"Kid, I am the eternal Lamp God. I can grant any wish you desire, even if you want to become a True God."
The golden figure did not think much of it and habitually began tempting him.
What benefit was there in killing the Magic Lamp's owner?
There was none, really. It would neither make him stronger nor allow him to return to the starry sky and escape the Magic Lamp's seal.
He had simply been trapped inside the Magic Lamp for too long, becoming psychologically twisted and wanting to find some amusement.
Seeing the Magic Lamp's owners make wishes under his temptation and ultimately turn into distorted monsters always put him in a good mood.
"If I wish for all your spiritual energy to become mine, and for the Beyonder characteristics within the Magic Lamp to belong to me as well, can you grant that?"
George looked at the golden figure with a smile.
The golden figure stiffened at once. Then, his eyes shifted as he replied:
"If that is what you need, then of course I can."
"Oh, then that is my wish. Grant it immediately."
George sat directly on the ground and looked at the golden figure, wanting to see how this cunning Lamp God would twist his wish.
A strange smile appeared on the golden figure's face.
"As long as I draw you into the Magic Lamp and merge with you, wouldn't my spiritual energy become your spiritual energy? Wouldn't the Magic Lamp's Beyonder characteristics become your Beyonder characteristics?"
As soon as he spoke, the Magic Lamp erupted with dazzling golden light that enveloped George, intending to melt his physical body and draw out his soul.
However, when the golden light shone upon George, it could neither melt his body nor shake his soul.
"How can