<h4>Chapter 198: The Conversation Between the God of Death and the God of Fire</h4>


    In the divine realm, on the ind of the God of Fire.


    Ragnaros dragged his weak body and hid in the center of the ind.


    At this moment, he had already shrunk to half his original size.


    His right hand was tightly covering his chest, and he was breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with hatred and fear.


    The next moment, a purple magic formation suddenly appeared in front of Ragnaros.


    Ragnaros was nervous at first, but he rxed after he saw the runes on the magic formation.


    “Oh my, isn’t this our famous God of Fire, Lord Ragnaros? Why are you in such a sorry state?”


    A figure wearing a ck robe slowly appeared from the magic formation. Arthas’s extremely hoarse voice and mocking tone were also very recognizable.


    “Arthas, are you here to watch me make a fool of myself?”


    Ragnaros narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the skeleton in front of him.


    When Arthas heard this, he immediately raised his hands and said,


    “Wow, how can that be? I’m just here to see you, my old friend.”


    Although his actions looked nervous, his tone was even more mocking than before.


    Arthas’s personality was like this. Ragnaros was also very clear about this, but he still felt very unhappy.


    However, even if he was unhappy, he still chose to endure for the time being. After all, he had just suffered a serious injury, and it really was not suitable for him to have a conflict with anyone.


    Moreover, Arthas’s stand could be considered to be on Ragnaros’s side, so Ragnaros was willing to endure Arthas’s strange attitude.


    “You seem to be seriously injured. Your strength seems to have dropped quite a bit. It’s probably… around 50%?” Arthas smiled sinisterly as he looked at Ragnaros.


    Of course, he was not guessing. He was just saying it to disgust Ragnaros.


    As the God of fire, Ragnaros had used a divine sense clone in the lower realm. Furthermore, it was a divine sense clone with 50% of his original body’s strength.


    Such a huge matter was naturally something that all gods could sense.


    Ragnaros himself was well aware of this.


    He was very clear that the other gods would know about this matter.


    Moreover, it was very likely that some gods would use this matter as a reason toe and cause him trouble. He had long mentally prepared himself for this.


    Of course, Arthas did not belong to this group of gods. Hence, Ragnaros was not very sensitive to this sentence. Instead, he directly asked about other matters.


    “What about the matter I asked you to help me withst time?”


    “Are you talking about finding someone to solve that troublesome Timus?” Arthas tilted his head and smiled mockingly again.


    “Don’t tell me…this time, you suffered a loss at the hands of Timus again?”


    His words were originally a joke.


    However, after he said it, Arthas’s smile disappared.


    Because he realized that Ragnaros did not deny it.


    Ragnaros was actually silent!


    Arthas was slightly surprised. He casually muttered,


    “Oh my god, were you really…” Before he could finish his sentence, Arthas realized that his words were somewhat inappropriate.


    Although he liked to make jokes and disgust people, most of them were said on purpose.


    He was actually quite good to the gods who were on good terms with him.


    Ragnaros seemed to have been poked in a sore spot, and his face was very gloomy.


    He narrowed his eyes and slowly said, “That guy Timus… I will kill him sooner orter!”


    Arthas did notment on this sentence but raised another matter instead.


    “What did that kid steal from you 3000 years ago? Why do you hate him so much?”


    Ragnaros raised his head slightly and looked at Arthas. The anger in his eyes made Arthas feel a little ufortable.


    “He stole… the spirit-gathering kindling!”


    “What?!” Arthas was very surprised.


    He naturally knew what the spirit-gathering kindling was.


    To put it simply, this was the container for Ragnaros’s power of faith.


    The power of faith of all the followers of the Raganros Cult in the lower realm was stored in the spirit-gathering kindling.


    “Then isn’t he…” Arthas muttered.


    “That’s right.” Ragnaros nodded slightly. “Strictly speaking, he is no longer a human, but… a demigod!”


    Arthas was silent.


    The nature of this matter was very severe!


    One had to know that letting a human be a god was a serious matter. If Ragnaros’s spirit-gathering kindling was really stolen and resulted in Timus bing a god, he would have to pay a huge price.


    In a more severe situation, all the gods would be enemies with Ragnaros, or even surround and attack him until Ragnaros dies!


    If there were many gods, would they still be considered gods?


    Since you allowed a human to be a god, then you would need to give up your position.


    This was the only way to ensure that the status of a god was mighty enough.


    However, it was not so serious yet. Timus was still only a demigod.


    He only had the qualifications to fight against the gods.


    Normally, humans were unable to take the initiative to attack the gods. They could only stay in the lower realm and could note to the divine realm.


    Only when the gods sent down their divine sense clones would humans be able to attack the gods.


    Of course, under normal circumstances, even if it was 10% of the gods’ divine sense clones, it was impossible for humans to win.


    However, now, Timus had done it.


    He had sessfully killed a divine sense clone with 50% of Ragnaros’s original body’s power.


    This was enough to make all the gods fear him.


    “What are you going to do next? Are you going to kill Timus?”


    Arthas raised an important question.


    This was the best way to solve this problem.


    After pondering for a moment, Ragnaros shook his head and said,


    “No, I’m severely injured this time. I might have to stay here for the next 200 years.”


    Arthas nodded seriously at this answer.


    A temporary rest might be the best choice.


    200 years might be a long time for the lower realm, but for the gods, it was short.


    A day in the divine realm was equivalent to a year in the lower realm.


    In less than a year, Ragnaros could make aeback and start his revenge on Timus again.


    By that time, Timus would have already died and returned to the cycle of reincarnation.


    A human with divine sense, even if he was only a demigod, would be the same.


    Every time he reincarnated, he would be called Timus.


    This was the fate of the cycle of reincarnation, and even gods could not change it.


    Only when Timus’s divine sense was destroyed would “Timus”pletely disappear from the world.


    Arthas naturally thought that Ragnaros would choose to seek revenge on Timus after 200 years


    However, Ragnaros turned to look at Arthas.


    “I can’t move for the next 200 years. Help me kill Timus!”