Why wouldn't the golden hand be affected by Fang Zhuge's ability? This was the question that immediately popped up in Yu Sheng's mind. If Fang Zhuge still had a little bit of human mind, he would probably have the same thought in his heart.

Fang Zhuge didn't know what he was thinking in his heart for the rest of his life, but he could already see that the monster had found that something was wrong.

Although Fang Zhuge had completely fallen into madness, the coexistence of more than a dozen souls made him have an intuition that was sharper than that of a beast, and the change in the golden hand immediately caused him to be shocked.

Fang Zhuge's left hand that was holding the throat of the golden hand was released, and the golden hand fell to the ground, but he still held his left wrist.

Fang Zhuge pulled hard, and the golden hand did not move at all, pulling towards him like a tug-of-war, but instead brought the monster with a huge body to stagger forward.

Fang Zhuge's body immediately took a step back, reaching out to suppress the movement of the golden hand, trying to withdraw his left hand, but no matter how hard he roared, the golden hand still firmly controlled Fang Zhuge's wrist.

The situation of the two people was immediately reversed.

Fang Zhuge let out a heart-rending howl, but he couldn't stop the metal needle in Jin Shou's hand from firmly approaching him little by little, even when he was awake, he didn't know what was inside this needle, and now he naturally didn't understand, but the dozen or so souls imprisoned in his body were already frantically issuing warnings.

"Fang Zhuge is about to be subdued. Even for the rest of his life, he could see that Fang Zhuge's struggle was just in vain, and according to the performance of the confrontation between the two sides just now, Fang Zhuge could only hold out for a minute at most.

"Uniform?" Ding Qing was a little surprised, "How could you subdue that monster so quickly with your golden hand?"

"I don't know, Fang Zhuge used his ability, it didn't seem to have any effect on that golden hand, and now the golden hand is holding the Heavenly Lock in his hand, and it will soon be injected into Fang Zhuge's body. ”

"Shall we make a move?" Left and Right couldn't wait to enter just now, and when they heard that the battle between Fang Zhuge and Jin Hand was about to end so quickly, the pitiful patience of Left and Right was even more exhausted.

"There's no hurry. The blacksmith said in a deep voice, quickly considering the whole situation in his heart, "We have a chance to win the golden hand, but we almost wiped out the last time we faced the upper pillow. Since Fang Zhuge's ability is ineffective against the golden hand, although it is not known for what reason it is now, it is better for us to wait for Fang Zhuge to be controlled before coming forward. ”

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. Yu Sheng nodded, this was certainly the safest way to minimize their risk.

Yu Sheng and the blacksmith pressed the eager left and right, the child was like a deflated ball, and the whole person went down at a speed visible to the naked eye, listless.

The ability of the left and right is not a direct confrontation in strength, the fighting style of the left and right is not the addition of fists and feet like a warrior, and the appearance of the left and right is not as strong and powerful as an ordinary warrior, but his blood is as high as a warrior who fights to the death, rolling and boiling like lava underground, and only needs a catharsis to break through the confinement and turn the world upside down.

There is courage left and right, but most of the time it can be called recklessness.

The battle of the gods is usually not a stalemate, everyone has their own abilities and strengths, and they contain each other, but their bodies are not much different from ordinary people. In most cases, regardless of ability, it is equally fatal to the mortal fetus of the flesh, and except for a few people, almost all the battles of the gods are dancing on the tip of the sword, and if you are not careful, you will lose the whole game.

If it was an ordinary god on the left and right, he would probably have died in the battle for an unknown time, and perhaps the grass on the corpse had grown one stubble after another. But his ability is extremely special, he can be at ease in almost any confrontation, attacking, retreating and defending, especially in one-on-one battles, he can almost be invincible.

The ability of the left and right allows him to take the lead, and his character allows him to move forward fearlessly, and the two are blended together, so that the combat effectiveness of the left and right can be exerted to the extreme, and he has become the most feared wanderer in the near god army.

But it is precisely because the power of the left and right is too strong and comprehensive, it is easy to form a suppression of the opponent in battle, coupled with his age and character, that the left and right usually have inaccurate judgments, or in most cases, he is not too lazy to judge.

Left and right is like a powerful sports car, ready to go, as long as you release the clutch can roar out, but this person who has mastered the clutch must determine when to loosen the foot is the most appropriate, otherwise the vehicle will be damaged at the lightest, and the car will be destroyed and killed.

Since the store manager is not here at the moment, the blacksmith is the person.

In addition to this, there is one of the most important reasons, a reason why the blacksmith and the store manager have never shown themselves in front of anyone else.

Both the blacksmith and the shopkeeper had a hunch that no matter how hard they tried, the existence of the Divine One would be known to everyone in the near future.

And this feeling has been getting stronger lately.

At that time, there will be nowhere to hide for the Gods, and the common people will be divided into two factions, either for the Gods or against the existence of the Gods.

At that time, any small matter involving the Divine One will be magnified countless times in the transmission and discussion of the people, distorted, fermented, deteriorated, and finally polarized and become water that falls into the hot oil.

The empire will be turned upside down as a result, and no one knows whether this change will be good or bad for the gods, and no one can predict the future.

The blacksmith and the shopkeeper just wanted to do everything they could to protect the dwindling freaks before this happened.

It is precisely for this reason that the blacksmith is very concerned about the identity of the second person besides the golden hand, and until the identity of the second person is clarified, the blacksmith cannot judge whether the near-god army still has enough hands to turn the tables.

It's a pity that Yu Sheng has just joined the Wanderer, his ability is still awakening, and his understanding of the Near God Army is almost zero, even if he can see the person's appearance, it is difficult to accurately judge the enemy's situation.

But the blacksmith was glad that in time, as long as he lived, and had the rest of his life in the battles to come, the loitering would have the upper hand.

At this time, the rest of his life did not know that the blacksmith had such strong expectations of him, and he was still fully engaged in the battle between the golden hand and Fang Zhuge.

Now those two people are already a confrontation of pure physical strength, Fang Zhuge has lost the power bonus that makes people fall into an illusion, and he is almost suppressed by his own physical strength and cannot fight back.

But before Fang Zhuge was completely lost, the concrete ground under the feet of the two people was already one step ahead and could not withstand this huge force, and the pieces exploded.

And under this power, Fang Zhuge only had pain, he and the golden hand exerted force at the same time, and the wrist that was held made a terrible tearing sound, his body couldn't withstand the strange force of both sides, and it was torn apart, and a black thick liquid gushed out from the severed hand, but it was not blood, but more like oil.

Fang Zhuge suddenly got out of trouble, Jin Shou was unexpected, and he used too much force, but he shook himself and staggered.

Fang Zhuge took this opportunity to retreat a few steps back, and was finally able to distance himself from the golden hand.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and they were quiet as if there was only an empty building left here. Even the breathing of the two people who had been observing the rest of their lives through his own ability from a distance unconsciously eased a lot, as if he was worried that the sound of his breathing would break the silence in the field.

Suddenly, as if someone had fired a gunshot, Fang Zhuge and Jin Shou acted at the same time.

Fang Zhuge turned around and fled, slammed into the wall, jumped up, and broke into the darkness.

The metallic luster on the golden hand flowed like mercury, and the surface of the body condensed the metallic substance with visible changes to the naked eye, and he followed closely behind Fang Zhuge and chased after him with the momentum of thunder.

From the first time the two people fought each other to now, there have been a few back and forth, and the half-story abandoned building has been dilapidated, this primitive, barbaric, almost miraculous power has shocked the rest of his life, and his heart has been shaken.

In the garbage dump, two people chased after me, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed out of the courtyard wall and came to the road.

The rest of his life looked at the audience with an eye of insight, and he keenly realized that the direction in which the two men were moving was where the second stranger was standing.

The middle-aged man, who even the blacksmith didn't recognize, had stood silently since he had stopped on the side of the road just now, without making any movements. So much so that even if he had seen him for the rest of his life, he would soon completely forget about his existence in the short but fierce confrontation between Jin Shou and Fang Zhuge. It wasn't until the man reappeared in the attention of the rest of his life that he sniffed out something strange.

Fang Zhuge tried his best to escape, and the golden hand also chased after him, adjusting the direction from time to time so that Fang Zhuge would not deviate from the predetermined route.

The speed of the two people was extremely fast, and just when Yu Sheng briefly stopped his attention on the second person, Fang Zhuge's slender body had already come not far in front of the second person.

Fang Zhuge didn't mean to slow down at all, but stepped on it heavily, like a rhinoceros that was mad, crashing into the person in front of him.

If the middle-aged man does not have a powerful body like a golden hand, if this is enough to break the stone and crack the rock, the middle-aged man will definitely die.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man, who had been motionless, suddenly raised his head and smiled slyly at the monster-like Fang Zhenge.

The smile was as if he was not facing a mad god who had become more dangerous because of his injuries, but a fox who had fallen into a hunter's trap.

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Yu Sheng didn't know if he had an illusion, and at that moment he seemed to see a faint light on the fingertips of the middle-aged man, swaying, and disappearing in an instant, like a meteor passing by.

Just when Yu Sheng was in shock, Fang Zhuge, who was still like a heavy truck out of control just now, suddenly fell to the ground, and moved forward with inertia, splashing dirt and plowing a shallow mark.

Fang Zhenge, who was lying on the ground, tried to get up, but he only raised two fingers, and he could no longer move a single bit.

Fang Zhuge didn't make any next move, his smile had disappeared from his face at some point, but changed to a serious expression, as if he was playing an important match with someone who couldn't give up.

At the same time that Fang Zhuge fell, Jin Shou also stumbled, as if he had just returned from a fugue in the world, his footsteps slowly stopped, he was stunned, and walked towards Fang Zhuge in general inertia, while checking his hands in surprise.

He came to Fang Zhuge and the middle-aged man, looked at this, looked at that, and finally grinned, raised his hand and stabbed the metal needle into Fang Zhuge's shoulder, who was completely unable to resist.

With a soft sound of "snort", the green liquid in the needle tube was slowly injected into Fang Zhuge's body.

Fang Zhuge let out a sigh, his body that had been tense finally relaxed, he closed his eyes, and more than a dozen faces with different expressions gradually quieted down and closed his eyes.

Finally, the Divine One, who had left both the Near-God Army and the Wanderers helpless, finally fell into a coma.