I'm Danmachi Protagonist

Power itself does not have any shape, its existence is a concept.

Therefore, power itself does not have a fixed form.

It is because of this that so much preparation is needed to dig out power.

"It was dug out, but the connection was still not severed."

The power may have been dug out by Bell, but the mark on it has not yet been erased.

As long as the power still bears the brand of Ikelos, then it is impossible to completely kill Ikelos.

"Oh! Is this the power of Ikelos?"

Loki seemed a little excited and excited at the moment. After all, this was the first time he saw the external appearance of other gods' powers.

"Yes, this is the power of the god Ikelos.

"Then, can I kill Ikelos now?"

"It's a pity that it's still not possible."

"Why!"

Even if Bell didn't look back when he heard Loki's third question, he could still see the unhappy look on Loki's face, but Bell didn't care much about it and reminded him slowly:

"God Loki, please restrain your killing intent. Even if God Ikelos is bound to die, please respect this process a little bit. If you can kill the gods simply, don't you think the gods Is it very cheap?”

It's quite cheap.

Loki glanced at Ikelos, who was almost half-breathed. Although he looked like he was about to die, she also knew that this guy's fate was very high.

The power cannot be destroyed. Once it strangles Ikelos, the power will take Ikelos back to heaven and spend a certain amount of time rebuilding his body.

Therefore, without solving the problem of power, Ikelos said that he could not die so quickly.

Even if you really want to die, you have to wait until this problem is solved.

"Then have you figured out how to deal with power?"

"Absolutely not."

Bell's direct denial made Loki slightly startled, but then she laughed again.

"You kid don't want to think about the solution before taking action々||?"

Bell does not deny this. He is certainly aware of the problems that are difficult to deal with.

As a person with this power, Bell knows better than anyone else how difficult it is to handle power.

As a rule of the world, unless one's personal strength is superior to that of the world, trying to solve power is a false proposition, just like wanting to destroy the world.

"No...impossible...power will never be stripped away so easily..."

Ikelos was taking in less air and outgoing more air now, but his mood was much calmer at the moment.

Without a solution to Quan Neng, there is no way to stop Quan Neng from taking him back to heaven.

Ikelos, who understood this, felt a little complicated at the moment. He didn't expect that as a god, he would be forced to this point.

Bell agrees with this.

Power cannot be stripped off simply by stripping it off, it can only be done if you have the power to dominate the world.

But there are no tricks.

A circular formation composed of runes suddenly lit up on his face. Bell stood up straight, the hood on his head was pulled down, and his face showed solemnity and seriousness, even far more than at any time in the past.

“O Mother of the World, please hear my prayer.

"I pray to you as your child, please take away this power that originally belongs to you.

"Please allow me to give this man the necessary rest."

The meaning of the words was very simple, even so simple that the five gods present clearly understood it.

"Hahaha... Pray to the Mother of the World???"

Ikelos was stunned for a few seconds and then let out a hoarse and wanton laugh. In his opinion, this was nonsense.

"Why do you think a human from the lower world can attract the world here?"

Even if Ikelos understands that the world has self-awareness, it does not mean that the world's consciousness will appear here.

Suddenly, an invisible hand stretched out from the void and grabbed the power belonging to Ikelos.

Ikelos's voice stopped suddenly, replaced by a tone of disbelief.

"Why!?"

"Why would a mere human request lead to your appearance?"

"Why...why..."

The voice of disbelief slowly turned into tears.

The power that was originally held by Bell has disappeared without a trace. No one can detect the arrival of any existence. Only the disappearance of Ikelos' power can prove this.

Bell looked down at the God Ikelos on the experimental table... No, to be precise, the God Ikelos at this moment was no longer a god.

At the moment when his power was taken back, Ikelos had completely fallen from the throne.

He is no longer a so-called god, just a false god with his self sealed.

"This is the result, God Ikelos... No, it's Ikelos.

"You are just a sealed false god now."

Bell was not overly sarcastic or stimulating, he was just stating the most real facts, but such facts also irritated Ikelos enough.

The identity he was proud of and the identity he was proud of was completely stripped away at this moment.

And the people who were deprived were not other people, but the world that gave birth to their gods.

"Impossible... why the world is self-aware..."

"I...cannot be deprived..."

"I..………"

At this moment, Ikelos was like a broken tape recorder, repeating those self-denying facts.

Bell shook his head slightly. The first god had doubts about his own life after being deprived of everything. This was much more serious than the previous symptoms.

"It seems that depriving the gods of their power is the greatest stimulus for the gods."

But Bell can understand this idea.

It's like his most precious thing has been taken away. If the same thing happens to him, he will probably have a headache.

But even though he felt the same way, Bell would not forget the business at hand.

Ikelos knew too many secrets. At this moment, he had to die, and he had to die completely. Not even a trace of his soul could be left, otherwise Bell would risk being exposed.

Bell, who was always paying attention to the soul of Ikelos, gradually discovered that the soul that was not easy to collapse before had begun to show signs of being easily corrupted.

"Then, farewell, Ikelos."

His hand penetrated Ikelos's chest and took out his heart.

The soul was completely crushed in an instant.

The soul that has acquired decay no longer has any resistance, and even the residue turns into a gray scarf with just a little persistence.

Ikelos is officially dead!

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