Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

Looking at the heavy palace door in front of him, Wadsworth, the God of Appraisal, took a deep breath, and silently uttered a word - blur.

In an instant, his body disappeared in place!

His vision abstracted.

Blurring brings not only the blurring of the body, but also the blurring and dullness of the senses.

Fortunately, the connection between the godheads guided him in the direction.

Wadsworth suddenly penetrated through the gate of the temple and rushed towards a certain corner, ignoring the figure of the puppet in the center of the hall on the throne.

"Who?"

Horrified screams came from the corner of the hall.

At this moment, Wadsworth could no longer hide his tracks, but he still maintained his blurred state, rushing frantically towards Serik, the God of Transformation.

"It's you--"

Completely absorbing all the light, from the corner as viscous as black water, came the shocking voice of the God of Transformation Serik.

——Obviously he has locked and recognized Wadsworth through the perspective of God.

"Die!"

Wadsworth roared, and with a snap of his fingers, he approached the dark corner, grabbed the void, pulled out an artifact dragon gun from the space equipment, and stabbed it fiercely.

As he approached, the figures of him and Dragon Spear gradually appeared.

"roll!"

The god of transformation roared, and the source quality was crazily transformed into fighting energy, and the fighting energy immediately transformed into a gangster, covering the whole body.

Fighting God, invincible within a week!

"boom!"

The dragon gun, an artifact that can completely cause real damage to all entities and incorporeal objects, crashed into the stellar energy and exploded with a deafening sound.

"go to hell!"

The god of transformation roared ferociously.

As the god of transformation, his biggest weakness is that it takes a certain amount of time to transform the source matter into other energies.

Of course, this time is not long, just a breath.

That is to say, his weakest is only one breathing time.

When this time passes, as long as the source quality is not extinguished, his energy, physical strength, soul power, fighting spirit, and vitality will never have an upper limit.

He will enter a state of near invincibility.

In the moment of the bombardment just now, this time is coming.

"yes?"

Wadsworth, the god of appraisal, was unmoved, and his abrupt face dissolved like a wax figure.

Do not!

Not only his face, but his whole body is melting.

In the melted flesh, a strand of evil spirit fed by the flesh and blood of the whole body emerged from the rotting corpse.

It chattered and laughed, burning all its energy, bursting out with a madness far beyond that of a berserker, cutting off all retreats, and rushing along the dragon gun towards the God of Transformation!

"roll--"

Serik's pupils dilated suddenly, he was hysterically burning the source quality, trying to transform it into absolute attack power, and destroy this ghast with no way out.

But the conversion of energy takes time after all.

Burning source quality also takes time.

Although this time is extremely fast, it is time after all.

"Uh--"

When Serik's gas has not yet reached its historical peak strength,

The evil spirit that burned everything broke through the blockage of the stellar energy in an instant, and rushed into Serik's body.

Serik seemed to be strangled by the throat, his whole body froze suddenly, and the surging energy in his body lost control, wandering wildly around his body, venting wildly to the wind in all directions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The body that has been strengthened for thousands of years cannot withstand the rampage of this huge force.

His body is festering, collapsing, and even collapsing everywhere!

Serik curled up on the ground in pain, trembling, twitching, and twisting, making every effort to transform the source matter into soul power, trying to suppress Wadsworth's ghast.

But Wadsworth came prepared after all.

He has already stitched the demon soul into his own soul through evil stitching.

Demons are born soul hunters.

After a long time, the raging energy gradually calmed down, and Serik also calmed down.

A ray of light that couldn't be seen directly floated out from Serik's body—this was clearly a transformed godhead.

At the same time, there is also a wisp of almost extinct evil spirit entangled in the transformation godhead, the evil spirit gradually materializes, and finally incorporates the transformation godhead into the body.

With the help of the power of Godhead, Wadsworth was resurrected with a wisp of remnant soul.

He stood there blankly, with a trembling expression, tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

"I, I did it!"

"Hahaha, I did it!"

"I succeeded!"

Wadsworth was like a madman, crying and laughing, fists clenched, trembling all over, uncontrollably excited.

Millennium!

God knows how he survived these thousand years! He never had a moment to rest, never a moment when his body was tense.

In many cases, Serik, the god of transformation, knew that he couldn't kill him, but kept chasing him.

The purpose is not to give him a break, to force him to make mistakes, to force him to collapse.

If he hadn't been the body of a god, he might have been able to bear it mentally, and his body would have already collapsed.

Fortunately, he survived.

He even successfully counter-killed the god of transformation Serik.

Starting today, identification of godhood and transformation of godhead will be integrated!

He will regain the glory of the God of Wealth!

"Hahaha……"

Wadsworth looked up and laughed!

Subconsciously, he wanted to send the avatar with the true identification of godhood over.

No, just thinking about it, he unexpectedly discovered that the space over there was still locked.

Do not! It's not just a blockade, it's a complete freeze.

Even the outermost space was disturbed.

impossible!

Serik is dead, how can it be maintained there?

In disbelief, Wadsworth's main consciousness immediately switched over, but suddenly found that he was in an absolutely white space.

That's light!

Extremely dazzling light!

what happened?

Wadsworth just had this idea, and the countless top-level magic props he carried were crackling and shattering one after another.

These props are enough to last more than ten breaths under Serik's attack, but at this moment, they didn't even last a breath.

Wadsworth was so frightened that he subconsciously moved around to avoid the unknown blow.

No, at this moment, his main consciousness was kicked out of the projection of God, because his projection of God died suddenly.

[ ]"Do not--"

Wadsworth's eyes widened in astonishment, and he let out a hysterical scream!

——He completely lost control over the identification of godhood.

...

...

【I am very happy to embrace this freedom, how about you? 】

[Selik? 】

When Wadsworth's words echoed over the town, the whole town was in a panic.

Countless townspeople, mercenaries, and children rushed out of the house. They looked around with wide-eyed eyes, desperately trying to find the voice?

In the chaos, Yu Shengan walked silently.

The cage he designed for Wadsworth, the god of identification, gradually tightened and stored energy along with his steps.

He who had killed the former God of Contract Twain had already affirmed one thing:

The gods are not invincible!

With luck, maybe even the great magister could kill the gods.

In Yu Sheng'an's view, the so-called gods are more like a group of humans with guns living in primitive society.

If the primitive people's bows and arrows were accurate enough, they could hunt and kill the gods the moment they stepped out of the bunker.

Therefore, the most difficult part of hunting the gods is that it is difficult to find their bodies.

As long as they find their bodies, it is half the battle.

Of course, gods are gods after all, even if they are discovered, with the power and wealth they have accumulated over the years, there is still a high probability of escaping their lives.

So there are not many chances for Yu Shengan, only one time.

Because if you can't kill him this time, it will be harder next time.

As a newly promoted god, Yu Sheng'an's magic knowledge is very shallow. Today, he can barely be called a formal magician.

His method, apart from the magic props brought by wealth, is only the power of Godhead.

So he decided to scale up his moves from the beginning.

Indiscriminate scrubbing strike!

Not long after, Yu Shengan, who was slow but fast, walked not far from the only hotel in the town. From a distance, he saw Wadsworth, the god of appraisal, sitting on the balcony.

From the perspective of God, there is a godhead suspended in that position.

It emits a light that cannot be seen directly, that cannot be described.

It looks more like a weird black hole, so tempting.

Yu Shengan took a deep breath.

Look up at the sky!

Suddenly, a second sun appeared in the sky.

On the scale of the smallest unit of time, the second, the light shrouded the town.

In an instant, everything was gone.

Houses, trees, animals, running mercenaries, laughing children, earth and soil, and even grievances and hatreds, the warmth of the town.

The town completely gasified and disappeared, leaving only a vacuum meteorite cave thousands of meters deep.

Only the glazed material on the edge proves what happened here.

Because of the fear that gamma rays would be stopped by nuclei with high atomic numbers, such as lead.

Therefore, in this attack, Yu Shengan not only used the particle impact of the power of light, but also included the physical heating of mechanical waves.

Even the curse of soul authority!

This blow burned almost trillions of his source quality.

He didn't believe that there was any existence that could survive here.

In fact, even the projection of God he placed here disappeared instantly.

Only one thing survived.

——Truth · Appraisal of Godhood.

In the extremely high temperature, next to the real godhead exuding an indescribable and indescribable light, a round, fist-sized teleportation array suddenly opened, maintaining the teleportation state with difficulty.

An arm stretched out from the teleportation array, and as soon as the arm stretched out, it was instantly carbonized by the residual high temperature.

The arms that were carbonized by the sharing of life, crazily grew blood and flesh, high temperature but carbonized.

In the extreme confrontation, the bloody arm grasped the identification godhead slowly and quickly, and then suddenly retracted into the teleportation array.

Only one deep pit was left that was completely wiped off the map.

A burst of dark clouds floated over, and heavy rain poured down. The raindrops fell in the high temperature, but did not evaporate into water mist, but fell freely to the ground in violation of the laws of physics.

Under the scouring of this weird rain, the high temperature dissipated in the blink of an eye, the earth cooled, and the glazed land solidified and cracked, and then turned into dust.

This is no ordinary rain.

This is a rain of time, enough to wipe out all the rain of time going back in time.