Myriad Dragon Chants: Dragon Dance of Ten Thousand Emperors!

"The power of a divine artifact isn't so easy to master! Do you really think you can completely wield this dragon lance?" Osbaia asked skeptically.

Before Roland could speak, Osbaia quietly tapped Roland's chest. The next second, a dazzling shield-faced ring flew out of his soul body, followed by another shield-faced ring! Finally, a golden shield was dragged out as well.

"..." Roland's pupils contracted. Damn it! Divine artifact deprivation! This guy could actually strip away his control over divine artifacts at the soul level! Holy shit!

"What? Surprised?" Osbaia suddenly grinned wickedly, as if he had seen through Roland's thoughts.

"Don't forget, I'm a god! My life level and soul authority are far above yours! Stripping away your control over divine artifacts is effortless!" Osbaia smiled.

"Oh, and your consciousness and thoughts are transparent before me too!" Osbaia reminded him.

"..." Roland was utterly speechless. You were supposed to be an important figure, so why did you have to mess with a junior for no reason?

"Have you ever learned about interference between divine artifacts? Controlling too many divine artifacts isn't necessarily a good thing. If you can't balance their powers, they'll interfere with the flow of your strength and severely reduce your combat power!"

"I don't think I have that problem..." Roland said awkwardly. After all, three of his four divine artifacts had come from the system. He already had cheats—why should he be afraid of this?

"Huh? Something's off with you, kid!" Osbaia suddenly froze, then exclaimed in surprise.

"You died once? But there are no traces of resurrection magic on your soul... How did you do that? That's not right!" Osbaia said in astonishment.

"Ah! You even have a god's blessing? Wait? What are these thirty-one Human Emperor marks?" Osbaia could no longer remain calm. He