Chapter 221： Hunters and hunters

This is a humble border town.

said it was a small town, but in fact it was just a street inhabited by three or five dilapidated hotels, taverns, and post stations.

A stream with a width of seven or eight steps, flowing around the town, is not only the water for drinking in the town, but also the river that protects the town.

Yu Shengan, wearing a white swordsmanship suit, stood out of place on the wooden bridge at the only entrance to the town, looking calmly at the town, his eyes flashing with throbbing colors.

The heart is beating because of excitement, excitement, and anxiety!

"Huh—"

Yu Shengan sighed deeply, gently unfolding a magic scroll, a faint magic wave, suddenly released from the scroll, and swept the whole town.

square inch of space, freeze instantly!

The projections of the three gods standing in the shape of a “finger” in the outer ring, also suddenly inserted three wands into the ground. Along with the magical connection of the wands, a larger-scale spatial disturbance magic unfolded frantically.

"Serik, the space blockade doesn't make any sense to me. You chased and killed me two thousand and sixty times. Haven't you learnt it yet?"

The faint voice resounded abruptly over the town, causing countless townspeople to look around in confusion.

Wadsworth, the **** of appraisal, leaned back on the lounge chair in a place that the townspeople couldn't see, on the second floor balcony of the dilapidated hotel, with a relaxed posture, but his eyes flashed with extreme madness.

Serik? The **** of appraisal? Yu Sheng'an frowned when she heard the sound, and a sudden look appeared in her eyes.

The collection efficiency of the appraisal of the **** source quality is probably extremely slow.

The space has been blocked, and I can’t bear to open up the perspective of God to search for the enemy's traces in a wide range.

is also right, Wadsworth's godhead is extremely difficult, only passing down the appraisal magic, even though every city pawnshop in the multiverse has his magical users, this number is still pitiful.

In addition, the God of Transformation has been pursuing and killing for many years, and it is only a problem if you can accumulate the source material.

figured this out, Yu Sheng shook his head pityingly, raised his foot and walked towards the town.

A faint mist of divine power seeps out from his body, floating up like a tentacled smoke, and floating towards the projections of several gods by the town's creek like tentacles.

A narrower divine power blockade quietly formed.

As the projections of several gods marched toward the middle, the blockade became smaller and smaller.

This is blockade and protection!

Once Pluto notices this situation, this series of arrangements will buy him precious time.

"Serik, do you regret betraying your brother?"

The voice of the God of Appraisal floated over.

Yu Shengan has a smile at the corner of his mouth.

It is a pity, I am not the God of Transformation Serik!

The small town is so high in the sky, Yu Shengan is a projection of the five gods, with open arms, as if embracing an invisible ball.

Under the cover of extremely suppressed magical fluctuations.

A virtual **** standing between the five shadows, like a seed, grows countless roots and makeup **** patterns, spreading wildly in all directions, like a deep-sea tentacle monster.

trillions of units of source quality, madly infused into the virtual godhead, and then madly spread to the **** pattern.

The surging energy rushes through the virtual godhead, like a living heart, making regular beating sounds.

Along with the regular rhythm sound, besides the five shadows, the magic hidden array, which was laid out by using countless precious magic materials, could no longer conceal this huge divine power fluctuation.

Streaks of divine power spread outward.

——Here is about to be exposed! As long as Pluto drew a trace of attention, he glanced at here.

"I have no regrets! Because I took control of my destiny for the first time. Although it was so embarrassing, it still smells of freedom."

"I am so happy to embrace this freedom, how about you?"

"Serik?"

Wadsworth, the **** of appraisal, lying on the bay window on the second floor, closed his eyes and said these words like a puppet.

He didn't waste the source material, searching for the enemy's location.

Because he knows that even if it is the projection of the **** that kills the **** of transformation, it doesn't make any sense;

is even more because his body is not here at all.

——He is just a projection of a **** who holds a true godhead.

This is bait.

His body suddenly appeared in the gap of the vast dimension when the town space was frozen.

……

The time returned dozens of breaths ago.

……

In the gaps of endless dimensions, countless energy vortices surging wantonly.

Wadsworth in armor, quietly suspended in front of a cloud of free chaotic energy.

The huge gleaming light in front of him, resembling a slime-like energy cluster, looks like the most common energy vortex in the dimensional gap.

But Wadsworth knew that this was the lair of Serik, the God of Transformation.

His ontology, no, maybe it is not ontology, but one thing is certain, the transforming godhead is hidden in it.

——The God of Transformation can locate his position, why can't he locate the position of Transformation?

Since they jointly assassinated the God of Wealth, the two have fallen into an endless battle of wits for thousands of years.

He has been able to escape from the hands of Serik, the **** of transformation, many times by exposing Serik's position to gain time.

It's a pity that this kind of trick is slow, and it doesn't work anymore.

Because Serik has learned a series of coping methods.

These thousands of years of fighting wits and courage, the two sides have almost exhausted all tactics.

Wadsworth's escape became more and more difficult.

Because he has repeatedly escaped and is weak;

Serik has repeatedly fought and been strong because of his leadership of the mission area.

Because of the authority of the godhead, the power of both sides is very different.

The gap between the source and quality reserves nowadays has made the gap between the strengths of the two sides growing.

Wadsworth had predicted this situation a long time ago, so he has been preparing.

Prepare for a desperate moment.

Internet big e-commerce company has advanced his preparations.

A major change unseen in a thousand years has attracted the attention of the gods of the multiverse.

Wadsworth knew that his chance was here.

[Selick, the space blockade doesn’t make any sense to me. You chased and killed me two thousand sixty times. Haven’t you learned it? 】

Wadsworth raised his foot and stepped into the energy ball, his mouth flapped, but no sound came out.

The energy group envelops him, as if blending together.

The transforming **** who holds part of the energy authority, did not even notice his arrival.

[Serik, do you regret betraying your brother? 】

Wadsworth continued speaking, and the whole person quickly passed through the dense energy circulation and came inside.

——This is a castle, a very old floating castle.

Wadsworth is familiar with it.

Because it is the shrine of his former master, Serik’s brother, the original **** of wealth.

[I have no regrets! Because I took control of my destiny for the first time. Although it was so embarrassing, it still smelled of freedom. 】

Wadsworth said silently, stepping on the steps of the castle, he could feel that the magic of the entire castle had been extensively modified.

But it makes no sense.

Because if Serik is gifted, maybe it was not his brother who became a god, but him.

Now he is in charge of part of the Godhead of Wealth How much does he have to devote himself to the practice of magic?

Maybe not much at all.

But he is different.

The **** of wealth was clearly betrayed by his younger brother, and he clearly designed a vicious life and death situation, but still gave his best advantage to his younger brother.

Ha ha, what a brotherhood!

He became a god, but his greatest support was not the godhead.

What a ridiculous thing!

Fortunately, he has the essence, he has an endless life span.

This is an unattainable advantage for magicians!

Thoughts flashed here, and Wadsworth rejoiced from the heart.

[I am so happy to embrace this freedom, how about you? 】

【Serik? 】

Wadsworth said silently, and continued to walk into the depths of the castle, but couldn't be surprised by the slightest magical ripples.

At this time, he is like air.

The magic circle of the entire castle failed against him.

But he knew that if Serik wanted to scan the castle on a whim, he would fail.

He bet Serik would not.

Because he is now infinitely close to the appraisal of the Godhead, I am afraid that he has been taken away by the handy Godhead, right?

In the silence that only the pounding heartbeat remained, Wadsworth stopped in front of the door of the Temple of Transformation.