Chapter 212 Becoming the God of the New World

The president is not so easy to fool, and Amber Xiu has already been prepared.

But it was still a bit unexpected how difficult this old guy was, asking the key questions right away.

"President, are you doubting me? You're clearly trying to get a way out of here from me."

The president said calmly, "It's the same. If you tell me how to leave, doesn't that prove your sincerity?"

This old Deng is quite calculating.

But Amber Xiu was not afraid to answer this question honestly: "You also know that this is the garbage dump of the gods. Ordinary methods can't get in at all. I came to this exiled world by chance when I encountered a special space connection. Come with me and take a look. You will probably know what's going on."

The president's one eye turned twice, and then said, "Okay, let's go and see what's going on."

After saying that, the translucent tentacle monster flew directly upwards.

The president's current form is very special and can no longer be understood as an ordinary biological form. Amber Xiu does not have the ability to pass through walls, so he can only return along the original path and come to the ground.

The president was floating quietly in the ruins. Amber Xiu couldn't understand the expression of the one-eyed tentacle monster. He didn't know if he had any feelings in his heart, so he just got straight to the point.

Amber pointed to the sky, where the swamps where the Slaads lived were.

"There is a group of Slaad living in the swamp above. These monsters can create a space channel connecting to the outside world. These monsters hunt and reproduce in this way. I was lucky enough to sneak in and then jump from the swamp to this ruin. You should be able to confirm whether what I said is true or not."

The president stared at the swamp above with his one eye. After a while, he said to Amber Xiu: "Yes, this is all true, but you still concealed a lot of things. However, I think it is just to maximize the benefits. I won't waste time with you. Can these Slaads send me out?"

Partial truths didn't seem to work with the president; the old man always managed to get to the point easily.

"How should I know?" Amber Xiu said frankly: "I can only say that it is possible. After all, I have come in, and I can always go back. Now the question is, even if Slachan can really open the space channel, can you leave this city, President? If not, you will not think of taking this city back with you, right?"

The president's soul is integrated with the magic circle of the sewer. It is easy to transfer it from the sewer to the ground, but he absolutely cannot leave the Alchemy City at will.

The president hesitated for a moment, then said, "As long as I can get the relevant information, I can create a larger space channel myself."

From zero to one might require luck and inspiration, but from one to ten, the president believes that he can solve it as long as he spends some time. This is the confidence of the legendary alchemist.

Amber said: "Then we need to connect the Alchemy City with this swamp. It may not be that simple to have barriers between different plots of land."

The president lowered his head, looked at Amber Xiu, and said, "Don't tell me you came in so hard just to tell me this. You are not such a reckless person. Tell me your plan quickly. After the transformation, I am tired of this boring mutual testing."

Amber Xiu wanted to say that his coming here was completely an accident, but after thinking about it, Amber Xiu changed his words and said, "The president's patience has decreased a lot, but he is still as straightforward as before. That's right, since I'm here, I have thought of how to solve this problem. Lend me your magic power and let me cast the world weaving spell, so that the two plots can be connected into one. Those slaads will naturally be like corpses in a grave. I can just wave my hand and they will come over by themselves."

Amberxiu is very familiar with the magic circle under the Alchemy City. In addition to turning the president into a divine tool for infinite wishes, it can also store a large amount of magic power. This magic power was originally used to drive the magic circle to operate and to perform big data cracking for the wishing technique, thereby obtaining the authority of the world's laws and realizing his own wishes.

It would be difficult to cast a second wish with the remaining materials in the Alchemy City, but if they were just converted into magic power, Amber estimated that eliminating half of the city would be enough to cast the World Organization Spell.

The president heard this and said with disdain: "World weaving technique? Just you?"

In the president's opinion, even if Amberxiu obtained the private space that could adjust time, he was still just a fake legend. Not to mention the world compilation technique, even if he threw a meteor explosion, it might not succeed.

But the past is the past. Amber is no longer a fake. The Golden Throne is enough to greatly improve Amber's spellcasting ability. He just doesn't want to consume the Golden Throne too much. With the support of the president's magic power, Amber can reduce the cost of spellcasting to one percent.

Amber said confidently: "You are an alchemist, you won't understand the magicians' affairs even if I tell you. Anyway, this is my plan, just tell me whether you agree or not. If you don't agree, I will go back to the swamp above, capture the Slaad and torture them severely, and make them open the space channel to let me go back. You will have to live here alone in the ruins."

The president wanted to refute. Although he was an alchemist, his understanding of spells was no worse than that of a wizard. He just didn't have much talent in spellcasting. However, in terms of knowledge, he was better than most legendary wizards.

If it was before, when Amber said he could perform the world weaving technique, the president would have kicked him out without hesitation, because the person who could deceive him had not yet been born.

But if we think rationally, it is impossible that this lich suddenly appeared here just to waste his magic power. It is meaningless to do so. The world weaving should be true, but this lich has hidden a lot of information.

What is it? Is it another new conspiracy? It's not the president's fault for being suspicious, but Amber Xiu's sudden appearance is too unreasonable.

"Tell me, are you really here to help me leave? What is your purpose?" asked the president.

Amber said, "It's impossible to leave, President. You should have guessed it. You were banished to this world by the gods. They don't allow the existence of a divine tool that can use the wish spell without limit. This will plunge the whole world into endless chaos, and the materials consumed by each wish spell will also cause the world to collapse.

"Even if I help you return to your original world, how long can you stay there? Can't they exile you a second time?"

The president fell silent. Amber Xiu's words hit him sore.

After all, he is just a mortal who has made some achievements in his vain attempt to become a god. Even if I give him unlimited material and let me make unlimited wishes, I can't compete with the gods, because there is a limit to the number of wishes, and they can't have much impact on the gods.

The president asked, "Then what exactly do you mean by coming to see me?"

"It's very simple. I will help you realize your dream. President, you can even give up your own relatives. Is there anything worth staying in that world for you? Your lifelong wish is to turn yourself into a god and prove that alchemy is omnipotent. Haven't you achieved it now?

"Even the gods had to exile you, which means they recognized your power. Since you have already realized your wish, why bother to return to your original world? If you insist on going back, the gods might get impatient and join forces to kill you. As long as you erase your existence, no one will know for hundreds of years that a genius named Gary Wozniacki once challenged the gods and succeeded."

The president listened to Amber's words and fell into deep thought.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

These words were indeed convincing. The president would not be so arrogant as to think that he could challenge a real god, let alone a powerful god like the Lord of Knowledge.

"So what exactly do you want to do? I don't understand." The president asked curiously.

He had already believed what Amberxiu had said before and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​returning to his original world.

Amber Xiu laughed and said, "It's very simple. You have become a god, so it doesn't matter where you live. Look at this chaotic space, it is full of things exiled by the gods. In addition to the Slaad, there should be other dangerous races. President, if all these plots of land are connected, it will not be much smaller than the original world, don't you think?"

The president suddenly realized that Amber Xiu wanted him to unite this broken land of chaos into a new world? This suggestion really made the president's eyes light up.

When a person reaches his level, ordinary goals no longer have any appeal.

But the goal of unifying this chaotic world and becoming the "God" of the new world does make the president somewhat excited.

As long as there are enough intelligent races, the president can completely re-establish his Alchemist Council here and study new alchemy here. Maybe one day he can become a powerful god and no longer have to look at the faces of the gods. He can go wherever he wants.

The president said to Amber Xiu: "Okay, I understand your idea. If you are not lying to me, I will fully support you."

Amber Xiu said sincerely: "Of course, why would I lie to you? I can't take you back, so what's the point of coming here to lie to you?"

"So what's your plan? What do you want to transform using the world weaving technique?" the president asked curiously.

Amber Xiu said mysteriously: "You will know in a moment. I promise that you will not suffer any loss. Believe me or not, just come if you believe me."

The president did not hesitate this time, because he had been attracted by the big picture that Amberxiu had painted, and he himself wanted to become the new god of this chaotic world.

The already dilapidated Alchemy City began to shake again. Bricks and tiles disappeared one by one, and matter was transformed into huge magic power.

One of the president's tentacle wrapped around Ambersu's body, and the huge amount of magic power was continuously poured into Ambersu's body.

Amberxiu did not hesitate at all and summoned his golden throne, ready to perform the world weaving technique.

(End of this chapter)