It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

The two pioneers who went deep into the Sun Kingdom to investigate, the 15th-level glorious knight, and the 15th-level glorious priest looked at each other, turned their heads and left.

They've been stuck here for almost a month.The summer solstice—or the winter solstice here—is not far away, and the best time to attack the false gods is not far away!

Use the fastest speed to send the news back.Then, use the highest speed to push the army of the Lord of Radiance, the army of the governor's mansion, and the servants of the local natives as soon as possible!
Kill the false gods, kill the local powerhouses, and annex this fertile land!
They both leaped up, reached the highest speed, and turned into a stream of light and went north.There is silence under the feet, no one is flying in the air to stop:
All the temples received orders from the high priest of the main temple to close their doors and pray with all their strength.Nobles, noble families, and all powerful men with the power of the sun god flowing in their veins have also prayed with all their strength under the organization of the temple.

The great sun god has reached the most critical moment!
Success or failure, in one fell swoop!
All the people, all, believe in the sun god, worship the sun god, and the power comes from the people of the sun god, pray with all your strength!Use your beliefs and praises to provide strength for the Sun God!
"...A false god is a false god!" Pastor Guanghui looked down at the dotted lights on the mountain, and sneered coldly.Observing with spiritual eyes, the flame of divine power flowing on the temple is getting weaker and weaker:

"The hypocritical sun god, a despicable existence that claims to possess the radiance of the sun! You are vulnerable to the power of the lord of radiance! No matter how much hypocritical praise, hypocritical worship, it is impossible to make your strength stronger!"

The "hypocritical sun god" is struggling.It was faster than Gretel expected, or in other words, the sun god became more and more proficient and efficient in the process of transporting ore again and again.

The quantity delivered each time, from 100 tons to 200 tons, soon reached 500 tons——

It's not that there can't be more, but that a section of ore vein can hold so much ore.

Cut veins, deliver ore, spill, stir.Throwing 500 tons of borax and lead into a small section of burning ore lode happens to be the most efficient solution.No matter how many, the flames in the veins are too large, and the fire extinguishing efficiency is not high...

After repeated tossing and trial and error, Sun God adjusted the quantity delivered each time to 500 tons.Once it was transported, Elder Fahim and the others moved forward for a section, unblocking the seal of the elf secret realm in such a small section.

One piece, one piece after another.Looking down from the sky, even in the night sky, the fairy secret realm, which is always bright, dimmed little by little.

Those open wounds in the earth, in those wounds, flames that have been rolling for thousands of years.The fields where the elves grow herbs, the forests where they walk and sing, the gardens where they meet...

The places that were burned, destroyed, shriveled, twisted, if not restored, the flames were at least extinguished.Elder Fahim led the young elves and walked slowly among them, his old face was full of nostalgia and sorrow.

—Thousands of years.For the first time, this elf secret realm saw the hope of being rescued and healed. …

Gretel was not allowed to enter the secret realm.Of course, he didn't want to go in unless it was a last resort, and unless someone put a knife on his neck.He squatted in the bunker outside the secret, leaning on the light screen in front of Senior Brother Bilbo, looking left and right:
"It seems to be getting weaker?"

"Yeah, it's getting weaker and weaker." Archmage Bairbo raised his hand and dialed twice, called out a number, and compared it back and forth twice.Turning his head, he looked at Gretel with some doubts:
"What do you mean by the world's gift, is it really okay? - really in time? I think it's exhausted..."

The Sun God was indeed exhausted. 20 tons of ore, even if it is it, has to be wrapped up with the power of nothingness, transported dozens of miles away, and then thrown into the ore veins for stirring, the consumption is not a small number.

The point is, the major is wrong!

It is not an earth element!The earth element attracts ore and controls the ore, that is instinct, but for him, it is purely by brute force!The power consumption in it is doubled and doubled!

Moreover, in the process of stirring the veins, one has to endure the burning continuously... The burning is so painful... Although he is a god in charge of light and heat, he has a certain resistance to burning, but it still hurts. ...

Is this... the power of the real sun...

The sun god Viracocha tried hard to endure the burning, time and time again, trying to move the ore to the elves' secret realm.There are indeed gifts from the world, but they are not many, and they are sprinkled on him like light rain, which can only lighten the pain of his being burned.

As for the kind of big gift, the kind that can make an earth element directly advance...

The sun god has been working hard for a long time, but he still hasn't seen it.

"Come on, hurry up!" The little guy who tempted him to come here, every time he came back to transport things, he came to encourage him:
"As long as there are gifts from the world, as for large sums, you may have to go to the secret realm to heal them all, and settle them together...it must be the same for me! The first transaction will be given to a large one, then slowly settled, and finally a wave big!"

So did Viracocha, the sun god.It went back and forth in waves, carrying it again and again, and finally, in the entire elf secret realm, only the torch flame on the top of the central mountain was left, which was raging——

Just looking at it made him tremble with fear from the bottom of his heart.

That was the brilliance he had seen from the very first moment he was born with consciousness, a brilliance as powerful as a thousand suns——

There is no way out!

Rush!
The sun god Viracocha struggled to roll up the ore sand on the ground, turned it into a cloud of gray light, and rushed upwards.In the bunker behind, Gretel looked at the image on the light screen and prayed silently:
Come on!
Be sure to work hard!
In the Chernobyl nuclear power plant accident that year, more than 600 Soviet pilots drove helicopters day and night, shuttled thousands of times, and poured 5000 tons of borax and lead lumps into the reactor.

Most of them died of pain soon after receiving large doses of radiation, or suffered from leukemia, cancer, etc., and struggled for a long time;
But this time, the elves made it... It is said that they purified the Well of Eternity, wanted to cultivate more powerful elves, and finally blew up this thing... Such a huge reactor core built on a natural mine , How much borax should be thrown down? …

5000 tons is probably not enough, 1 tons?

5 tons should be enough!

Fortunately, the native sun god was fooled into doing the coolies, otherwise, God knows how many people would die and get sick if those elves were allowed to do the work!
Sun God, work harder!

An extraordinarily huge cloud of borax and lead rose up, aimed at the pillar of fire, and overwhelmingly suppressed it.The moment he touched the central pillar of fire, even Gretel, who was far away from the secret realm, heard a particularly tragic wail.

"what--"

Uh... take it easy, boss!You are wounded!Don't throw yourself into the pillar of fire!
Or, consider using radioactive flames to roast the scars left by the glorious Holy See on your body?
The sun god Viracocha is tougher than Gretel imagined.The lead cloud of borax rolled slightly in the pillar of fire, and a yellow light rose from it, turning to the outside of the secret realm, and soon, another large lead cloud was wrapped.

Although, that yellow light has completely turned towards the bronze color.No need to look at the number on the brother's light screen, Gretel can see that it is extremely weak with the naked eye.

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