"You need to obtain my body and the power within it to return to the Anriel Continent. As far as I know, the Great Arcanists have completely imprisoned your body in the past. Although your divinity still exists, once you return to the mortal realm, you will be imprisoned in your own body, thereby completely losing your freedom."
The Magic God nodded, gently stroking his eyebrows with his index and middle fingers. "Lynch, that's indeed the case. Unless the magic level of the Anriel World declines to an utterly pitiful state, or there is a powerful body, one that can bear power exceeding that of the Great Arcanists of the past, my return to Anriel would be suicidal. But now the key issue is, what kind of benefit do you want in exchange for the control of your body?"
