Ivandka couldn't help swearing: "shit, the holy see is a big piece of smelly and hard shit!"

"Puff!" Ruixue, who was feeling sad, was immediately amused by Evan Deka's strange scolding, blinked and said: "If you dare to curse the holy see in the street now, you will be trampled into meat and mud in an instant! I used to believe that the holy see is the embodiment of justice. After all, light magic has saved countless lives, but after staying with my brother for a long time, I feel that the holy see is not as good as I thought!"

Wen Yu did not deny Ruixue's idea, but sighed: "If we only talk about light magic, the Holy See can really be called the embodiment of justice. Who dares to imagine what the magic land would be like without light magic? But the Holy See uses light magic as a cover to constantly instill an idea into people. Over time, people regard the holy see as the Savior and master of the magic land. The holy see is cold and vicious On the one hand, they take it for granted. Everything they do is to make the magic land better. The light magic is only one of the Seven Magic systems. If the light magic can be cultivated because of the existence of the light God, which God can cultivate other magic? Is there a God behind the seven magic systems? "

Ivandka was shocked and asked in surprise, "boy, do you mean that even without the God of light, there will be light magicians in the magic continent?"

"I don't know about magic, but I'm sure it's not the God of light that can cultivate light magic, but the human factor. To put it bluntly, magic and fighting spirit are of the same nature. They both use certain methods to convert the natural energy between heaven and earth into combat power. If the God of light controls the cultivation of light magic, why doesn't he let the human beings in the whole continent practice it Light magic, so that people all over the continent will become his believers and be controlled by him. I have a guess that saying it may surprise you. "

"What guess?" asked Ruixue curiously.

Wen Yu looked at Ivan Deka and said: "The gods in your mouth are not as powerful as you think. They are the same as you. The difference is that they have a high level of cultivation and reach a level we can't imagine. If, I mean, if, if the magic continent is ordinary people and has no combat power, suddenly a gold level strong man or a great wizard level strong man comes, you say these ordinary people Will people treat him as a God? "

Having been in contact with Wen Yu for a long time, AI wendeka has gradually become accustomed to Wen Yu's open mouth. Wen Yu's sentence naturally includes the dwarf's patron saint. If others say that the dwarf's patron saint is not a God, but a strong cultivator, AI wendeka will fight with him. But this is from Wen Yu's mouth, so AI wendeka doesn't jump his feet and Wen Yu is anxious Instead, frown and think.

Wen Yu continued: "In your eyes, the great devil guide and the gold level strong are invincible. Have you ever thought about the existence of the great devil guide and the gold level higher, the devil God and the purple level God of war? How powerful are the strong at this level? What about the stronger than the devil God and the God of war? If someone can constantly cultivate and break through the level of the devil God and the God of war, they are not gods? If they are the God of light And the patron saint of all your races are omnipotent. Why doesn't the God of light wave to kill all evil demons, and why doesn't your patron saint wave to save you? "

"Ha ha..." Ivan Deka burst out laughing and stared at Wen Yu: "Boy, I have to say that you are really an alternative. You dare to guess the true identity of the gods and belittle them as powerful practitioners. If others dare to slander our dwarf patron saint in front of me, I will kill him with one blow, but you are different. Every word you say seems to drag me to another world and expand my sight dozens of times It's like that I originally lived on an island and thought that there was only water in the world except this island, but you brought me from the island to an endless continent. Let me know that there is more space in the world except that island. Wenyu, as the most devout believer of the dwarf patron saint, I can't agree with your words. But forget the patron saint, I believe your inference That's right. Boy, I hope you can give me an answer in my lifetime to prove that my belief today is not a moment of confusion. "

After listening to Elvin Deka's words, Wen Yu suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's not easy! A few words can change your stubborn mind. It seems that you are not hopeless. Old bastard, for the sake of your trust in me, I'll give you some advice. Forging is an extremely profound knowledge, just like cultivation, which is endless. If you don't want your forging technology to be confined to one point forever, you should let go of your mind, Expand your imagination and think of things that people dare not think of, so as to do things that others can't do. Maybe these things I made for you will give you some hints. Whether you can grasp them depends on whether you have this ability. "

Ivandka nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, Ruixue's eyes at Wen Yu are like ordinary people looking up to the emperor, full of worship.

Ivan Deka carefully observed the drawing in his hand, and the more shocked he was. He found that the things on the sketch were not as simple as he thought. Suddenly, Ivan Deka stuffed the sketch into his arms, looked at Wen Yu and shouted, "boy, what you need is strange and unimaginable. I have a more strange thing. Don't you know?"

"Strange things?" Wen Yu suddenly became interested and urged, "take it out and have a look!"

Ivandka scratched his short hair and said shyly, "this thing is not here, but in our dwarf's Guardian holy land. But I generally remember its shape. I'll draw it for you. They are two very strange and perfect artifacts." with that, ivandka squatted down, picked up an iron pimple from one side and drew it on the ground.

Wen Yu was very disappointed to hear that things were not here, but his eyes still looked at Evan Deka's out of class paintings. When Evan Deka finished his masterpiece, Wen Yu suddenly felt that the thing drawn by Evan Deka looked very familiar, and he was sure that it was not what he saw in the magic land. In addition to the magic land, Wen Yu's memory only had things on the earth, so his heart beat faster when he realized that the things painted by Ivan Deka were not the products of the magic land.