In the dimensional passage of the Astral Void, the four legendary ** masters are moving the plane at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the opportunity to pursue is fleeting, and the dimensional pipeline between the planes is not a safe place - once there is a situation here, there will be an extremely terrifying teleportation accident, although the frequency of this kind of accident is not higher than that of other types of spell accidents, but once it happens, it is almost impossible for the victim to survive.

Of course, for the legendary ** division, the fatality of the accident will be slightly reduced, but it is only slightly reduced, whether it is Neveron or Lauzorel, they are not willing to travel to the unknown plane because of their own negligence - in case they accidentally fall into the center of the star, even if they do not die, they will have to take off a few layers of skin.

Tracking in such a dangerous area, even Samast had to concentrate all his spirits, vigilantly paying attention to everything around him, and the fact that Duxusrim's tracks were still in his senses gave him enough reason to continue the pursuit, and such tense nerves, of course, would make them notice some impending changes.

For example, the spiral on the inner wall of the vascular tube suddenly rotated in a strange reverse direction, and this sudden vision made the four wizards stop.

Neveron frowned, as a summoning master who often dealt with the heteroplane, he knew that the astral space anomaly was not a rare accident, and the five of their legendary ** masters had passed through the same passage one after another, and these five huge spiritual power bodies would also increase the probability of this kind of accident a lot, but they couldn't imagine that they were trying to suppress it, and it was still difficult to prevent the mutation from happening.

Samast snorted coldly, the success rate of this chase was not high, but such a failure would inevitably disappoint him.

The reversed rotation of the vascular began to distort, and the four legendary ** masters were a little frustrated, in the case of this spatial anomaly, the teleportation technique was powerless, so they had to use spells to save their lives first, avoid the spatial turbulence, and then repair the vascular tubes, and then use the teleportation technique to leave this place.

However, with the collapse of the vascular tube, a figure appeared at the end of the collapsed vascular tube, and their eyes lit up:

The Chief Mage of the School of Change, Duxusrim.

It seems that this fat mage has also been blocked by the spatial turbulence.

The four legendary ** masters were suddenly shocked, in this chaotic moment, they could only throw out the most convenient attack spell while guiding the spell to save their lives, and several forces rushed together to the head of the change school whose body was suspended in the air, and the vascular was completely shattered under this shock, and while the space debris did not completely collapse and spread, the life-saving spells of the four ** masters had been successfully launched and hid their bodies.

A moment later, four figures reappeared in the shattered space, looking at Duxusrem's body shattered into countless pieces along with the space.

This has been right with them for decades, giving them a lot of headaches, and the most cunning head of the School of Change since Sazastan died?

However, the situation in front of him is real, in such a chaotic spatial turbulence, it is impossible for the soul of the ** master of the change system to go to any of the life boxes or clones he has preset, this is a death that can never be faked, and a few mages calmed down a little, and saw that the soul of Duxusrim was scattered into countless parts, and it was consumed and swallowed in this chaotic space.

It is difficult for the soul of a wizard to be contained by the gods, and this blank spirit will fall into the lower realm, become the food of the demons, and if you are lucky, you may be able to evolve into a member of the lower realm.

Neveron and Laurzorell took a deep breath, and although the truth was happening in front of them, they still couldn't believe it - people of their level wanted them to believe that such a thing as 'luck' happened to them, it was still a little unbelievable, and the further thought was a little skeptical - the old rival died so bizarrely, it was really entirely due to an accident?

They diligently examined every inch of their surroundings, but found nothing suspicious: it seemed that Duxusrem had indeed died unexpectedly due to disturbance of the vascular and interference from their pursuers.

Samast narrowed his eyes, "He's dead?" Diesel's whereabouts?"

"Uh......" Neveron and Lauzorell raised their eyebrows, and then they remembered the purpose of the dragon witch sect master's willingness to help them besiege Duxusrim, and the mysterious death of the target at the moment could not help but annoy the dragon witch master.

It would be a big bad thing if the lord took his anger out on a few of them, a few cold sweats broke out on Laurcherel's forehead, but he knew that if it were mana, the three of them might not be able to stop the angry dragon witch master, who was still yawning under his ass.

"Are you using me to destroy the enemy?" the silver fire in Samast's eyes flashed, and he became furious: "You actually fooled me?"

In this shattered space, with Samaste's words, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The faces of the three Serges changed drastically, it was impossible for them to leave with teleportation until the spatial turbulence stabilized, and in this case, the odds of winning in the face of Samast's fury were really not high.

However, after rolling in this place for decades, the mind that climbed to the top was not given in vain, Neveron raised his eyebrows, and already had a rhetoric: "Fool? Lord Samaste, I think this word is very inappropriate, Duxusrem is my enemy, I think this can't be hidden from you in the first place, you are willing to agree to join forces with us, I think I have already thought of this, so it is ridiculous to say that we are fooling you, how can we juniors have such wisdom and courage to fool the wise Dragon Witch Master. ”

Samast snorted coldly, and the momentum of his anger eased slightly, it was indeed as Neveron said, he had already seen through Neveron's strategy of borrowing a knife to kill people before he made a move, but to Pan. Diesel's hatred makes him willing to take advantage of this, knowing it – in other words, it's a mutually beneficial cooperation.

The sheer strength also gave him enough confidence to force Duxuth Rem to surrender under the siege of the four men, or trap him alive and torture Pan. Diesel's whereabouts.

However, I didn't expect Duxusrem to hang up like this inexplicably, Pan. Diesel's whereabouts were also impossible to investigate, which inevitably made him angry, and he used the topic to vent his anger on the three red-robed chiefs.

However, as a famous evil wizard of Faeron, how could his anger disappear because of a passage from Neveron's words, not to mention that Neveron's words were secretly sharp, as if they were soft and hard, which made him even more uncomfortable.

Seeing that the Dragon Witch Sect Master's face was uncertain, Nevelon could only stiffen his head:

"What's more, although Duxusrem is dead, there will always be people among his cronies who know about Pan. The person who Diesel whereabouts, we have gathered his subordinates, and the answer you want, someone will always say it. ”

Lauzorel raised an eyebrow, but knew that Neveron's words were pure nonsense—did Duxus Rem know about Pan. Diesel's whereabouts were also only Neveron's speculation, and now it is said that some of Duxusrim's subordinates knew about Pan. Diesel's whereabouts, that's even more speculation within speculation.

But now he also clearly understands that sending this Dragon Witch Sect Master away is the top priority, but is Samaste so easy to dismiss? Lauzorill is very suspicious, if all the subordinates of Duxusrim do not find the answer that Samast wants, what will they do to face Samaste's anger?

No, without facing his anger, Laurezor's mind had a flash of inspiration - if they fell out with Samast now and fought hard in this closed space, the consequences would be unpredictable, but if they could delay until Samast left, they would naturally have enough ways to avoid Samast - as legendary mages, it would be easy to find a place to hide.

Thinking of this, he relieved his heart, and calmly watched Neveron coax the famous Dragon Witch Sect Master, but just like Aznashur next to him, he was also secretly on guard, if he turned his face instantly, he could only be hard-hitting.

Although Samast and Mosai reptiles are terrifying, the three red-robed chiefs are not vegetarians.

Their preparation was necessary, because what they could think of, Samast could also think of:

"Yes, the red-robed mage, you say 'there will always be,' that is, you are not sure if there is, if not, then I will not be fooled by you again?"

The atmosphere was tense again, and Neveron's eyebrows furrowed.

Although the Dragon Witch Sect Master is crazy and brutal, he is definitely not a fool, and it is not easy to fool him away with a few empty words, thinking of this, Neveron's lies cannot continue, and he is cold for a while.

The Dragon Witch Sect Master's skull let out a heart-chilling laugh: "Red-robed mage, you are all very good wizards, but the three of you are here to learn from me about your spell attainments, I don't know how many you can leave?"

Cold sweat broke out on the corner of Neveron's forehead, as the chief of the red robe of Sel, who held a lot of power, he had not faced such a dilemma for a long time, Samaste's questioning made him fall into embarrassment, but the dignity of the ** division made him retort: "For this question, I think Lord Samastre should have a relatively accurate conclusion in his heart, although our strength is insignificant, we still have the ability to cause you trouble." ”

Although his words were modest, they also showed a sense of confidence, although the three legendary mages may not be able to defeat Samast and the Last Reptiles, but if they disregard life and death, it is not difficult to cause some serious injuries to Samast that are difficult to heal.

Samaste let out that icy laugh again, and his tone suddenly changed: "I heard about Pan." There is an undying hatred between Diesel and you, and you have certain weaknesses in his hands, and the reason why you have been hiding in another dimension is to prevent him from taking revenge on you?"

Neveron, Lauzorel, and Aznashul immediately turned earthy.

He even knew about it?

However, several legendary mages were not surprised, because although this matter is not known to everyone in Searle now, it is no longer a secret - the importance that several chiefs attach to a once unknown little mage, as well as the changes in recent years, have made many caring red-robed mages guess this, coupled with the deliberate propaganda of Duxusrim's minions in the recent period, many people already know this fact.

The reason why the faces of several people changed was because they were worried about what this terrifying magician wanted to do with it after knowing this?

They quickly got the answer:

"Very well, then I have reason to believe, Pan. Diesel will find your head sooner or later, and in that case, I want you to take the initiative to lure him in, which should not be a difficult thing for you. Samaste's tone turned to a calm and soft tone, and he said calmly and calmly, leaving the three Red Cannon Chiefs dumbfounded: "Of course, you can also disagree with my request, then I have enough reasons to clean you up now, well, I admit that it will be difficult for me to clean up all of you, but as long as I clean up one or two of you......"

Samaste's gaze fell on Neveron's face, sending a chill through the latter's heart: "Your power will inevitably be completely swallowed up by your enemies, and that little bug will probably not be hidden by then." ”

There was a hint of madness in the flat tone, and the three red-robed chiefs were cold, not at all doubting that this Dragon Witch Sect Master could do what he said.

It's just that they never dreamed of it, because of Pan. Diesel's hatred, Samaste would be so mad as to do such a crazy thing.

Such a threat is also very dangerous for the Dragon Witch Sect Master himself.

However, the three red-robed chiefs were not willing to take any risks.

Neveron, Lauzorel, and Aznashor looked at each other, and they all felt each other's will to fight waning.

In a place where this kind of teleportation technique is out of order, it is really not worth it to be killed by an old madman, not to mention that there are common enemies on both sides.

However, looking at Samaste's skull, the three chiefs still felt humiliated in their hearts, and this time, it was their turn to be used.

"If you agree, it couldn't be better. Samast jumped off the reptile and appeared behind Neveron: "From now on, I will follow you until Pan." Diesel this little bug appeared until it appeared. ”

A wry smile appeared on Neveron's gloomy face, but at the same time, he thought: With this terrifying legendary ** master guarding him, then even Penny. Sean appeared and wanted to defeat them, but I'm afraid it's unlikely.

So is it possible to take advantage of this opportunity to take out this enemy that has been giving them headaches for several years once and for all?

Maybe it's a good idea.

He further thought that in any case, Duxusrem was dead, and his power was almost collapsing, as long as he worked hard, the forces of the foreign trade red-robed mages who had lost their top figures would be easily swallowed up by the main battle faction led by them, Ye Fa'an's forces were weak, Misriela was temporarily on the same front with them, and Layla Rui was lonely, so he had a chance to realize his dream all along:

Take control of the Serre Barrier and become the true master of the country.

Maybe all of this can be resolved at the next Serre Center meeting.

Neveron thought to himself, his breath fluctuating strangely from his excitement.

......

"Hahahaha, wonderful, wonderful, Sazastan, I really admire you. In a nearby and distant astral space, Helast's black robe laughed heartily, and his laughter was childish and crisp, full of appreciation: "Now these little guys have no other way to go except to face Penny head-on, no wonder you secretly passed on Pendram's methodology to Samast to help him quickly recover his strength, it turned out that this was all expected by you." ”

"Hate is inherently something that can be easily exploited. Sazastan's voice was gentle and magnetic, as always, it was inaudible that it came from a skull: "Whether it is a legendary wizard thousands or hundreds of years old, or a fledgling wizard apprentice, it is the same. ”

"Well, these little idiots have 'eliminated' their worst enemy, and with Samast as their bodyguard, they probably won't be hiding anymore. Helast yawned: "I guess they will come forward soon to solve all the problems at the top of Searle, but ......"

He turned his head around: "Are you sure enough to deal with Samast?"

"Of course I am not sure, and if I had, I would have controlled his spirit through Pendrim's methodology. Sazastan sighed: "His strength and will are incredibly strong, and he is indeed an existence that once fought against the gods. ”

"Oh, so there are still things in the world that you can't control?" Helast's black robe tone was a little surprised: "I always thought that things were under your control. ”

"I didn't create this world, how can everything be under my control?" Sazastan laughed twice: "But as long as they get to the top of Searle, they won't be able to run away, I'm very confident in that." ”

Hylaste laughed again, and the black dot in the center of her pupil spread horizontally, turning into a thin line.

(To be continued)