The escape path has been blocked by Mr. Traveler, and the old Zarathu can only struggle to support himself in the gap of history.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Antigonus also directly used his own killer moves, and through mutual attraction in the same way, he directly plundered the characteristics of the old Zarathu.

This is the killing game he carefully arranged for the old Zarathu, and with the help of Mr. Traveler, the layout is completely completed.

Before the chaotic God War began, he was also collecting materials for promotion as much as he could.

Looking at the Sequence 1 trait that was taken away, Mr. Traveler didn't say anything, and also took away the extraordinary props on Old Charatu's body.

This is the spoils that they have negotiated before, facing the enemy of the same level, they have done their best at present, and they have successfully obtained such an opportunity as now.

In the chaotic future that can be seen, there can be more preparation.

Dark clouds had been covering the sky for several days, and the rain had not stopped since he and Antigonus had joined forces to kill the old Zarathu.

The rain was not heavy, but it was very long, and it was clear that it would not be abated in the slightest in the future.

"This is supposed to be the Almighty of the Storm, it looks like he's at war with someone, who is he targeting?"

Sitting under the eaves of the castle and watching the rain fall, Mr. Traveler's azure eyes seemed to be able to look into the future.

"Is it me?

It's a bit of a surprise. ”

He seemed to be speaking to someone, but there was no one around him.

The two girls had been sent out of the castle by him early, and all the servants who had cleaned them had returned to the family, and now he was the only one left waiting here.

"Looks like you've made your choice."

At this moment, a secret messenger appeared in front of the traveler with a slight bow.

It was a secret servant, and his presence represented something else, and the goddess did the same.

The previous warning was more like a reminder or a chance to make a choice for him, but it was clear that the other party had made a choice for him, and the next thing was to see what he thought.

Without any resistance, Mr. Traveler was led into the storm by a hidden servant.

Under the gaze of the two gods, he was still so calm and gentle.

At this time, it was the secret servant who was the first to speak.

"Dear Mr. Traveler, I'm curious why you didn't choose to run away.

As the king of angels, if you want to escape, I'm afraid no one in this world can really catch you, right? ”

At the same time as his words came out, it also made the two gods curious, yes! Why? This Mr. Traveler did not choose to run away.

Will be brought here so peacefully.

"Why run away?

Or where can you escape? ”

Mr. Traveler stretched out his hand, and the starlight appeared in his hand, condensing into a silver key.

He held the silver key in front of him, and with a slight stroke, an invisible door appeared in front of him, even under the cover of the storm and secrecy, it could not be stopped in the slightest.

"If I really want to go, even the gods can't stop me, but it's not my choice."

The terrifying thunder had filled his ears, just calmly looking at the door in front of him that had been destroyed by the storm and thunder, without any movement, his gaze was deep, and the blue light lit up in his eyes, even the storm and the night could not hide the brightness.

"The world is big, and the outside world is also big, but I can't go out, no matter how bad it is, it's still my hometown, I want to stay here, in my hometown, why run away."

Looking at Mr. Traveler, who had already made his choice, the secret servant saluted him with even more respect, and then disappeared completely into the storm.

Leaving space for him to negotiate with the two gods.

As a secret servant, the rest of the matter was beyond his reach.

After the secret servant left, the furious thunder intensified.

The secret aura has also completely sealed off this place, and even the light of the outside world has been masked.

But even that didn't stop Mr. Traveler from shining in the slightest.

Layers of illusory doors, constantly intertwined, engulfed those thunders and storms, banishing them from this world before they collided.

This made the god frown, and the raging lightning rage even more furious.

The breath of death was pervading, trying to weaken the aura of the Angel King, but unfortunately, it had been completely expelled before they arrived.

There was no effect, and the thunder and lightning roared again, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart.

This time, the layers of illusory gates could no longer resist the violent power, and they shattered one after another, and there were rare signs of scorching on the body of Mr. Traveler.

The moment you arrive here, it already represents any resistance, and it has no meaning in the slightest.

However, even in such a desperate situation, the gentleman's expression was still so calm.

His journey has not yet reached the end, at least not here.

No one can stop a true traveler, not even a god.

It's a pity that the ending has already been written, at least the script of this story has been written to an end.

So, with the two gods joining forces, Mr. Traveler was banished into the storm and darkness that was cut off from the world.

It makes sense.

When the flying quill pen dropped these words, it suffered unimaginable trauma.

It's not just that the gods are involved, it's that it's Mr. Traveler's own choice, and he doesn't need to be interfered with by others.

So even if it is a quill pen to write the script, it will still be burned by his will.

The starlight kept impacting the spirit of the quill, leaving it completely unable to resist.

In the deepest depths of darkness and storm, the star-glowing staff in Mr. Traveler's other hand also fell into the darkness.

He quietly faced the figure that had reappeared behind him.

It was a woman who had been hidden from top to bottom in the darkness of secrecy.

Her appearance was completely concealed in the night, making it impossible to see what she looked like.

She bowed slightly, saluting Mr. Traveler, who was watching her.

It seemed like her apology.