Goldfinger Maker [System]

Lisi is dead, and her soul will dissipate completely after death. Even if the Dark Son has doubts about this and wants to use secret methods to investigate, she will have no way to start, let alone involve Spree.

There are still two or three days before the battle of the Gods Arena, and Fan Le, who wants to know the news, wanders the streets all day looking for various snacks and delicacies.However, the taste of San Sorold is not the same as that of Imperial City. Most of the food is sweet, and there are not many tricks. After two days of shopping, I get tired of it.However, he still bought a lot of special products and piled them in the room, so that if he was pressed by Spree, he would have something to stop his mouth.Cannibalism is soft and soft, Fan Le praised his IQ, obviously he forgot that the money he used to buy things was public money, in other words, it was Spree's money.

But as the date approached, Spree showed no signs of waking up. The Temple of Light had sent knights to urge him several times, but Fan Le wasn't worried at all.Just when he changed his clothes again and was about to sneak out, there was a sudden strong wave of magic in Spree's room, and the surrounding magic elements poured into the room like a whale.

After a while, the movement subsided, and Fan Le secretly opened the door. Unexpectedly, there was darkness in front of him. He secretly thought that it was not good to look up, and sure enough, Spruey was looking down at him with a slightly gloomy face.

"Sneak out!" Spree said with certainty, who was better than Fan Le who was still wearing his cross-dress, a strong suit, especially with two small hills faintly standing on his chest.If it wasn't for Fan Le not changing his appearance this time, I'm afraid Spree wouldn't have recognized that this somewhat thieving guy was a disciple who was shy and autistic after a few months of money.

"Haha..." Fan Le laughed dryly, pulled out two sizable pieces of bread from his chest and threw them aside, then quickly took out the things he had already prepared. In order to pursue speed, he even used wind magic, " I just went to buy some food for the teacher, wouldn’t it be a pity not to eat something special once in a while!”

Seeing that he skillfully drove the wind element to move all the things to the table and put it all over the table, a strange look flashed in his eyes. It seems that Sang Qing has made great progress in the control of magic elements recently.

After Fan Le had finished setting things up, he saw that Sprui had been silent, and his heart beat a little. He hurriedly dragged Sprui to the table and sat down, and then graciously opened a box, took out a piece of white snack and presented it to him: "Teacher, come and taste it. I bought it after queuing all afternoon."

Seeing Fan Le smiling like a flower, Spree couldn't help being a little dazed, this disciple hasn't been this happy for a long time!For this reason, he did not refuse, and took it and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully, which was kind of good anyway.

Fan Le heaved a sigh of relief seeing that Spree finally opened his mouth, everything will be easier after it has a beginning.So Sprui, who had just broken through to the late stage of the holy level, was fed one after another with no chance to fill his mouth, but the strange thing was that he felt a little joy in his heart when he saw such an attentive Fan Le.

"The Battlefield of the Gods will open the day after tomorrow. The knights of the Temple of Light have come to urge you several times to let you go to the Temple of Light one day in advance." The crisis was temporarily resolved, and Fan Le began to talk about business.

"Then let's go tomorrow." Spree wiped his mouth and locked his eyes on Fan Le again.

Fan Le felt that the gaze was like a sharp sword that made his heart jump, and hurriedly said: "This time, the teacher successfully broke through to the late stage of the holy level and will definitely beat those alien races to pieces!"

Spree ignored his flattery, and said coldly after eating his mouth softly: "Sneak out next time, and be grounded for a month."

Fan Le was instantly discouraged, but he quickly remembered that according to what happened next, he didn't have the time to sneak around anymore. This sentence was tantamount to saying nothing, and his mood improved again.

On the contrary, Spree witnessed the ups and downs of his emotions from the beginning to the end, and suddenly had some doubts whether there were some sequelae of the soul injury last time.

The next day, the two arrived at their headquarters under the leadership of the knights sent by the temple.

This is a very large building, which occupies almost half of the area of ​​San Thorode City. It is somewhat similar to the church that Fan Le has seen before, but it is mainly made of white gold, which looks majestic and sacred.In the open space in front of the square, many believers knelt down here, and several priests were casting light magic on them to get rid of their ailments.

The three of them entered the temple all the way, and there were priests and bishops in divine robes coming and going here. They just glanced at the two aliens in magic robes and left with brisk steps.

"Honorable Lord of the Elemental Law, His Holiness the Pope is waiting for you in the front hall, I will not go with you, and a priest will take you to your residence later." The knight in silver chain mail bent over Respectfully said, even if the person in front of him is not a member of the temple, as long as he is a strong person on this continent, he will win the respect of others.

Spree thanked him and took Fan Le to continue. Since the knight didn't specifically explain, it meant that Fan Le could go as his disciple.

There are very few people coming and going on this road. It is obviously the important place of the Temple of Light. The statues of the gods and knights are erected on both sides of the wide corridor, and the reliefs of the gods are carved on the walls. They either fold their hands on their chests, or Get down on your knees and pray.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, combined with the reliefs on the wall, made Fan Le feel a little dazed.

"It's here!" A cold voice suddenly rang in his ears, waking him up completely.A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of Fan Le, who was sober. The God of Light's methods were indeed extraordinary. If it were any other ordinary person, he would have been baptized by the light after passing through the corridor just now and became his believer.

If Spree hadn't woken him up at a critical moment, I'm afraid he would have fallen into it too.

When they finally walked out of the corridor, what appeared before them was a huge and empty hall. On the main seat sat a majestic white-haired middle-aged man with a high crown on his head. He was the Pope of the Temple of Light.

Spree's pupils shrank slightly, he couldn't see the realm of the pope, and he could feel the threat of being ignored from the other party. The other party was definitely more than a holy level, and it was very likely that he had already stepped into the realm of the gods. From this point of view The master of the dark temple should be similar, the human race is really weaker than other races.

And there was a group of people standing under the pope, they were holy-level powerhouses from other races who came to participate in the battle in the arena of the gods.

Among them, the Son of Darkness frowned upon noticing Spree's arrival but said nothing, while an elf woman with light green long hair beside him cast a relatively friendly look at Spree.Spree has been to the elves before and has a good relationship with them. Not long ago, he asked the elf queen for help because of Sang Qing's soul injury.

Other Fan Le saw there were dwarf warriors, and besides that, a young man with a big and strong chest was exposed. He really exuded a terrifying aura. If he guessed correctly, he should be a dragon.And the one standing behind wearing a black robe whose face cannot be seen clearly should be the undead tribe, and the other one with red hair and a lion's tail on the buttocks is the orc tribe.

"It seems that we are late!" Spree walked over to these people with all kinds of eyes. Some of these people he had never met before, and some of them had fought against each other on the battlefield, such as the flame lion of the orc clan. Sail.

Regarding the fact that Spree came late and brought a small follower, no one present disagreed.Although they are not all smart people, they are not stupid either. Since the Temple of Light has no displeasure, they don't have to jump out to humiliate themselves. Moreover, the Pope of the Temple is quite deterrent to them, and no one dares to act rashly. Even The Dark Sons are honest.

"Don't worry, today I just explained to you the situation in the arena of the gods in advance." The pope sat on the high platform without moving a muscle, and everyone had no objections. As he stepped into the realm of the gods, he really could bear it.

"One month ago, the Divine Crown of Our Clan issued an oracle to unite the gods to start the battle of the Gods and Spirits Arena tomorrow. The winner will get a divine core, and this divine core comes from the previous element that has fallen. God." The Pope looked over Spree, "Now this God Core will give birth to a new God of Elements under the witness of the gods."

Not only everyone, but even Spuri was surprised. After becoming a holy magician, his title was Elemental Sage, but this time the reward turned out to be the core of the God of Elements. Is this a coincidence?

Eve, an elf, also watched Spree's beautiful eyes twinkle, obviously more than one person present thought of this matter.

"May I ask His Majesty the Pope, why did you hold this competition?" Spree asked. For some reason, he always felt that the arena of gods this time was full of weirdness.

The pope narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I don't know, but the final winner will get a chance to meet the gods in addition to obtaining the god's core."

Spree lowered his eyes. Was it for him to ask himself? It was really difficult, but he would never back down.

……

Returning to the residence arranged for him by the Temple of Light, Spree let his mind go and didn't think about anything, and sat upright to consolidate his strength in the late stage of the holy level.

They came to the square outside the Temple of Light early the next morning. At this time, Fan Le found Anita. The old man Kai Luo didn't come, apparently because he was worried that other races would take the opportunity to start a war without him.Camille didn't come either, and as the next emperor of the Morbit Empire, he couldn't just run around.

At this time, the Pope was able to walk to the center and raised his scepter, a dazzling light shot from the top of the scepter to break through the sky, and several rays of light descended from the nine heavens, and these rays of light gathered together to form a Huge colorful light gate.

All the residents of St. Thorode discovered this situation, and they all fell to the ground to praise the miracle, and those who came here for this battle were even more excited.

"Is this the power of the gods?" Spree clenched his fists as he felt the vast and invincible power, and he would definitely reach such a state.

And Fan Le quietly shrank back behind Sprui, and he could also feel that that kind of power was absolutely unmatched.

"Entering through this gate of light, you will arrive at the arena of the gods. This time, there is no order of competition. Whether you want to fight alone or find an alliance, but only the last one will win. The rules of the arena of the gods will prevail. Judge on your own whether you still have the strength to fight, those who are unable to fight will be sent out, and the one remaining in the end will be the winner." The pope slowly stated such a cruel rule.

The rules of the Cavaliers are very unfavorable to Spry, because many people may focus on him because of his title issue.

"Then go in!"

The eight people didn't stay any longer and flew up and slowly approached the gate of light. The Son of Darkness bent his lips at the strong man of the undead clan. Since Spree had become the target of public criticism, he would add more fire.

Fan Le watched Sprui's figure disappear into the light gate, and then when the last person entered, the light gate twisted and disappeared, and then replaced it with a huge light curtain, which showed a clear picture, and it was the arrival of the eight people. The situation in the arena of the gods.In addition to the largest light curtain, eight small light curtains appeared around, showing everyone's situation.The effect was so good that Fan Le could even see a few hairs on the tail of the orc Sail, and suddenly a small gray thing got into the middle of Sail's fluffy hair.Fan Le was embarrassed, who can tell him what the hell it is!

When Spree passed through the light gate, he felt as if he had passed through a membrane, and then came to a lush forest, with no one around. It seemed that they separated randomly when they entered.He released a prying eye and rose into the air to check the surrounding situation, but all he could see was green. It seemed that the scope of the Gods Arena was much larger than he expected.At the same time, he faintly sensed that the magical elements here are much more active than in the outside world. Since he couldn't find anyone for a while, he simply found a huge branch and sat cross-legged, planted a defensive magic around him, and closed his eyes. Temper mental strength.For a magician, spiritual power is the most important thing, it determines the amount of magic elements that each magician can mobilize.

The Son of Darkness is at the peak of the holy level, a level higher than him. Although I don't know why he was hostile to him when he was at the city gate, it is certain that the other party will target him in this arena of gods and spirits, so she wants to Take the time to improve your strength as much as possible.

On the other side, the Son of Darkness was thrown into an ancient ruin. He saw that no one around him smashed a piece of rock with a single blow, and in this pile of rock powder, he found a shiny mirror-like thing.

"This is..." He picked it up and found two jumping red dots on it, "A guide?"

The Son of Darkness quickly understood the usefulness of this thing. It is actually very easy to hide from a person in such a wide space, so this thing exists to prevent them from finding each other.

"I don't know who it is, let's go and see first, if it's that lowly human race..." The Dark Son showed a cruel smile, "Let me teach you a good lesson."

Five pairs of pitch-black wings spread out behind him and quickly disappeared from the ancient ruins.

In another forest, Eve, an elf, also got a guiding board. She showed an ethereal smile, and her snow-white bare feet stepped on the branches like a butterfly.

The other five people also left for other places after a preliminary inspection of the surrounding area. Only Spree was left alone, resting on the ground with his eyes closed on the branch, which attracted special attention.

"Teacher, what are you doing!" Anita covered her head in pain. Although he was very confident in the teacher, the situation would be unfavorable no matter how things went on like this!

Fan Le looked at him and smiled, and said in an unquestionable tone: "The teacher will definitely become the final winner."

"You..." Anita paused, he really wanted to ask where his confidence came from, but thinking of his teacher's previous experience, yes, Spree has almost never lost since his fortune, even when it was against him. Even under such circumstances, they can miraculously turn defeat into victory. Maybe they really have hope this time.

After about a few hours, the sound of dead branches being trampled suddenly sounded in the forest where Spree was. He opened his eyes and sensed the identity of the comer with his mental power. It turned out to be Theo of the flame lion lineage.

At this time Theo also found Spree on the tree, he grinned: "It seems that I am really lucky!"

"I agree." Spree withdrew the surrounding defensive magic. This level of magic can't pose any threat to Theo, and it's useless to keep it.

"Last time I was hurriedly recalled by the Beast Emperor on the battlefield, and I couldn't have a good time with you. Let's compete today!" Sail's pupils were full of high fighting spirit, it seems that he has been looking forward to today for a long time up.

"Oh, don't you wait until they come to attack me together?" Spree carefully covered the wind element around his body. The orc's guns are notoriously powerful, and it would definitely be uncomfortable to be punched.

"Hmph, for me there is only fighting!" Sail raised his fist high, and the fiery red grudge was wrapped around the fist, and the few branches where the wind of the fist touched were turned yellow and curled by the high temperature.