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Chapter 683: Chapter 380: God of Fraudsters – Divine Technique of the Silver Coin_1

“Divine Soul? Being a Divine Soul indeed makes you immune to my influence. But what about that fire on your head? Faith fire? Fire of Mass Faith?!” The Great Sage wore an expression of seeing a ghost.

Harvey had experienced the Fire of Mass Faith, so the Great Sage recognized this fla instantly. But because he recognized it, it was hard to believe.

What is Silver Coin? Just a Goblin Witch. Whether it’s Harvey or the Great Sage, they could squash him like a bug. But oddly enough, such a small goblin has the Fire of Mass Faith?

Confused, the Divine Soul touched the Fire of Mass Faith, asking, “Is it powerful? But it doesn’t even give discounts.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sparkling Fire of Mass Faith suddenly flared up, turning into a ball of fla. An invisible ripple spread out, engulfing the entire plane.

If there were any gods in the lost plane, they should be able to feel this fluctuation.

The Great Sage couldn’t perceive the ripple, but he had witnessed this transformation, and it shocked him so much he could barely maintain his form, “Divi…Divine Fire, did you ignite the Divine Fire?”

The transformation had caught Ange’s attention, he couldn’t help but project onto Silver Coin. Along with him, Negris, Durken, and Feiti also projected themselves.

“Pfft! God of Fraudsters! Kvada, did you really ignite the Divine Fire?” Negris felt like he was going to burst from holding in his laughter.

When he initially ignited Silver Coin’s Fire of Mass Faith with just words, Negris thought it was absurd. But, in such a short ti? A small fla of Faith was ignited into the Divine Fire. Where did the faith of this damned fraudster co from?

If the Fire of Mass Faith could be attributed to Negris’ influence, since his mouth was blessed, saying bad things can also be good, then, turning a small fla of Faith into the Divine Fire requires solid foundations of faith, lot of followers, and zealous beliefs. Where did his followers co from?

Silver Coin was also confused about this. But after a while, he seed to understand, “I think I know who’s worshipping , I’m hearing lots of voices.”

Ange tilted his head, used his mind to tap into the Divine Fire of Silver Coin. Regardless of whether Silver Coin becos a god or not, Ange has absolute control over him, quite like a god.

As soon as his mind made contact, Ange was overwheld with tidal waves of information. He had seen this situation many tis before, the followers of the Undead God, God of Farming, and Goddess of Beauty, also pray to their gods in such a way.

However, those vague beliefs, Ange couldn’t hear clearly. He eventually got used to it and usually ignored them. Only those extrely strong beliefs could he hear clearly.

Apparently, Silver Coin was not used to it, he didn’t ignore any of the information. So when it got transmitted to Ange, it beca chaotic. Still, after serious consideration, the specific content could be distinguished, roughly divided into a few categories.

“God of Wealth, please bless with overnight riches.”

“God of Wealth, please bless with effortless wealth.”

“God of Wealth, please grant so gold coins.”

“God of Wealth, please bless with finding a gold brick on the street.”

“God of Wealth, please bless with the affection of a beautiful and wealthy woman.”

“God of Wealth…..”

Negris, among others, was shared this information. Negris was dumbfounded: “So you are not the God of Fraudsters, you are the God of Wealth? Kvada, no wonder you have so many followers, if you can bless with overnight riches, I would consider becoming your follower.”

Silver Coin scratched his head, “Overnight riches aren’t out of the question either…”

Negris’ knees gave way, and Durken promptly propped him up, “Show so restraint.”

After stopping Negris, Durken said, “Overnight riches obviously suit better, the King of Alchemy, Lord Silver Coin ah…”

After a few jokes to calm the mood, Negris jealous asked, “Igniting the Divine Fire ans you have a godhood. After obtaining godhood, one would generally awaken so Divine Techniques consistent with their beliefs. What’s your divine technique? A Dogshit Luck Halo?”

Lord Silver Coin hesitated before finally revealing, “I have awakened a Divine Technique.”

“Wha—really? What Divine Technique?” Negris asked.

Not knowing how to describe it, Lord Silver Coin could only say, “I’ll demonstrate it for you.” He then looked up at the Great Sage and Harvey.

Their conversation was conducted through a Soul Contact, so the Great Sage and Harvey couldn’t hear it. They only felt a kind of aura projected towards them, and that’s when Lord Silver Coin lost his train of thought.

Guessing that it was Lord Silver Coin’s master, Ange, who had a bunch of grand-sounding titles, they initially only cared about the nas Durken and Feiti. However, now they were forced to pay attention to Ange.

What kind of power could ignite a Divine Fire in an ordinary goblin? Where did they get that power?

Lord Silver Coin said to Harvey, “Lord Harvey, could you do a favor and punch lightly using just a small bit of your strength?”

“A small bit of strength? How small?” Harvey asked, a bit excited. Was this goblin really asking him to punch him right after igniting the Divine Fire? Did he really think he could withstand a punch from the Lord of Mourning?

“Just the strength to explode an ordinary creature. Hit lightly, I cannot take a hard one,” Lord Silver Coin quickly said.

Disappointed, Harvey threw a punch. Even his usual flick of a finger could blow up a bull. He had difficulty controlling such a light attack.

Lord Silver Coin gave it everything he had. At this mont, facing Harvey, the Lord of Mourning, he recalled what he witnessed when Harvey fought. He watched Harvey push forward fearlessly, overcoming the impact of the Soul Tower and breaking through the thousand-year-old fort with a single punch.

That destructive power left a deep impression on him. The idea of letting Harvey punch him was ridiculously mad, yet Lord Silver Coin, still the adventure-loving goblin, believed that Ange surely will protect him.

As the light punch approached, Lord Silver Coin’s incarnated Divine Soul tightened up. He moved his hands forward, shouting: “Reduction!”

Harvey felt the strength in his fist quickly reducing. What originally felt light now beca genuinely light.

Boom! Lord Silver Coin’s body jerked backward a bit, but then it stabilized.

It was deadly quiet for a mont. After so ti, everyone reacted. Negris exclaid in shock, “Reduction? By how much? No, no, your Divine Technique reduces the opponent’s attack? By how much?”

“By seventy percent,” Lord Silver Coin replied.

“This is such an absurd Technique, but it makes sense when applied by Lord Silver Coin, it really is… I don’t even know what to say,” Negris didn’t know how to put his astonishnt into words.

On the other hand, Harvey’s interest was truly piqued: “Reduction? I felt like at least seventy percent of my strength had been reduced. The power applied on you was not even thirty percent. This doesn’t prove much. Let try again, let give another punch.”

Harvey raised his fist, purple-gold flas of the soul flad on it. Obviously, he intended to give it all.

Quickly, Lord Silver Coin took back his Divine Soul, held his head in his hands, squatted down, and cried out: “No!”

Only a madman would want to withstand a full-strength punch from Harvey. Testing the effects of the Divine Technique was enough. Why should he endure another punch? Wouldn’t that be a loss?

Moreover, his purpose here wasn’t to let Harvey test his punches.

Reluctantly, Harvey took back his fist. He, as the Lord of Mourning, mustn’t swing a punch to Lord Silver Coin who was currently hugging his head, squatting on the ground. This goblin was really a hard nut to crack.

After glancing and ensuring Harvey had already retracted his fist, Lord Silver Coin stood up and with a smile said, “Lord Harvey, Great Sage, on behalf of Master Ange, I’m here to ask whether you would like to go back to Resting Camp?”

“Whether we return to Resting Camp or not, we can discuss that later. You stand up first, then summon your Divine Soul, and then punch again.”