I know this ancient god

Godhead is an extremely important thing for any ancient god. Because of their godhead, they can transform their illusory beliefs into real power, build their own divine kingdom, and gain miraculous abilities such as resurrection from the dead.

The godhead is the foundation of the ancient gods.

Any ancient god will do his best to protect his godhead, and Magma is no different.

The No. 1 support character got into Magma's body and rummaged wildly inside his body. Magma was rolling all over the altar in pain, but there was still no trace of the godhead.

Where did this guy hide his godhead?

Time passed by second by second, and as the three-minute time limit was about to end, the No. 1 support character rushed into battle angrily.

Magma howled loudly.

Tang Xuan recited a few words silently in his heart.

The No. 1 support character stopped.

Magma got a chance to breathe, and he said viciously: "My power comes from the planet under my feet, and it is still replenishing me. Before I can crush you to death, you run away now." You still have time."

The aura on Magma's body is indeed continuing to increase.

The No. 1 support role can only divide the power at a fixed moment, but cannot establish a lasting link to keep the strength of both sides equal.

Magma determined that his power at this time has exceeded that of the No. 1 support character, but because the No. 1 support character has the blessing of [Lone Wolf], he does not plan to take action against the No. 1 support character for the time being. He plans to wait for a while, anyway, No. 1 The supporting character cannot find his godhead either.

A word came out lightly from Magma's belly.

"I heard that your blood can cure stomachache?"

Magma's ever-increasing aura suddenly stagnated, and intense fear emerged from the depths of his memory, briefly dominating him and making him unable to move.

The pressure on the No. 1 assistant character in Magma's body disappeared, and he could swim around Magma's body faster, but this did not significantly help him find the godhead, and there was only a pitiful ten seconds left.

"I heard that your brain can be soaked in a bath?"

Magma trembled with fear, his face twisted into a ball, and bursts of pain tortured his brain. He seemed to have returned to that terrible moment of having his head opened and soaked in a bath. Accompanying Magma's abnormal mood swings, the temperature around the altar rose rapidly, exceeding three thousand degrees Celsius in the blink of an eye, enough to melt hard steel into juice.

Magma recalled that nightmarish memory.

A long, long time ago, a terrible guy led a group of terrible guys into His kingdom of God, immobilized Him, and involuntarily pried open His head in front of His followers, completely ignoring His feelings.

The severe pain, the unbearable shame and the real noise of someone talking in his head almost drove Him crazy.

"Beautiful cosmic scenery and magical intracranial hot springs."

The guy leaned against His skull like the edge of a swimming pool, chatting and laughing with his devil friends, and started a hot spring party with drinks and snacks. Finally, the torn off packaging bag was thrown directly into His head, and he even spit when it came out.

"Lava melts everything anyway."

"He~Tui!"

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

The power in Magma's body stirred up unconsciously.

This is exactly what the No. 1 support role requires.

The power of the ancient gods comes from the godhead, and by inferring the power, you can find the location of the godhead. Before, Magma only used his body strength to squeeze him, making him unable to sense the direction of the godhead at all.

But this is not enough. Although the induction is there, it is too vague. With only five seconds left, the No. 1 support character finally threw the king bomb.

"I heard that you are delicious?"

Magma's consciousness was instantly dragged back hundreds of millions of years ago.

He lowered his head blankly and found that he was tied to a simple stone pillar that exuded a strange aura, and the divine power that he usually commanded like an arm was as heavy as a mountain and could not be used at all.

He looked up and saw a figure he would never forget.

"[Jigu], you must die a happy death!"

[Ji Gu] ignored him, but silently took out a large pot, a small bag of rice, a small pot of oil and a small spice plate.

Aren’t these all items that mortals use for cooking?

However, Magma sensed strong energy fluctuations in these things, especially the pot, which was filled with the auras of gods that were too numerous to count.

What happened to this pot?

No, what happened to those gods? !

At this time, he suddenly thought of some rumors and was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

"What are you going to do (broken voice)?!"

[Jigu] stepped forward and listened intently. He asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Do you want to thank me?"

Magma's eyes almost popped out.

Which of your ears can hear that I want to thank you?

He yelled, “What do I ask you for!”

[Ji Gu] had a look of surprise on his face.

"You just want to be taken advantage of?"

Magma was very frightened: "Is there something wrong with your ears?"

[Ji Gu] looked confused: "Tian Tian Ying?"

Magma was stunned. He suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that [Jigu] really had something wrong with his ears?

So He tested it and asked, "Can you eat spicy food?"

“Put more cumin!”

Magma was furious: "Why are you pretending to be deaf?!"

[Ji Gu] smiled awkwardly twice. He didn't expect that his mouth could move faster than his thoughts, and he couldn't continue the act now.

"I won't act any more. I'm showing off my cards. I'm a cook."

Magma twisted his body uneasily: "Why are you arresting me?"

[Jigu] didn't answer. He snapped his fingers, and a blazing rootless fire appeared out of thin air under the cauldron.

An ominous omen lingered in Magma's mind.

"What on earth are you going to do?!"

He asked [Ji Gu] the same question for the third time. He hoped to get an answer from [Ji Gu] that was different from his terrible guess.

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The golden liquid fell from the spout into the pot in a parabola, causing a sizzling sound and a strong aroma that could make people bite off their tongues.

Magma swallowed unconsciously.

"Oops, I poured an extra drop."

I don’t know what the oil was made from, but the famous [Jigu] actually showed obvious distress when twisting the lid of the pot. After pouring the oil, he scattered a handful of plants that looked like green onions, and the fragrance in the air became stronger for a while.

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[Jigu] Pour the prepared strange rice into the pot. After the rice is heated, quickly break in two eggs of unknown creatures. The golden egg liquid flows into the pot along the edge of the eggshell, seeps through the gaps in the rice grains, and intersects with the green scallions. Under the influence of invisible force, the golden egg liquid evenly wraps every grain of rice, making every grain of rice crystal clear. Just one look at it can whet your appetite and give you a strong visual enjoyment.

At this moment, the air is filled with the fragrance of rice. Only by breathing the air here can you understand how wonderful the smell is. You feel like all the pores in your body are breathing, and you will immediately feel a strong sense of hunger even if you have just eaten. Your stomach becomes semen, tugging at your esophagus and shouting that I can still eat. And after a brief trance, no matter you are an innocent child, a hard-working social animal, or an upper class person who has no worries about food and clothing, you suddenly have a dream of becoming a gourmet.