This is an inconspicuous border town.
Although it is said to be a small town, it is actually just a residential street running three or five shabby hotels, pubs, and inns.
———
A stream seven or eight paces wide flows around the town. It is not only the drinking water of the town, but also the river that protects the town and keeps horses away.
Yu Sheng'an, who was wearing a white sword training uniform, stood out of place on the wooden bridge at the only entrance to the town, looking at the town calmly, with a palpitating color in the depths of his eyes.
My heart is beating hard because of excitement, excitement, and anxiety!
"call-"
Yu Sheng'an took a deep breath and gently unfolded a magic scroll. A faint magic wave was suddenly released from the scroll, sweeping through the entire town.
A small space freezes instantly!
In the outer ring, the projections of three gods standing in the shape of a "pin" suddenly inserted three staffs into the ground. With the magical connection of the staffs, a larger-scale space disturbance magic unfolded crazily.
"Serik, space blockade means nothing to me. You hunted me down two thousand and sixty-one times. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
A faint voice suddenly sounded over the town, causing countless townspeople to look around in astonishment.
Unseen by the townspeople, on the balcony of the second floor of the dilapidated hotel, Wadsworth, the God of Appraisal, was leaning leisurely on a lounge chair, with a leisurely posture, but the ultimate madness flashed in his eyes.
Serik? The God of Appraisal? Yu Sheng'an frowned when he heard the sound, and then a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
The efficiency of collecting the essence of the God of Appraisal is probably extremely slow.
The space is blocked, and I can't bear to use my God's perspective to search for traces of enemies in a wide area.
That's right, Wadsworth's godhood is extremely useless. He only passed down the magic of identification. Even though there are users of his magic in every city's pawn shop in the multiverse, this number is still pitiful.
Coupled with the long-term pursuit of the God of Transformation, it is a problem to be able to accumulate source material.
After thinking about this, Yu Sheng shook his head with pity and walked towards the town.
A faint mist of divine power seeped out of his body, rising like smoke from a kitchen stove, and drifting like tentacles toward the projections of several gods by the stream in the small town.
A narrower divine power blockade quietly took shape.
As the projections of several gods moved toward the center, the blockade became smaller and smaller.
This is a blockade and a protection!
Once Hades notices the situation here, this series of arrangements will buy him valuable time.
"Serik, do you ever regret betraying your brother?"
The voice of the God of Appraisal drifted over.
When Yu Sheng'an heard this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, was he trying to scheming
Unfortunately, I am not the God of Transformation, Serik!
Thousands of feet high in the sky over the town, Yu Sheng placed the projections of five gods, with their arms spread out as if surrounding an invisible ball.
Under the cover of extremely depressing magic power fluctuations.
A virtual godhead stands between the five shadows, like a seed, growing countless roots and divine patterns, spreading crazily in all directions, like a deep sea tentacle monster.
Trillions of units of source matter were crazily poured into the virtual godhead, and then crazily spread towards the divine pattern.
The surging energy washed over the virtual godhead, like a living heart, making a regular beating sound.
Following the regular rhythm, outside the five shadows, the magic concealment formation that was constructed using countless precious magic materials could no longer cover up the huge fluctuations in divine power.
Wisps of divine power spread outward.
—This is about to be exposed! All it takes is Hades to pay attention and take a glance here.
"I have no regrets! Because I took control of my own destiny for the first time. Although it was so embarrassing, it still tasted like freedom."
"I embrace this freedom with great joy, how about you?"
"Seric?"
Wadsworth, the God of Appraisal, lying on the bay window on the second floor, closed his eyes and said these words like a puppet.
He did not waste his essence, searching for the enemy's location.
Because he knew that even if he counter-killed the projection of the God of Transformation, it would be meaningless;
It's because his true body is not here at all.
-Now he is just a projection of God holding the true Godhead.
This is bait.
His body suddenly appeared in the vast dimensional gap when the town space was frozen.
…
Time goes back dozens of breaths ago.
…
In the endless dimensional gaps, countless energy vortices are surging wantonly.
Wadsworth, wearing armor, was quietly suspended in front of a ball of free chaotic energy.
The huge slime-like energy group in front of him shone with strange light, and looked like the most common energy vortex in the dimensional gap.
But Wadsworth knew that this was the home of Serik, the God of Transformation.
His true body, no, maybe not his true body, but one thing is certain, the transformed godhead is hidden inside.
—The God of Transformation can locate the position of his godhead, so why can’t he locate the position of his transformed godhead
Since they joined forces to assassinate the God of Wealth, the two have been involved in an endless battle of wits and courage for thousands of years.
He has been able to narrowly escape from the hands of Serik, the God of Transformation, many times by exposing Serik's location to buy time.
Unfortunately, such tricks are slow and difficult to use.
Because Selik has learned a series of coping methods.
In this battle of wits and courage for thousands of years, both sides have exhausted almost all their tricks.
Wadsworth's escape became increasingly difficult.
Because he is always weak when he escapes;
However, because Serik was in charge of the missionary area, he became stronger after repeated battles.
There is a huge disparity in power between the two sides because of their divine authority.
Nowadays, the gap in source quality reserves has made the gap in strength between the two sides even wider.
Wadsworth had anticipated this situation, so he had been preparing.
Prepare for a desperate moment.
The big Internet e-commerce companies have made preparations in advance.
A major change unseen in a thousand years has attracted the attention of the gods of the multiverse.
Wadsworth knew his chance had come.
[Serik, space blockade means nothing to me. You hunted me down two thousand and sixty-one times. Haven’t you learned your lesson yet?]
Wadsworth stepped into the energy ball and flapped his mouth, but no sound came out.
The energy ball wrapped around him, as if he had merged into one.
The God of Transformation, who controls part of the energy authority, did not notice his arrival.
[Serik, do you ever regret betraying your brother?]
Wadsworth continued speaking as he quickly passed through the rich energy circulation and came inside.
—This is a castle, a very old floating castle.
Wadsworth is familiar with it.
Because it was the shrine of his former master, Serik's brother, the original god of wealth.
[I have no regrets! Because I took control of my own destiny for the first time, and although it was so embarrassing, it still smelled like freedom.]
Wadsworth's body was speaking silently. As he stepped onto the steps of the castle, he could feel that the magic of the entire castle had been extensively modified.
But that makes no sense.
Because if Serik was gifted, it might not have been his brother who became a god, but him.
Now that he is in charge of part of the Wealth Godhead, how much time does he still have to devote to magic practice
Maybe not much at all.
But he was different.
The God of Wealth was clearly betrayed by his younger brother and designed a vicious life-and-death situation, but he still gave his greatest advantage to his younger brother.
Haha, what a deep brotherhood!
He became a god, but his greatest reliance was not his godhead.
What a ridiculous thing!
Fortunately, he has the essence, and he has endless lifespan.
This is an elusive advantage for magicians!
When his thoughts flashed here, Wadsworth felt joyful from the bottom of his heart.
[I embrace this freedom with great joy, what about you?]
[Serik?]
Wadsworth said silently and continued walking deeper into the castle, but he couldn't be surprised by any ripples of magic.
At this time, he was like air.
The entire castle's magic circle was ineffective against him.
But he knew that if Seric had the whim to scan the castle, he would fail.
He bet Serik wouldn't.
Because now he is infinitely close to identifying the Godhead. I am afraid that he has already been dazzled by the Godhead at his fingertips, right
In such silence that only the pounding of his heartbeat was left, Wadsworth stopped in front of the door of the Temple of Transformation.