Don't call me evil god

Chapter 813 The Creation of the Magic Goddess
Worry for nothing!

Pete rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He was just facing a formidable enemy, weighing whether to run away immediately or save Morgan.

It turns out that the opponent simply didn't have enough strength to open that gap!

Come to think of it, Morgan is injured. With his current "brain-damaged" state, it is difficult for him to control his body coordination, let alone exert normal force.

Soon someone volunteered to stand up:
"I'll help him!"

Arthur, the main shield warrior of the Against the Wind Group, naturally played the role of accompanying Morgan on the adventure.

He walked back to the wall of flesh and blood with a heroic and confident look, stretched out his hands to grab the gap, and began to pull with all his strength:
"Hey!!!"

The lines formed by the gap were only torn apart an almost invisible distance, and then they did not advance any further.

Seeing Arthur's red face and thick neck, and the way he was trying hard, everyone realized that something was wrong.

There's something wrong with this gap in flesh and blood!

It was understandable that Morgan couldn't pull it open, but Arthur went to help and still made no progress, which was a big problem!
Seeing this, another shield warrior from the Against Wind Group also went over to try to help, and he and Arthur each took one side and inserted their fingers into the gap to exert force.

"Hey!!!"

Even though both of them were using all their strength, the gap was still tightly closed.

There was absolutely no sign of it being torn apart.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

The two of them tried so hard that they were almost exhausted, and the best result was that they managed to open the gap to the length of a finger.

Then they both collapsed to the ground exhausted.

"Can't this gap be opened?"

Pete frowned.

"Is this…is this right?!"

The representative characteristics of monsters that are transformed by flesh and blood pollution are often their abnormally strong vitality and self-healing ability.

But in terms of defense, they are definitely not as good as pollution types like ossification.

Most attacks can successfully break the defense of flesh and blood monsters. To put it more extremely, even if an ordinary person stabs it with a rusty pitchfork, he may be able to cause effective damage and cause it to bleed.

Attacks from various professions can leave enough injuries on it.

The problem is that most of the damage will cause the monster, which is made of twisted, exposed flesh, to immediately begin to heal itself after it hits.

An attack that is fatal to other monsters is not a problem at all for a flesh and blood monster. As long as it is given a little time, it will be able to recover on its own.

Its danger lies in the fact that it is “impossible to kill” rather than “impossible to beat”.

But this wall of flesh and blood in front of me.

Regardless of whether it is really a monster or something else.

The characteristics it exhibits clearly violate some characteristic laws that people have previously summarized through observation.

It's clearly wildly twisted flesh and blood!
But it has an outrageous "rigidity".

Even with the full strength of two level 3 fighters, they were unable to change its form!
Gale hesitated, then put forward his thoughts in a tangled way:

"You guys...how about you retreat first and let me attack it?"

This wall of flesh and blood reminded Gale inexplicably of the tentacles of the stone monsters in the underground excavation site created by the dwarves in the Spiritwing Wetlands.

Stone spirit deformities can also be classified as flesh and blood monsters.

The stone spirit fetus is located underground, just like this wall of flesh and blood.

Before being awakened, the Stone Spirit Fetus has no reaction to external attacks, and it can even be killed by attacking its tentacles while it is in a dormant state.

This wall of flesh and blood looked extremely strange and dangerous, but it seemed to have no reaction to the arrival of the crowd. Even when Arthur and the others personally touched and pulled it, it did not trigger its counterattack.

The two seem to have quite a few similar "commonalities".

If soft methods don’t work, maybe hard methods will work?
That's why Gale suggested using attack to test the situation. After Arthur and another shield warrior helped Morgan back, Gale called out to the arcane lifeforms he had summoned.

"Go ahead and attack there!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The arcane lifeforms had an unexpected reaction.

They were supposed to act according to the wizard's orders, but after receiving this command, they all made a short and high-pitched buzzing sound.

Several arcane life forms remained motionless in their positions, not completing the orders given by Gale.

Gale was stunned.

"You... refuse to attack it?"

Through the 4th-level magic [Summon Arcane Life], Gale, as the summoner, can communicate with the arcane life forms in a simple way during the one hour that they come to the mortal dimension.

Their intelligence is not sufficient to answer overly complex questions or perform operations that are too general.

Basically, the only things that can be communicated are things with clear directions such as "yes, no, executing, can't do, confirm command", etc.

"Om-!"

The arcane lifeform responded to Gale's question with a humming sound.

They said they couldn't attack the Wall of Flesh with arcane magic!

Gale's expression changed slightly. He waved his staff, reopened the astral channel, and sent these arcane creatures that were about to reach the end of their summoning time back to the magic network dimension where they originally lived.

The wall of flesh and blood blocking their way was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Arcane lifeforms "refuse" to attack it!

It’s not that they can’t use magic to attack, but that they are unwilling to do so!

This situation usually only represents one possibility:
——The target of attack is related to the Magic Goddess!

According to legend, the arcane life in the magic network dimension was created by the ancient goddess of magic herself. They are both natural "spellcasters" and maintainers of the stability of the magic network.

Because of this feature.

Arcane beings will refuse any offense against the goddess of magic, such as orders requiring them to disrupt the stability of the magic network in a certain area.

This was something that had long been concluded by the mages of the Magic Hermitage.

But this is where things get weird!

This wall of flesh deep in the dark crypts is resisted by arcane lifeforms!
This means that attacking it represents an offense to the Goddess of Magic!

"How can it be?!"

Pete, who also realized what this reaction of the arcane life form meant, was also shocked.

No matter from which angle you look at it.

This wall of flesh and blood in front of me should have nothing to do with the magic goddess, right?
The former represents the pollution of the void, the chaotic and twisted monsters;
The latter is the ancient god of order and the powerful controller of the magic network dimension.

"Wait, wait, let me straighten it out, let me straighten it out!"

Gale chanted a [Clarity Spell] to bless himself and began brainstorming at high speed.

"This thing must be the creation of the fucking goddess of magic, otherwise the arcane lifeforms wouldn't refuse to attack it!"

"But now it looks like it has been completely contaminated and turned into a twisted flesh and blood. In other words, it may have lost its original appearance and function!"

"So, deep in the dark crypt there is a relic that was opened up by a magic goddess who knows how long ago?!"

Pete interrupted quietly:
"Be bold, is there a possibility?"

"The entire Dark Crypt was created by the Magic Goddess?"

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(End of this chapter)