If it were other dragons, Banze would not believe it at all, just like the god who was exploding below.

"The impossible thing, creating the world is something that only a few gods can do. Although the Dragon King can do it, it is definitely not a young dragon!"

"You can lift the world's strength and you can't tell lies."

The gods below cursed.

Their words were a bit tactful and did not directly insult Yole.

It’s not that their quality is extremely high, but because they cannot overstep their affairs when the God King Banze has not made any statement.

The master of Banze's Kingdom is Banze after all.

It just made them silent, and the gods could not bear it. God clearly feared the silver dragon, but the adult silver dragons were afraid of the silver dragons, those silver dragons who were unable to figure out their strength.

This fear will turn into hatred when facing young silver dragons who seem to be inferior to their own strength. If the gods have the opportunity to persecute the young silver dragon, they will definitely not hesitate. To a certain extent, the number of silver dragons is constantly decreasing. On the one hand, they do not know how to be awe and often make impulsive moves when they see treasures. On the other hand, their potential has attracted fear and persecution from other races.

Faced with the doubts, Yoll did not defend himself.

He just took back the small plane that was originally pushed to Banze.

"Lend me some use, no problem."

"This is a gift for you." Banze said generously.

The creation of a small plane was used to peel off the materials from his territory.

Although there is no material or just a simple land, it is also a good gift for the gods. Ordinary Gods are clear that they cannot create the world, but they can draw from the world, break them down the items they need, and then give them to believers to win over and consolidate their faith.

The reason why Banze is so generous is of course because he is afraid that Yole is being questioned and his mood fluctuates too much, which triggers unnecessary call.

In fact, Granla did the same.

When Joel became the object of fire gathering among the gods, Granra, who was standing next to him, immediately stood up to express his opinion.

"What are you bastards talking nonsense? What Joel's words are absolutely true!"

"Lord God King, where did this low-level god come from? He actually made a big statement on such occasions..."

"Enough!"

Without letting the gods make the noise, Banze interrupted with a humble drink and gave Granla a good look.

After Yoll took the plane, he sat on the ground, knocking it with his claws, and occasionally adding some materials to it.

"This is...the magic pattern, add magic pattern above the world? Isn't this a way to forge magic clothes?"

Banze was surprised in his heart, but he didn't say it.

The dragon clan is a strange race, and their inheritance encompasses the wisdom of different races.

The long life has left them with the possibility of accumulation.

Not to mention, the Silver Dragon Clan likes to plunder the most, and they have a richer inheritance than other dragon clans.

Yoer's magic pattern is getting faster and faster. The dexterous dragon fingers draw traces on small planes through the space. It looks like a graffiti action, but it makes the magic pattern more closely connected.

The gods also changed from previous ridicule to silence, and finally reached the point of concentration.

It was not until Jor stopped that the gods began to discuss again.

"Oh my God, can you still build magic patterns like this?"

"Although it's an annoying Silver Dragon Clan, its ability is indeed amazing."

"It is indeed an amazing idea to build the magic pattern into the world, but what does this overlap with what he said before to build the world? At most it is a kind of reinforcement. The world is ultimately created by Lord God King."

Time has passed for a long time, but for dragons and gods who have a long life, it is like a gap in breathing in life.

Yoll handed over the results to Banze.

"It has become stronger, the breath of magic is stronger... the breath of life!"

Banze suddenly changed his expression, and his face became crazy.

"It's the breath of life!"

The excited cry of the God King Banze attracted the attention of all the gods, even the gods who were sour and unwilling to admit that Joel was powerful.

"In the plane... life was born, how did you do it?"

The number of believers, as well as faith, has always been a matter of competition between gods.

For the faith of believers and believers, the gods are even willing to fight each other.
Chapter completed!