Far away, farther away, the storm is raging.

Under the hazy sky, green energy constantly collides with the power of water.

Gusius became completely serious, he really couldn't understand what the hell this green energy was, it actually violated the rules he knew. Several times, his attacks pierced through the damned Hytra, but the wounds he had inflicted on him were quickly filled with green energy and restored. With such an extremely fast recovery speed, as long as it is not decided by decisive force in a short period of time, it is simply impossible to end the battle quickly.

The divine source of the gods is like a huge furnace, and once it is activated, the wave energy generated radiates to a great distance. He didn't think he would lose to a powerful demigod like Hetra, what really scared him was the minions that attracted Jerut. In order to end this farce-like battle of God Butcher as soon as possible, he has to show all his strength.

There is only one reason why a god is a god, and that is that the god is powerful enough to be above all races.

Haitra was embarrassed, and when he fought with a real main god-level god, he realized that he was a little too optimistic. Just because he can beat a second-tier god doesn't mean he has the ability to challenge a higher-level main god. Only when facing a god of this level could he realize his powerlessness.

At this time, the battle has entered the second stage.

Gucius gathered all the scattered power and used all the divine source power on his body, and the huge water giant scattered with a bang, revealing Gucius who was stepping on the waves. Wrist-thick streams of water wrapped around him, and his golden eyes were fixed on Hetra. With his thoughts, it began to pour rain in the sky, and the raindrops were the size of broad beans, crackling on the ground, stirring up pits of stucco.

With a thud, Haitra's heart thumped, and the waves turned into huge splashes, and the entire lake sank. An imperceptible sound of wind penetrated his left ear, and the moment he raised his hand to the left, the golden harpoon pierced his heart.

He looked at the golden harpoon in shock, only to find that it was not held by Gucius himself, but had come out of a drop of rain and stabbed straight into his chest.

At the moment when he shook his head, a powerful force swept in, and the entire space seemed to be torn apart, and a water dragon cut him in two!

So fast!

It's so strong!

Even Suareti's guardians couldn't stop even the slightest, and his body split in half. Another drop of rain sprang out of a water dragon, which rolled around his lower body like a giant python and twisted it hard, and Hetra's lower body was crushed into blood in an instant. The raindrops in the surrounding space were hiding killing moves, and countless water dragons swarmed out, and Hetra gasped, barely able to protect his head.

When the water dragons dispersed, a head fell from the sky to the ground, and the surrounding green energy almost completely collapsed.

Gucius stood out of thin air, and stepped on it with his feet raised.

Despair.

But at this moment, Suareti, who was accompanying Lovera in the Eastern Regions, shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. This grasp broke through the distance between space and time, and appeared directly on the battlefield of the Southern Lake.

A slender arm emerged from the void and grabbed Gucius's foot, "You can't kill him. ”

With a slight wave of his arm, Gusius was thrown out uncontrollably.

He stood in the air with an ugly face, looking at the void.

Green energy poured like mercury on Hetra's head, and this energy quickly turned into wisps of flesh and blood, reshaping his body.

This body was more powerful than the previous physical mortal, and there was an indescribable sense of power that stirred at Hetra's nerves.

"You chose the wrong target, now you are far from being the opponent of the main god-level god, you should start from the lower god and go to the top step by step. You are in a hurry and do not take into account the gap between each other, which is the most important reason for your defeat. You don't understand your opponents, you don't understand your own strength, you're too naïve. The whispers of Suareti echoed through the world, as if he were nearby. "Huitgusius, for my pleading, this time Hetra has lost, so let's go. ”

Walk?

Want me to go at this time?

Gucius's face was very ugly, God Butcher was not an ordinary battle, the purpose of this battle was to intercept him. But now, when it should be his turn to pick the fruits of victory, let him go?

This father and son are simply too deceitful!

But he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, the Eastern Regions and the Southern Regions were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and for a god of the level of the God King, it was nothing more than one more step.

Once he is determined to get rid of Hetra, I am afraid that the moment he puts his ideas into action, this god-king will be here in person.

But he really has to go, so he can't hang his face.

"There are two extremely strong divine sources fluctuating in the distance, they should be here soon, if you don't leave, the end may not be much better. ”

Gucius's body immediately turned into a cloud of blue liquid and exploded in an instant.

The rain stopped, the clouds fell, and the sun shone on the earth again. The blue surface of the lake is sparkling with faint waves, and the occasional fish leap out of the water, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Hetra, who had survived the catastrophe, bowed his head in silence, knowing that Suareti was watching him.

"Your idea is good, your plan is right, but you forget, you're just a demigod. If I were you, I would choose a weak secondary god to do it, and there is a big gap between having a godhead and not having a godhead. If you have the godhead of a lower god at this time, even if you can't beat a waste like Gucius, you won't lose. Haitra, my child, this is my first and last shot, and there is no next time. ”

The God-King withdrew his gaze and laughed freely at the displeasure of the Queen of God.

He was satisfied, although Hetra was almost killed by Guseus in the end, but he dared to attack the main god directly, and dared to fight head-on, which was the most valuable treasure.

As for the dissatisfaction of the Divine Queen and Liute, for a top-level God-King like him, he couldn't shake his decision at all.

It's really not good, it's better to change the god.

In the Southern Regions, Hytra was not discouraged by the crushing power of Gucius, but instead aroused his determination to gain power.

The Second Divine ......

Okay, this time I'll choose the second god!

He took a deep look at the calm lake and turned to the side.

After a long time, a young man in a cloak walked to the lake, and he crouched on the edge of the lake, reaching out and picking up a few splashes.

There was still a remnant of the energy in the air that had collapsed after the collision of the two divine forces, and this energy gave him a familiar feeling.

That's right, familiar.

This energy had appeared in Herman's body, and it was Suareti's power, and Rossi remembered it very clearly.

He could feel that, not long ago, there was a plausible call that drew him in.

What the hell is it?

Why does it give me a sense of familiarity?

He straightened up, took his bearings, and set out on his journey again.

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Okay, let's talk.

In the past two days, many book friends have left book reviews, including some personal suggestions and opinions, which I humbly accept. This is a book of experience, and I am like a little boy who has just stepped into the fantasy world, and is exploring the wonders of this world.

At the beginning of writing this book, I wanted to give the protagonist a golden finger, but then I found that this golden finger tends to focus too much attention on some data that is actually useless, and let the plot unfold completely for the data changes, so I decided to downplay the role of the golden finger in a dilemma. This is also related to my lack of experience, and the gold finger is too violent, and I can't control it.

In the second part, I have been thinking about whether to continue to give the protagonist a golden finger, and I thought that I should give him something like a list, instead of a pile of data, so it only appeared once, when I was blessed by the god of fire. In fact, it was the same whether I could drive it at this time, but I drove it because I had a disease, had difficulty in choosing cancer, and had no experience as an old driver, so I went in the wrong direction again.

When I wrote this book, the plot was fairly manageable, and it didn't deviate from my original outline, but the connection between all aspects was a mess. A lot of this is due to my inexperience and sometimes being too emotional. Several applications for signing contracts were not approved, and the blow was very big. I didn't give up on this book because I also recognized my shortcomings, and I needed a process to enrich my writing experience, just like the protagonist in a fantasy novel has to fight monsters and level up.

In the process of leveling up, you can add the wrong talents, and you can click the wrong skills, which is a process that stupid as I have to go through. I'm going to take a wash after I've tried a lot of things.

I also realized when I started the doomsday stream that I got the center of gravity wrong, so I went to the tj.

Reading requires a sense of pleasure, I didn't catch it, *** is like a loach, not very easy to catch. So I decided to open a third book, using the relatively simple structure of infinite streaming, to try to make the writing a little more enjoyable.

It is not easy to bring theory into practice. I have read some articles and learned some theoretical things, but as soon as I start writing, I always go 108,000 miles away.

In the future, I may have to go through one or two books, and in this process, I hope that everyone can support me and tolerate me.

Thank you very much!