Arriving in the Type-Moon World, Now Out of Contact

With the same concept in hand, Li Zihan did not think he would lose to Arteshu.

Therefore, the next step was to turn the Goblin Race into his subordinates, then gather large quantities of raw materials to manufacture Marrow Burst and collect knowledge related to the God of War.

P.S.: The Color Spirit Race's Void's Zero Divine Protection was a destructive spell targeting Phantasmal Species. It could detonate a Phantasmal Species' "core," but was not particularly effective against Divine Spirit Races and could only serve as a bomb.

Of course, before achieving that ultimate goal, he would definitely need to visit Hardenfell, the Goblin Race's mostly underground city, and speak with their creator, Okan, God of Forging, about forming an alliance.

If the talks went well, everyone would be happy. If they did not, he could only use the power of Ksitigarbha's Soul and Holy Spear of Finality, both enhanced by civilization.

With the God of War not making a move and the Final Dragon already down for the count, Mr. Okan, God of Forging, would obviously become friends with a certain demigod ranked third in combat strength.

"I hope this planet is still around after I finish this battle."

The young man, who felt he was drifting somewhat from the profession of savior, sighed. He had finally gotten to be a savior in the Honkai World, only to return to his old ways again after just a few days.

"I had no choice before. Now, I want to be a good person."

After a brief moment of reflection, Li Zihan, with no girls by his side, decided to sleep early and then go have a heart-to-heart with Okan.

"Miyadai, are you there?"

Just as Li Zihan was about to reconstruct a space and sleep soundly, a girl's slightly dazed