Chapter 358： Hunt

The mermaid silk Tacito is holding the pearl dragon horn snail, her tail fin gracefully swaying the water, and she shuttles in the magnificent sea king's palace.

The Sea King Palace was built on the fourth peak of the Occam Ridge and stretched endlessly with palace pavilions. The long and narrow fourth peak was piled up, which looked like parasitic corals on whale bones.

Beautiful and dazzling.

The mermaid Tasie did not dare to linger on the beautiful scenery. She skilfully walked through the hall, watching the guards with three steps, one post, five steps and one post, all the way up, and finally slowed down in the hall [Hela's Pearl].

Passing through the gate of the temple, the deep water was suddenly empty.

This hall has emptied the water!

The legless Stacy waved with magical waves on her body, as if she was still in the water, she swam over.

The hall is empty with a round table in the middle.

The Great Poseidon, the Transformation, and the Life are sitting in three directions.

Around the round table, there are twelve statues of the sea people holding the tokens!

Stasi didn't dare to look too much, wagging her tail and swimming in the air, and came to the side of Poseidon's Palace, tilting slightly to hold the pearl dragon horn snail, and pour the fine wine for the Poseidon's empty cup.

At this time, the Star Web Divine System was talking about the recent situation.

Stasi didn't dare to listen, and didn't want to listen, she was just doing her due diligence with ease.

"Women in the market will argue endlessly. I think this dispute of public opinion does not matter! The gods of the Internet will not be the first to grab the mission area, otherwise, what do the gods think?"

Poseidon was a little irritable, picked up the wine and drank it all in one go!

"That being said, the **** of the Internet is always unexpected and unpredictable. If he really joins the battlefield directly, what can the gods do? Could it be a common crusade against him?"

The **** of life has a gloomy face.

"I have two authority, it is better to send a projection to cook the raw rice directly!" The God of Transformation looked hostile.

"No! The God of the Internet made it clear that he would cut the meat with a blunt knife. If this action irritates him..."

"Is it possible to see him cutting the meat with a dull knife?"

"Calm down! The God of Transformation, the multiverse pattern has now changed, and missionary districts are of little significance. Internet disputes are the key! The Internet God is indeed cutting meat with a blunt knife, but is this not our chance?" The God of Life Spoke up.

"Opportunity? It is my missionary district that was lost, not yours. Of course you can calm down!" The God of Transformation was furious.

"Well, Wadsworth! We can also understand your situation. Are we standing by? It's just the situation in front of you, it's really difficult. If you want to break the game, I think you have to start from the Internet." Poseidon calmed down.

"So, you have realized the new authority?" The transformation god's thoughts are like electricity, and he is keenly aware of what.

In order to fight the offensive of the Internet God, the three gods have fully exchanged virtual godheads.

In other words, the three gods all hold the three powers of sea power, life, and transformation.

However, these powers are not directly connected, so they blend with each other and cannot highlight the new powers "in the pocket of the cone".

Need to study carefully.

"Slightly rewarded, but if you want to actually use it, you need to think about it carefully." Poseidon nodded.

The God of Transformation raised his eyebrows, and before he asked, Poseidon said again:

"It's you, what authority does the godhead seized from the hands of the underworld god? It's different from the past, no matter how tasteless it is, it may have a three-point benefit."

The subtext of Poseidon is obvious, they want the virtual godhead of this godhead.

However, the **** of transformation is not reluctant to exchange.

Because the sea **** and the **** of life are the five righteous gods that have long been famous, God knows how many gods have been hunted for thousands of years.

So most of them still have other gods in their hands.

Maybe they are very tasteless.

But no matter how tasteless it is, it is also a big deal!

"I said long ago that the alliance belongs to the alliance, and power is exchanged for authority. Don't test my bottom line!"

The voice of the God of Transformation seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth, with a chill!

At the same time, the mermaid Si Taxi had already walked to the side of the **** of transformation.

She is not a novice maid, and the mighty power emanating from the anger of the God of Transformation did not panic her.

She gathered her breath, like a transparent person, pouring wine for the God of Transformation, her eyes drooping, and the ghostly God looked up at the palm of the God of Transformation pressing against the cup.

The five fingers are covered with magic gems of various colors, the nails are trimmed and polished very smoothly, and the fingers are broad and thick, as plump as silkworms.

On the wrist, you can see a satin gown pierced with a luxuriant violet pattern.

Just as Stasi retracted her gaze, the God of Transformation suddenly clenched the palm of her hand into a fist, and then released it again, and the blood on her full hands was lost.

It looks like a dead person.

"Kang Dang!"

The head of the God of Transformation hangs weakly, not only smashing the wine that has just been poured, but also completely breaking the mermaid Tasie, scared her to change her face, and back again and again.

At this moment, she finally saw the situation on the table.

I saw this projection of the God of Transformation collapsed on the table like a dead man.

The billowing magic power escaped from his body.

"Wadsworth?"

Poseidon tentatively called out his real name, and his voice was full of incredible.

The projection of the God of Transformation suddenly died!

There are only two possibilities:

Either by the body;

Or... the body is dead.

...

...

In the dimensional gap of endless chaos, a mass of energy floats and entangles, escaping a few strands of energy from time to time, and swallowing the passing energy into it from time to time, as if it is gestating monsters.

Rumor has it that the ancient protoss Titans once studied the formation of planes.

They believe that the plane is precisely the energy cloud in the dimensional gap. Under the influence of some mysterious force, a dense area is formed, and finally a collapse and explosion will occur, forming large and small planes.

Unfortunately, the multiverse has been expanding at sub-light speeds.

The energy clouds distributed in it naturally become more and more distant. If you want to form a new plane again, the probability is getting lower and lower, and even gradually approaching zero.

In other words, the peak of creation has passed.

Perhaps this is also one of the reasons for the mysterious disappearance of Titans.

——The speed at which the planes are born is far behind their consumption.

Back to the topic.

The energy cloud in front of him seemed huge, but it was still a bit smaller in scale, forming a plane from a distance, and even the smallest small plane was somewhat inadequate.

Suddenly.

A man in a gray robe walked silently from the void. He looked at the energy cloud in front of him with a strange expression.

The muscles on his face trembled slightly, and his pupils shrank into pinpoints, brewing extreme excitement.

"I wanted to fish the **** of the Internet, but I didn’t expect that the soul of the Titan fell into your hands? Haha, Soul Stitching? After the soul was stitched, except for the memory, are you still you? This is the same as when I knelt at the feet of the Titan and prayed for replacement What is the difference between the old gods of bloodline?"

The idea of ​​loftyness flashed through the mind of Underworld God.

He didn't know why at this critical moment, he wandered beyond the sky, thinking about these past things?

Oh, he got it.

He has always been proud.

It was the appearance of the Internet God that completely shattered his pride and rubbed his dignity on the ground He subconsciously recalled this evaluation.

In fact, I want to prove my pride.

He is one of the few gods in the multiverse that has survived from the Titan Age to the present!

After tens of thousands of years of ups and downs, many gods have fallen, but he has always stood firm.

It used to be, it is now, the future...it must be too!

God of the Internet, wait!

After getting the Transformation Godhead, my dark web will inevitably rise.

After his thoughts ceased, the underworld roared up to the sky, and a huge phantom of the Titan appeared from behind him.

"Om!"

In an instant, the energy cloud in front of him suddenly became agitated, and a dazzling light shone in it, and the violent and tearing energy explosion came from it.

Obviously, this energy cloud is not only a disguise for the **** of transformation, but also a means of escape for his life.