Chapter 1457 Where's Your Face? Do You Still Want It?

"I need your unconditional trust and support, and I will also share the information with you." Delia, the Goddess of Light, made her request.

The Wind Blessed One was the first to respond in support and asked in a low voice: "Are you able to see many things that we cannot see?"

The Goddess of Light took a deep look at the Wind Blessed One, which made the latter feel terrified and subconsciously hid behind him.

"Since everyone is Terrell's friend and has decided to help him rescue Theresa, and we know a lot about Will Declan, do you know anything special about the process of him becoming an alchemist? Impression?" Goddess of Light asked casually, but it aroused everyone's thinking.

Is Will Declan great?

A little guy whose age is only a fraction of theirs, has gone through their hundreds or thousands of years of journey in just a few decades, and has reached a higher level. This can no longer be described as awesome, he is simply a monster.

And his comprehensive ability is beyond the reach of everyone.

Alchemy, casting, alchemy, and magic circles are all above the demigod level. Is this normal?

This can be explained by a simple word genius.

"What you want to say is that when he was assessing the alchemy caster, he identified 180 materials in the last five minutes?" The artifact caster, as a dwarf demigod, is very keen on alchemy and casting. If not Because he is on Terrell's side, he will definitely be very close to Will.

He is very keen on Xiao Weil's alchemy and casting skills. After all, although he claims to be an artifact caster, in fact, his success rate in creating semi-artifacts is abysmal. If possible, he is even willing to learn from Xiao Weil as his teacher. Alchemy and casting.

And in his eyes, there were too many unreasonable things about Little Will, right from the beginning.

A teenage boy identified 180 alchemical casting materials in five minutes with 100% accuracy. Is this normal?

The Goddess of Light nodded and said, "He was cheating at that time, using an ability that all members of our organization have."

"Divine magic? Identification-type magic?" The artifact caster's heart moved, and he immediately thought of a possibility.

The Goddess of Light nodded affirmatively and said: "This ability is called the Eye of Appraisal. It is a lossless and unlimited appraisal ability given by a great being. Can you identify one hundred and eighty alchemical materials in five minutes? No, he is just He just wrote down the 180-point appraisal result in five minutes, and it was not him who completed the determination. "

"He is just cheating." The words of the Goddess of Light silenced everyone.

The righteous judge said solemnly: "So, you can also see more things that we can't see, many things that we can't understand, and you can also easily see the truth, is that right?"

The Goddess of Light looked around, nodded with certainty and said: "So, I need your trust, 100% unconditional trust, because I can see many things that you can't see, such as..."

"The third one hanging on the third floor is not a corpse at all. There is nothing there, only a very small space crack."

"Space crack?" Several demigods couldn't help but look at each other.

The Goddess of Light said with great certainty: "The power from the corpses of Jagger and Iron Blood was continuously directed into that space crack. If what I expected is correct, that space crack should be the prototype of a space channel, and all of us have The power is also being passed on in a steady stream."

"It's just that we are alive and can control our own power. We are deprived of and pass on the power to fly and shovel seats. This process is very slow unless we take the initiative to attack the space crack, and this is very likely to happen."

Several powerful demigods were silent. Is this possibility possible?

Everyone thought about it carefully. Judging from the situation of one victim every night, they would find the problem in a few days. If they could use other methods to prove that everyone was real,

So where will the enemy be?

That "corpse" that was surrounded by a black mist and couldn't see its true face!

Then, they will take the initiative to attack the "corpse". Isn't this a logical thing?

However, the enemy had many calculations, but one thing was missing: Delia, the Goddess of Light, could see through its true face.

"Well, Delia, why should we say it so blatantly? The master here..." The Wind Blessed One suddenly thought of something and asked cautiously.

A bright smile appeared on the face of the Goddess of Light: "Do you think that if he could really suppress us easily, he would still use such small means? Rules are meant to be followed, and at the same time, rules are meant to be broken. "

"The master here has made the rules, and he must abide by them. Otherwise, if the rules are broken, his domain will be broken, and loopholes will appear everywhere. As for us, we need to look for existing loopholes and find his imperfections. , so breaking the rules and winning is the right way." The Goddess of Light raised her head and looked at the decorative lamp on the roof of the hall. This thing is just a decoration and never shines.

With a gentle wave of her slender hand, the magic lamp landed lightly on it. With the injection of the magic power of the Goddess of Light, the soft light spread. Everyone faintly heard a slight roar, but no matter how carefully they listened, they couldn't hear it. .

“Swish~swish~swish~” Magic lamps appeared in front of them, and the first order of the Goddess of Light was: “Put magic lamps in all the houses, and put a magic lamp every three meters in all corridors to ensure that all places in the villa are covered by light and keep darkness away from us.”

Your uncle suddenly slapped his forehead and asked loudly: “Is the killing rule here night or darkness?”

The Goddess of Light shrugged and said: “How should I know, but one thing is certain, we have more advantages than the enemy in the light, not to mention that the magic lamp I took out is not an ordinary magic lamp, but...”

“Holy artifact!” The artifact caster who felt the faint smell of holy water on the magic lamp was full of fanaticism, “You didn’t buy these things from Will. Declan, did you?”

The Goddess of Light smiled: “Why not? You know, He is a divine craftsman who can create semi-divine artifacts, and a long time ago, when he was not yet in the rank, he had already done a deep study of the so-called holy artifacts. "

"In front of the devils of hell, our positions are the same." After saying this, the goddess of light stared at the judge of justice, who smiled casually: "Delia, I have decided to change my past and use myself to exchange for the freedom of the goddess of pain and torture. Now I am not their enemy, but their substitute servant. Isn't it normal for a servant to ask the master for help?"

The words of the judge of justice made all the demigods black line. This bastard rebelled too quickly. You should know that you are the leader who opposes them.

Trell, where is your face? Do you want it?

"What are you doing? Work!" The goddess of light found that it might be a mistake to like Trell. This bastard is not as good as she thought. It can even be said that this bastard... List of chapters of the troubles of the young wizard typed by high-speed text