Probably also wanted to know who was behind the scenes, even the Sun God relaxed his movements.
The dwarf king didn't care. If he was really dead, he would definitely not hate the god Trasil in front of him more.
Fortunately, the two gray dwarves were already dead. Before they died, they didn't know that they had actually contacted the gray dwarfs' territory, but were intercepted by a certain princess who was unwilling to be left alone. The one who came to look for trouble himself wanted even more.
All useless gray dwarves died.
"Such a nice thing to say~" A thin figure appeared on the top of the furnace, "I didn't see any reluctance from the sacrificial tribe when they summoned me."
"Greed is the nature of the golden dwarf." The dwarf king didn't care at all, "You lied to me and made me sacrifice my people in vain, and my divine power was reduced!"
In his eyes, those tribesmen were just tools to provide faith.
This is the evil camp, not the villain in romance who has committed countless crimes but still has a hint of kindness.
Hill couldn't help but sigh, luckily he wasn't reincarnated into the abyss.
The dwarf on the furnace is a bit stunted, almost like a dwarf.
He was wearing a strange white, gray and black swirling robe, and his big, blank white eyes took up half of his face, making him incredibly ugly.
"You are not a living thing! What are you? Evil! The enemy of life!" The Sun God roared suddenly.
"Ah? I am a lich, an immortal lich. Hehe~" the thin dwarf laughed sharply, "Death in this world is still completely gone, there is no world of the dead yet! How boring, powerful spell casting
The one can only die completely!
Those simple little fools would believe that killing someone can lead to eternal life!
Only by following me can you gain eternal life!
It's a pity that it's just one step away. Let you deal with it earlier, otherwise the Mage Association will belong to me!
Aren’t the spells I taught them powerful?”
Before he finished speaking, Delacruz couldn't help but cast the 'Meteor Explosion' directly, and the burning meteors hit the culprit who destroyed the Mage Association one by one.
Delacruz does not care about the survival of the Mages Association, but that doesn't mean he doesn't mind someone making trouble on his head.
If it weren't for this lich, even though the Mage Association was somewhat corrupt, there would definitely not be half of its members who had fallen to the path of demons.
He understood immediately that there was no afterlife, so he couldn't become a lich like this guy.
So those fools who were tempted by immortality eventually turned into demons.
Delacruz didn't know what a lich was, but he knew very well that the moral standards of most mages were actually very low, and their powerful strength made many mages regard themselves and ordinary people as two different creatures.
So if it were said that killing people could lead to immortality, at least half of the mages would not hesitate.
The lich's robes flickered, and the vortex swallowed up all Delacruz's attacks.
Fran next to Hill took a deep breath. No matter whether his character was unpopular or not, Delacruz was still the most powerful mage in the world.
"Ah!" The Lich exclaimed. While his mind was on resisting Delacruz, the God of Time and Space directly summoned countless tiny space cracks on him and the furnace beneath him.
Although the Lich blocked the attack on himself, he was unable to protect the entire furnace artifact.
The dwarf king suddenly shouted: "Where are my people? Why didn't I feel any of them when the lid was opened?"
"Of course I'll kill them all!" the Lich said nonchalantly, "Are you still stupid enough to think that I would accept a group of reckless men as my subordinates?"
"You came here for the furnace! Diylinka!" The dwarf king gritted his teeth, "Why did Moradin only expel you?"
"Of course it's for the furnace." Diylinka touched the artifact he was sitting on, "I didn't know before I came that this world belongs to the World Tree, so what's so precious about a broken planet.
It's a pity that although you are not smart enough, you are still quite strong. Even if my clone can kill you all, I still can't get the furnace!
Fortunately, you were stupid enough to sacrifice all your clan members! The furnace is a racial treasure of the golden dwarves, so of course they will give up on scum like you who harms your clan members.
Alas, what a pity, just a little bit, I can have a treasure made of the World Tree again!"
"What do you want to do with Trasil?" the God of Time and Space asked coldly.
"Everything about this furnace is good, but it's a bit ugly. If there is a World Tree world integrated into it, it will definitely become a more perfect artifact!
What a pity, these dwarves are just useless!
And those elves! Each of Corellon's children is more cunning than the last, so why did the one who came to this world be a fool!
I provided him with countless ways to kill all the native life in the world and make the elves the only king!
In order to maintain the neutral camp, he actually dared not do anything!
What a pity, I originally wanted him to kill all living things and then die with the dwarves!
Such a perfect ending, but it didn’t succeed because he was too stupid, which really disappoints me!”
The dwarf king suddenly shouted, and several of his followers tried their best to block the gods of Trasil.
Probably because things were a little too unexpected, the gods of Trasil were a little distracted, and they actually delayed the desperate dwarves for a few seconds.
The dwarf king took the opportunity to rush towards the furnace and pounced on the smiling Diylinka without hesitation.
Diylinka held a small wand of uniform white color in his hand. He pointed at the dwarf king and fired a halo of slowness.
Five more strange magic lines were shot from behind, and three of them attacked the God of Time and Space, the Sun God and Aglaia who were besieging him.
One of them pulled out the moon ring that the Silver Moon Goddess threw away from her.
There is another one that protects his periphery, blocking the continuous spells of the Law Legends.
Hill did not release a tornado. Although the furnace was large, the size of the lich was too small.
Aglaia is also attacking with an ice sword.
Hill always felt that the God of Time and Space was holding back his ultimate move. Although his Space Rift and Space Dragon were brutal, their effects were similar to Aglaia's.
So he pulled out twelve thin swords and let them fly around there, and he also imitated Aglaia to summon the ice sword to attack.
The legendary mages seem to have discovered that this lich is indeed an evil god who is good at magic.
Their spell attacks gradually turned into physical attacks, and pure elemental attacks were no longer used.
Except for Fran, he is actually using some light magic.
Hill didn't even know how his grandfather learned this kind of sacred magic.
The dwarf king suddenly shouted again: "Don't get close to him, he's poisonous!"
The Silver Moon Goddess glanced at the crazy dwarf god strangely, as he was desperately trying to escape from the slowing spell.
Hill didn't even know what the goddess was thinking. Anyway, she reached out to help the dwarf king and rescued him from the spell.
When the Dwarf King rushed over, the legends and gods along the way quickly dodged.
Although he hates Diylinka the most, the divine mage of Trasil is also the enemy of the dwarf king. Who knows if he will go crazy in the middle and want to kill the people passing by first.
But the attacks of the gods and legends on Diyilinka suddenly became stronger. Regardless of what the dwarf king wants to do, this enemy must be destroyed!
The Dwarf King rushed towards the Lich: "Let's die together! Bastard!"
Diyilinka suddenly smiled, and then waved his robe, as if he was going to use a displacement spell.
"Ah?" However, he only let out an exclamation, then froze, and directly faced the powerful explosion of the Dwarf King's self-destruction.
Hill's eyes widened and he directly commanded 12 rapiers to rush down together.
Together with the light arrow technique released by the Sun God at the same time, countless long arrows pierced the little body that was blown to pieces.
With the blazing fire of light, Diyilinka's incarnation slowly turned into ashes.
In the end, it all ended in a huge explosion.
For some reason, the furnace artifact also exploded into pieces.
Hill looked back and saw that the human gods had already killed the desperate dwarf gods.
Perhaps because this group of golden dwarves was completely exterminated, their racial artifacts also lost the meaning of survival and were self-destructed along with them.
Hill picked up a fragment that fell at his feet, purified it and put it away.
"What spell was that just now?" Hill heard the bearded legend ask De La Cruz.
"Time stopped or something?" Delacruz's seemingly indifferent tone contained deep fear.
They are all accustomed to treating the God of Time and Space as the God of Space, and have forgotten how powerful the law is.
Compared to other gods, the God of Time and Space poses a more formidable threat to legendary mages.
A large fragment was sent to Hill, who laughed and used the purification technique.
Flan collected the pieces with satisfaction.
Fran took Hill, bypassed the legendary mage who was whispering, and walked to Aglaia, who was looking at the burning ruins.
"Dad Hill!" Aglaia suddenly became happy, "Am I very good today?"
Hill bent down and said to the little Poseidon: "Today's Aglaia is very powerful! As expected of the Poseidon! The ocean in Trasil will definitely belong to you! In the future, I will also rely on Aglaia's protection.
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Aglaia squinted her eyes and smiled: "Of course! Dad Hill, you are always safe at sea! The ocean will never hurt Dad Hill!"
Hill could feel a coolness in the spiritual sea. Aglaia was already powerful enough to be compared with the Sun God and the Silver Moon Goddess. Her blessing was already the blessing of the main god recognized by the will of the world.
Hill looked back at Fran: "Aglaia is stronger."
Fran understood what Hill meant. The will of the world had already begun its reward based on merit.
"Is Aglaia a few years older?" Fran looked at the little Poseidon carefully and suddenly laughed.