The divine nature is an extremely important thing for any ancient god. Because of the divine nature, they can transform their illusory faith into real power, build their kingdom of gods, and gain the power of God such as resurrection.

The divine nature is the foundation of the ancient god.

Any ancient god will do his best to protect his divine nature, and so will McGama.

The number one assist character drilled into Magma's body and searched wildly inside His body. The pain made Magma roll on the altar, but he could not see the trace of the divine character.

Where did this guy hide his divine character?

Time passed by seconds, and as the three-minute time limit was about to end, the No. 1 assist character rushed into irritably.

McGma wailed loudly.

Tang Xuan recited a few words in his heart.

The number one assist character stopped.

McGmar was given a breathing opportunity, and he said viciously: "My power comes from the planet under his feet, which is still replenishing me continuously. Before I could kill you, it is still time for you to escape."

The aura on McGma is indeed continuing to increase.

The No. 1 assisting character can only separate the power of a fixed moment, and cannot establish a lasting link to keep the strength of both sides consistent.

McGma is sure that his power has exceeded that of the No. 1 assist character, but because the No. 1 assist character is blessed by [Lone Wolf], he does not intend to attack the No. 1 assist character for the time being. He plans to wait for a while. Anyway, the No. 1 assist character cannot find his divine character.

A word came from McGma's belly lightly.

"I heard that your blood can cure stomach aches?"

The ever-increasing breath of McGma's body suddenly stagnated, and a strong fear rose from the depths of His memory, and temporarily dominated Him, making Him unable to move,

The oppression that the number one assist character was subjected to in McGmama's body disappeared, and he could wander in McGmama's body faster, but this did not significantly help him find the divine character, and there were only a pitiful ten seconds left.

"I heard that your brain can take a bath?"

Magma trembled in fear, his face twisted into a ball, stinging and tormenting his brain, as if he had returned to the terrible moment of being scabbard and bathed. With the abnormal fluctuations of Magma's emotions, the temperature around the altar rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it exceeded 3,000 degrees Celsius, enough to melt the hard steel into juice.

McGma recalls that nightmare memory.

A long time ago, a terrible guy broke into His Kingdom with a group of terrible guys, fixed him, and pried open His head in front of His believers without saying anything, completely ignoring His feelings.

That severe pain, unbearable shame and the true noisy voice of someone in his mind almost drove Him crazy.

"Beautiful cosmic scenery, magical intraskull hot springs."

The guy leaned against His skull as if he was leaning against the edge of a swimming pool, talking and laughing with his devil friends, and took out wine and snacks to start a hot spring party. Finally, he threw the torn bag directly into His mind, and even spit out when he came out.

"Anyway, magma can melt everything."

“He~Tui!”

Fear, anger, shame, irritability, jealousy, hatred, broken vanity...

The power inside McGma's body was unconsciously aroused.

This is exactly what the No. 1 assisting character needs.

The power of the ancient god comes from the divine nature, and you can find the position of the divine nature by reversed power. Before, Magma only squeezed him with his physical strength, so that he could not sense the direction of the divine nature at all.

But this is not enough. Although there is a sense, it is too vague. There is only five seconds left, and the number one assist character finally threw out a king bomb.

"I heard...you are delicious?"

McGma's consciousness was instantly dragged back to billions of years ago.

He lowered his head blankly and found that he was tied to an ancient stone pillar that exuded a strange aura. The divine power that he usually used to command his arms was as heavy as a mountain and could not be used at all.

He looked up and saw a figure that would never be forgotten.

"【Jigu】, you must die a bad death!"

[Xigu] ignored Him, but silently took out a big pot, a small bag of rice, a small pot of oil and a small seasoning plate.

Aren’t these all items used by mortals to cook?

But McGma sensed strong energy fluctuations on these things, especially the pot, which was filled with so many breaths of gods that could not be counted.

What has this pot experienced?

No, what have those gods experienced?!

At this moment, He suddenly thought of some rumors in the market and was so frightened that he couldn't even speak easily.

"What are you going to do (break the sound)?!"

【Jigu】Walking forward and listening in a pose, He asked with confusion: "Do you want to thank me?"

McGma's eyes were about to pop out.

Which ear do you know I want to thank you?

He yelled: "I'll ask you what you're doing!"

【Jigu】The expression of suddenness appeared on her face.

"You just want to be put into the pot?"

McGma was so scared: "You have something wrong with your ear?"

【Jigu】 looked confused: "I don't answer when I call you?"

McGma was stunned. He suddenly thought of a possibility, could it be that [Xigu] really have a problem with his ears?

So He tempted, “Can you eat spicy food?”

“Put more cumin!”

McGamma was furious: "What are you pretending to be?!"

【Jigu】Smile awkwardly smiled, but He didn't expect that his mouth would be faster than his thoughts, so he couldn't continue to act now.

"I won't act anymore, I'm showing off, I'm a chef."

McGma twisted his body uneasyly: "Why should I catch me?"

[Xigu] Without an answer, He snapped his fingers, and a burning rootless fire appeared out of thin air under the pot.

Ominous signs lingered in McGma's heart.

"What the hell are you going to do?!"

He asked the same question for the third time [Xigu], and He hoped to get an answer from [Xigu] that was different from His terrible guess.

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The golden liquid fell from the spout into the pot as a parabola, causing a whispering sound and swirling a strong fragrance that could make people bite their tongue.

McGma swallowed unconsciously.

"Oh, one more drop."

I don’t know what this oil was used for. The famous [Jigu] actually showed obvious heartache when he twisted the lid of the pot. After pouring the oil, he sprinkled a handful of plants that were suspected to be scallions, and the fragrance in the air became even stronger for a moment.

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[Xigu] Pour the prepared strange rice into the pot, and after the rice is heated, quickly pour two eggs of unknown creatures into it. The golden egg liquid flows along the edge of the eggshell into the pot, penetrates through the gaps of the rice grains, and intersects with the green green onion. Under the influence of invisible power, the golden egg liquid evenly wraps every grain of rice, making each grain of rice crystal clear. Just a glance can make people feel appetite excited and give people a strong visual enjoyment.

At this moment, the air is filled with the fragrance of food. Only by breathing the air here yourself can you understand how wonderful the smell is. You feel that the pores in your body are breathing, and even if you have just eaten, you will immediately feel a strong sense of hunger. Your stomach becomes sperm, pulling your esophagus and shouting that I can still eat. After a brief trance, no matter you are an innocent child, a hard-working community or a high-end person with no worries about food and clothing, you suddenly have the dream of becoming a foodie.

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