Abigail narrowed his eyes with a smile, and she asked, "Do you dare to drink, Master Mage."

"It's a waste." Xia He just took a sip, and the pure divine power was absorbed by his six-life talisman before it could dissipate in his body. In just one turn, it turned into pure vitality.

"So amazing, Asra, how did you do it?" Abigail reached out to get the bottle back, put it in his purse, and opened Xiahe's wine again.

"Entangling faith in divine power will destroy the magician's practice. So do you think?"

"Yes, I've never seen that magician who is willing to drink it directly, and it's almost the same for research."

"Because you haven't seen a few powerful magicians."

"Are there many powerful magicians in the Arcane Empire?"

“As many as cows.”

"I heard from the goddess that in many worlds, magicians are enemies of gods."

"This world is no exception. The magical council of the Arcane Empire and the Green Forest Continent will sooner or later go to war with the gods."

"Asla, will you go to war with the goddess?"

"I probably won't. By the way, what's going on with the Ocean God?"

Abigail took a sip of wine and leaned against the soft mat and said, "This mat is so comfortable."

"If you like it, move it back, I made it."

"Then I really moved."

"Um."

"Asra... the goddess was sleeping in a deep sleep because she lost the fight, but she snatched a little bit of divine fragments, which were very small. She had gains, not as big as she thought."

"Where are the others?"

"Bloody Mary was injured in vain and gained nothing, but I guess there is someone behind her, and it is not the power of this world. The messy gods from Green Forest have their own gains, but the Ocean Gods will definitely not be able to have just a few pieces, and there are still some to fight."

"I'm worried that Lynch will be affected."

"It's okay, the battlefield is not on Dragon Island. And last time, the Lord of Dawn sent three saints to kill many people. The power of Dragon Island was seriously destroyed."

Xia He was surprised. Why didn’t he know this information?

"I look at the Lord of Dawn, hoping that Lynch will attack Green Forest. At that time, should I send my subordinates to help him?"

"Of course, what a good opportunity this is."

"The temple is still weak and cannot afford to lose."

"This is a war, how come there is no reward? By the way, I invite you to come tomorrow and attend my dinner. Then the nobles of Storm Corner will appear."

"Asla, don't hold me again to establish your authority." Abigail kicked off the shoes and curled up on the cushion. Xia He found that she was not wearing the shoes she gave her.

"If you don't do this, you'll always target me with the Goddess in Storm."

"What will you do if the Empire asks you to expel the goddess from now on?"

"I am the honorary bishop of the Temple of Wealth. What should the Empire use to compensate me before I can expel the Temple?"

Abigail kicked Xiahe and had no answer to this question. However, the nobles of the empire have been here for a while and have not mentioned the expulsion of the temple. It depends on how this dinner is.

Xia He didn't hide, so he asked Abigail's little foot to kick him, and then he smiled and said, "Actually, the goddess of wealth doesn't have to be nervous. The Empire wants me to expel the temple, so it will definitely be more than just expelling her."

"Goddess of Doom?"

"Yes, I can't give up on the Goddess of Doom, so the Empire will not let me do such things for the time being. That day is still very far away."

"No wonder you asked the goddess to build a temple elsewhere, for the sake of the future?"

"In fact, the south of Green Forest is the most suitable for building a temple of wealth. However, the gods have territory there, and no one is willing to let anyone come out. If Lynch disrupts it, the goddess will have a chance to intervene. Since the empire is supporting behind the scenes, the goddess will give up Storm in the future and will be considered as returning the empire's favor, but it is not possible now."

"What do you want for this banquet?"

"I want them to be loyal to me."

"You are so domineering, people help you with things..."

"It's not that there's no benefit to get it. I just started reading Lynch's war record, haha."

"Asla, I'm here today, either to ask for information for the goddess, I just miss you very much." Abigail had already drunk half a bottle of wine, his face flushed.

"It's no good to think of me."

"Yes, so it's stupid, right?"

"How can you be stupid? There are not many people like me in the whole world. If I were a woman, I would like it."

"You are really... heartless." Abigail wanted to kick Xia He again, but his legs felt sore and weak, so he simply stuffed his feet into Xia He's arms.

Xia He didn't push her, but said, "You should be a good master, you are a bishop. When did you become the pope, you will be lonely if you are surrounded by a lot of people."

"It should be lonely, but it will still be lonely."

"Abigail, is it good to have some success?"

"How can I calculate my future? Can I become a god by myself?"

Xia He smiled bitterly. People in this world are short-sighted, what is the point of becoming a god? Taoist priests are really cutting off the path of immortality. Only when their souls are scattered and they cannot be resurrected, can they switch to the path of spirituality and prolong their lives.

Who would cultivate God if there is a little hope of reincarnation?

Gods are subject to too many restrictions. Even without Taoist priests, gods are subject to believers. It sounds like the gods who control the laws are very powerful, but so many universes, every universe, and every world will not be completely the same. It is like how many gods have been born in this world right now?

Many gods have no more than two laws from birth to death.

What does this kind of control taste like?

Most gods are just frogs in the well.

Only by powerful gods who unify one world, then extend their tentacles outward, conquer one world after another, and then cross the universe, can they reach the same level as the Golden Immortal.

The problem is that fighting across the universe is too difficult for the gods.

"You haven't thought about creating a few gods to serve you?" Xia He tentatively said.

"I thought about it, but the goddess would not allow it."

Abigail was drunk and his eyes were blurred. Her words surprised Xia He. Has she really thought about such a thing?

"Asra, a powerful god, can indeed enslave some weak gods. It is said that even the gods will be afraid of the arcanes when they grow to a certain level. In some universes, gods have indeed been caught by magicians, and they can be studied in slices."

"Is this what the goddess told you?"

"Yes, she likes me very much and told me a lot..."

Xia Hexin said, what did the goddess of wealth tell her bishop about this? This is not something a god should do. This is outrageous. God should maintain majesty and make believers always respect it.

Although Freya is funny in front of her, in front of the gods, she is like a heavenly emperor who is in the nine heavens, and she is majestic and cannot be looked at directly.

Could it be that Goddess of Wealth is the kind of existence that is so powerful that it spans multiple universes? It shouldn't be, how could this kind of existence grow so slowly? Even if it's just a clone, it should have the power of a superior god now.

"Do you drink some too?" Abigail threw the bottle to Xia He, and Xia He picked it up and poured it all in one breath.

"Why are you drinking all!" Abigail was anxious.

"What else!" Xia He saw that her hands and feet were disorganized, so he wanted to climb over to argue with him, so he quickly dissuaded him.

"Where is, why can't I see it!"

"It's there." Xia He used the mage's hand and took another bottle of wine from the cabinet.

Austin pressed against the door, his ears were pressed flat, and the sound in the room made him feel itchy.

"Asla, you are a magician, why are you so strong?"

"Who said that the magicians are not allowed to fight in hand and hand? Your temple armorer may not be able to beat me."

"Yes, the caster can fight in hand and hand, and I'm very good at it, why don't we fight in hand and hand?"

Austin opened his mouth wide and shouted in his heart: Master, hurry up and fight with her!

"Abigail, you're drunk."

"How is it possible? I am the Bishop of Red Robe now. This little wine is for me..."

Snap...

"Sorry, Asra, I fell your bottle."

"It's okay, don't go, I can clean it up with magic."

"Oh, my feet."

"You'll get it, let me see."

Austin looked into the crack of the door, but there was no gap in the magician's room. He could only imagine in his heart that the master must have grabbed her feet and licked it!

I don't seem to think so?

No, the master said I was mean, why can’t I think so?

"Abigail, you should use divine techniques to treat it."

"It has a price, even I have to spend money."
To be continued...