But after actual contact, the real Deity species deviated slightly from this guess.

... No, perhaps it should be more accurate to say that it is disillusionment.

In Rick's imagination, as a god who promised to protect the human species, and at the same time possesses the powerful existence of the two violent spirits of [fighting] and [annihilation], Chen Mo immediately led the human species to counterattack The entire sixteen races, at any rate, have to announce their existence to other races, so as to ensure that the human race will no longer face the tragic fate of being bullied twice, right?

However, in fact, since returning to the human settlement with Rick, Chen Mo has never left that dark cave for half a step.

Hey, hey...you are a god, right?

The god species ranked first in the order of sixteen races, living in a dark mountain cave?

What kind of god is this TM!Is it too bad? !

Although Rick wanted to yell these words to Chen Mo several times, even if the other party was just a salted fish god living in a cave all day long, he was a real god... Rick was complaining that Chen Mo was not While doing business, he will never forget that when he met for the first time, the other party just swipe lightly on his dagger, and endowed the ordinary dagger with the power to kill demons by leaps and bounds.

Since even inanimate things like daggers can be endowed with such powerful power, if it were humans...

"Change to a human race?"

After hearing Rick's proposal to himself, Chen Mo glanced at him inexplicably, and asked, "Why did you even say such nonsensical words, are you stupid?"

"It's normal to want to protect yourself and pursue strength." Rick swallowed, and said bravely, "Could it be that you... can't do it?"

"If you want to do it, it's easy to do."

"In that case..."

"You think too easily." Chen Mo shook his head, tapped the table with his fingertips, a faint silver light flashed, and then he grabbed a small knife from the side of the table, and the sharp and cold light fell hard towards the table.

"Ding--"

Under normal circumstances, the small knife that should have been stabbed directly into the wooden table was broken off at this moment.

"You see, if it's just about giving power, this kind of thing is actually not difficult at all."

Chen Mo waved the small knife that was still about 4/5 of the length in front of Rick, and then withdrew the divine power that was blessed on the table.

The next moment, with a teeth-piercing creaking sound, the entire wooden table was shattered into dozens of large and small parts, piled up on the ground like collapsed building blocks.

"But as a price... Do you think the human species can continue to walk around alive and well after being broken into a dozen pieces?"

Rick stared at the fragments of the wooden table on the ground without blinking, a sense of horror and fear rose in his eyes.

"Divine power is not something that can be easily endured."

He patted Rick's shoulder earnestly, Chen Mo waved his hand casually, and the wooden fragments on the ground were reassembled into a complete wooden table as if going back in time. When he sat back behind the table, Rick had already exited the cave, but Chen Mo fell back He didn't care about anything, and continued to be busy with his own affairs.

Slightly different from Rick's inner view of him, although Chen Mo has indeed stayed in the human settlements and did not go out during this period of time, he is not wasting his time day after day.

Since direct granting of divine power would destroy the physical functions of the weak human species, it is enough to choose another carrier that is strong enough to serve as a connecting device.

As for the technical means to realize this idea, Chen Mo is very familiar with it.

God Slayer——He proposed the concept of arming and the soul linking technique, and was born from the brainstorming of skilled goblin craftsmen. It can be called a "miracle" magic weapon.

However, although Chen Mo was able to completely copy the structure of the goblin-species version of the God Slayer, if only the original twelve magic formulas were equipped, it might not be enough in today's war-torn era, so his For a long time, I have been busy with the modification of the God Slayer.

So far, [-] spells have been compressed into the main body of the God Slayer with space folding magic added—this is almost the sum of all the spells that Chen Mo possesses now. up.

Including but not limited to the magic that appeared in the six thousand years later, the magic that was collected from the previous world, and the magic that Chen Mo figured out in his spare time.

After burning the last magic pattern, Chen Mo gently put down the obsidian earrings in his hand, which was used to carry the main body of the God Slayer, and then stretched greatly.

Now, there is really not a single drop left...

And while he was stretching, there was a light knock on the wooden door from outside the cave.

Along with the knock on the door, there was a girl's gentle voice.

"My lord, may I come in?"

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

"Yes, that's presumptuous."

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, and the petite girl with bright hair and blue eyes nodded politely, then shrank back and rushed into the cave.

squeak-

The wooden door closed again.

Although it is under the lonely man and widow, the atmosphere is not even the slightest ambiguous, Chen Mo looked at the girl who offered him a cup of hot tea with a smile, and asked: "Corone, what do you want me to do?" ?”

"Yes."

Respectfully making good tea for Chen Mo, Coronie's eyes flashed with reluctance.

Tea, this kind of material for enjoyment, does not have much stock in the entire human settlement, but as long as she thinks of the identity of the person in front of her, she immediately feels relieved.

For the gods, tea should not be considered so precious...?

Looking directly at the little girl's inner reveries, Chen Mo smiled and took a sip from the teacup. Although it is a precious material that the human species does not have much in stock, to be honest, this is almost the worst tea Chen Mo has ever drank. .

The strong bitterness immediately bloomed in the mouth, and the tea passed through the throat without leaving even the slightest lingering fragrance, only the bitter taste that lingered for a long time spread on the tongue coating.

Chen Mo really likes to drink bitter tea.

But like this kind of bad tea that has no aftertaste at all and is just bitter, he can't even arouse the slightest interest.

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