"Little guy, there is something to give. You buried the entire continent in order to save such a little divine power, is it a little short-sighted?" The shrill voice was like a roundworm in Alfie's stomach, and from his tone he deduced his true thoughts.

"I'm not as big as yours. Such a 'little' divine power, you can say it!" Alfie said without admitting defeat. In fact, I admit in my heart that I am indeed a little bit of a big loss. No matter how powerful these two divine forces were, if the entire continent was destroyed because of this, it would be meaningless to him.

I remember someone once said that what you catch in your hand is really your own, and the others are just a mirror.

"Hehe, now that you've figured it out, let's see! Remember that this was my last help to you in Wickburg. If you can make it past the last few levels I've assigned, then we'll have a chance to see you again. If you don't grow a little bit and encounter any unsolvable problems in the later levels, don't expect me to help you like this time!" said the shrill voice in a tone that hated iron but not steel.

"I wasn't counting on you either. If you hadn't jumped out so eagerly, maybe I'd have solved this problem!" Alfie thought to himself, if the shrill voice hadn't appeared, he would have made the same choice in the end.

"Yo yo yo, you gasped when you said you were fat!" said the shrill voice unceremoniously sarcastically, and the sharp teeth of his mouth were no worse than Alfie's. If Zambit had known, he would have cried and shouted to him as a teacher, and the great troll warriors were fed up with Alfie's sharp words.

"Don't talk nonsense, just let me see how far you can go with your mechanical powers!" Alfie used a little trick again. In the case of a generous strategy, in fact, Alfie can also manipulate the mechanical divine power to do this, but it is too stupid to let such a grandmaster of mechanical engineering not use.

No matter how shrill voices manipulate mechanical powers, they are definitely more comfortable than Alfie, and there is no risk of failure.

"When can you use this little bit of your cleverness to the right path, and you can become a great tool!" how could the shrill voice not understand Alfi's little ninety-nine? He sighed and finally mentioned in the tone of the elder teaching the junior.

"I'll take notice. Alfie's rare old face flushed, and she felt like a confidant with the shrill voice, this guy knew him too well.

"Then study hard!" After the shrill voice finished speaking, the shell of the core of the Heart of Defense floating in front of Alfie's eyes began to spin, slightly away from Alfie, and light blue spots of light began to appear on the core shell again.

At this time, the Icon of Light in the Mechanical Divine Power Mask had been showing off its power for a long time, but it had not received any response from the mechanical Divine Power. The "boring" icon of light folded its outstretched wings and began to slowly fall from mid-air.

When the Icon of Light landed at a height of about a meter above the ground, it hovered between Celent and Coughren and swayed back and forth, as if hesitating which side to choose to fly to.

Among the three sacred treasures that make up the Icon of Light, Coughren is the owner of the Eye of Light, and the owner of Lambert's rosary is Celent, and the Scepter of Light as the main body has been used by Celent for a long time in the form of a guardian's hammer, which is undoubtedly more biased towards Celent, and in the case of two to one, the choice of the Icon of Light should not be so hesitant.

However, after Celent integrated the knowledge about the soul god after the soul blade was combined into his eyebrows, some of the breath of the soul god appeared on his body, which made the Icon of Light, which already had elementary intelligence, hesitate about his sense of belonging.

The hesitation of the Icon of Light gave the mechanical powers manipulated by the shrill voice an opportunity.

Celent, who had already sensed the difference in the speed of time in Alfie's place, only felt that Alfie's face in the mechanical divine power light ball changed rapidly a few times, and the core of the Heart of Defense, which was originally held by him, turned red at some point and floated in front of Alfie.

The shell of the core rotated slowly, and from time to time pale blue flickers of light appeared on the shell, and when Selent looked closely, he realized that those spots of light were actually mechanical gods.

The speed at which mechanical artifacts appeared on the surface of the core became more and more frequent, and soon the pale blue mechanical artifacts had covered the surface of the red core shell. At this moment, the core shell suddenly cracked through the middle, revealing one of the devices that resembled a human eye, and after a few turns, the human eye glared viciously at the suspended Icon of Light.

Feeling the anger in the eyes of the core, Syrent could feel the anger coming from the Icon of Light. The wings that had just been folded up by the Icon of Light suddenly opened, and each feather on it was instantly covered with Divine Texts of Light, and streams of pure and huge Divine Power of Light emanated from the wings and rolled towards the core.

"It's really overwhelming!" Celent faintly seemed to hear a shrill voice that he had never heard before, and all the remaining energy of the black hole in the mechanical divine power cover surged towards the core, and at the same time, a slender pillar of light bloomed with a scorching pale blue light emitted from the eyes of the core person, and rushed towards the Icon of Light with a terrifying coercion, instantly piercing the Icon of Light's divine power.

Sensing the threat of the pale blue pillar of light, the pair of wings of the Icon of Light were like two closed shields, hugging together in front of him, trying to prevent the pale blue pillar of light from directly hitting its body.

A wisp of green smoke came out from the place where the pillar of light came into contact with the wings, and the feathers on the wings began to shake violently, and all the light gods frantically poured towards the place where they were hit by the pillar of light, like a light warrior desperately blocking the mechanical gods that kept pouring out from the light blue light pillar.

The light blue pillar of light emitted from the core met the stubborn resistance of the Icon of Light, and began to gradually thicken, firmly suppressing the Icon of Light.

The Icon of Light was not willing to be defeated, and after stubbornly resisting the sharp attack of the light blue pillar of light with its wings, it began to launch a counterattack towards the core.

The Icon of Light waved its right hand like a real person, and the Lambert rosary wrapped around its right arm came out of its hand and flew towards the core. The string that connected the rosary disappeared during the flight, and the eighteen rosary beads were scattered. Each rosary was accompanied by a powerful divine magic, and under the urging of the divine power of light, it roared like a string of beaded fireballs and smashed down on the core.

The core, which was manipulated by a shrill voice, seemed unhurried, and in the face of the counterattack of the Bright Icon, the core only flickered slightly, and the red shell suddenly exploded into countless small fragments, each of which was engraved with mechanical divine scripts. The fragments held the menacing eighteen rosaries like a cloud of red mist.

The Lambert rosary, which flickered with holy light, was like a slump in the magma, constantly sinking and floating in the red mist, dripping and turning in mid-air but never falling.