arcane power. The funeral mask covering his face revealed only two bright rays at his eyes.

"My minister." Aknapep, master of the monster Mott and destroyer of the Southern Continent, glanced at his former student Victor. "Long time no see."