"Oh, I see. But before that, I hope you can pull me out of the ground, for which I would be extremely grateful," Mr. Kaming requested with a hint of sincerity. However, seeing Tyr's hesitant gaze mixed with a touch of rejection, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
"Kid, this divine armor of mine is truly non-toxic. If you keep making that face, even a Big Crab like me, known for his good temper, can get angry. Besides, I am a god. If I really wanted to deal with you, why would I beat around the bush? With Divine Power, I could blow your head off from eight hundred miles away."
"Then show me, that so-called Divine Power," Tyr seemed unwilling to act without proof. Although Mr. Kaming had already shown him a glimpse of his power, Tyr remained somewhat unconvinced. After all, in such a dangerous place, one could never be too careful.
Mr. Kaming knew Tyr's little schemes all too well. He wiggled his exposed lower half and sighed, "These youngsters nowadays…."
Suddenly, Tyr's left arm emitted a strong light, strikingly bright in the dark night. However, it didn't last long, and the light gradually faded.
Tyr looked at his left hand in surprise, then at the Big Crab.
"Mr. Kaming, what are you doing?"
Tyr didn't think making his arm glow was such a magical thing, and it had no relation to Divine Power.
Mr. Kaming wiggled his body, legs splayed upwards, and said in an exasperated tone,
"Don't you know about the injury on your own arm?"
Tyr's heart trembled. He untied the cloth strips wrapped around his hand and was shocked to find that, apart from the dried blood clinging to his skin, the wound had disappeared.
"It's healed. This, you, how did you do it?"
"Although I'm not a god specializing in healing, I can still perform minor tricks like Rebirth for Mortal broken bones. A small injury like yours is as simple as a puff of Qi for a god," Mr. Kaming wiggled his backside, looking smug. This instantly overturned Tyr's previous perception of this green crab.
Perhaps this guy really is a super powerful individual.
Tyr reconsidered for a moment, then asked,
"Then, Mr. Kaming, since you possess such powerful Divine Power, why do you still need me to help you pull you out of the ground? Such a small matter should be easy for you."
Tyr's slightly respectful tone made Mr. Kaming 'hmm hmm' twice in approval, saying, "Indeed, you youngsters won't know how to respect a god unless you see some impressive power."
"It's shameful to admit," Mr. Kaming cleared his throat, as if it were a very embarrassing matter. His previous calm and collected demeanor also faded considerably.
"My Main God sent me to monitor this Sigri Empire. However, the Main God's intention was for me not to interfere too much with the affairs of this world, so he had me remain stuck in this earth, detecting the entire Empire through 'perception.' But the Main God isn't entirely unreasonable; he stipulated that only if a human accidentally came here and pulled me out, would I regain my freedom and be able to move throughout the entire Sigri Empire. Uh, did you understand what I just said?"
"Sigri, so this place is the Sigri Empire," Tyr exclaimed, then quickly walked to Mr. Kaming's side. Without another word, he grabbed the two small legs of the Big Crab and, with a single effort, pulled him out!
"Woah!! You, what are you doing?!" Mr. Kaming was startled, letting out a surprised cry that completely ruined his image. However, Tyr remained calm, dusting off his hands.
"Pulling you out, of course. It was surprisingly easy."
"Honestly, you should at least give someone some psychological preparation! Buried in the ground for nearly three hundred years, and you just pull me out like that? All the heroic feeling is gone," Mr. Kaming raised his two large pincers, protesting in dissatisfaction.
Tyr tilted his head, completely not understanding what the Big Crab meant by 'heroic feeling.' However, being buried in the ground for over three hundred years and still being so cheerful made Tyr feel incredible. If it were him, he probably would have gone mad long ago.
"Mr. Kaming, now that you're out, isn't it time to answer my questions? And judging by your demeanor, you don't seem to have any intention of killing me after being freed. So, let's get back to the main topic."
Mr. Kaming nodded, re-examined Tyr, then continued,
"To answer your previous question, it's most likely that your companion possesses a Holy Light Constitution, which is why you haven't encountered any demonic beasts along the way."
"Holy Light Constitution?"
"You don't know? This should be common knowledge."
"I apologize, I only recently awakened and successfully lost all my past memories."
"Oh, that's truly pitiful. Is your companion the same?"
"Yes."
"Hmm~" Mr. Kaming's eyes showed deep thought as he muttered to himself,
"That's truly strange then."
"What's strange?"
"Nothing, that was just me talking to myself. Let me first explain the Holy Light Constitution to you," Mr. Kaming changed the subject, speaking quite seriously.
"Holy Light Constitution means possessing a strong affinity for the light element. Well, generally speaking, an ordinary person with ten percent light element affinity can cultivate light element magic. Over fifty percent is a Light Physique, allowing for extremely high achievements in cultivating light-attribute magic. However, exceeding ninety percent is a Holy Light Constitution, which not only grants astonishing talent in light magic but also the ability to dispel low-level demonic beasts. Hmm… I think you understand by now, right?"
"I see, so a Holy Light Constitution is such an amazing thing. Then, what Physique do you think I have?"
Tyr eagerly spread his hands, wanting Mr. Kaming to examine him. However, Mr. Kaming responded with a look as if he were looking at trash.
"You? Definitely a Virgin Physique"