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 Laurzorel, they are not willing to run 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 several 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 rotating vascular began to distort, and the four legendary ** masters were a little frustrated, the teleportation technique was powerless in this situation of spatial anomaly, so they had to use spells to save their lives first and avoid the spatial turbulence. Then repair the vascular and use teleportation to leave the 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 ** divisions were suddenly shocked. In this chaotic moment, they only threw 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 sect whose body was suspended in the air, and the vascular tube 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. The 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 several mages are a little calm. I saw Duxusrim's soul scattering into countless parts, being consumed and devoured in this chaotic space.

The soul of a wizard is difficult to contain by the gods, and this blank spirit will fall into the lower realms. If you are lucky, you may be able to become a member of the lower realms after a long evolution.

Neveron and Lauzorel took a deep breath, and although the truth was happening in front of them, they still couldn't believe it - it was still a little unbelievable for people of their level to believe that such a thing as 'luck' had happened to them, but there was some doubt in their further thoughts that the old rival's death was really entirely due to an accident?...,

They diligently examined every inch of space around them, but found nothing suspicious: as it looked. **//Perhaps Duxusrem did die unexpectedly due to the disturbance of the vascular and the interference of their pursuers.

Samast narrowed his eyes: "He's dead, who should I contact to ask about Pan 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.

If this adult takes out his anger on a few of them, it will be very bad. A few cold sweats broke out on Lauzorel'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—the Doomsday Crawler under his ass was still yawning.

"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, his anger softened slightly, and it was true that as Neveron had said, he had seen through Neveron's strategy of killing with a knife before he even made a move, but his hatred for Pan Diesel made him know that he was willing to be used for it - in other words, it was also a mutually beneficial cooperation.

The sheer strength of the force also gave him enough confidence to force Duxuthrim to surrender under the siege of the four men, or trap him alive, and slowly torture Pan Diesel about his whereabouts.

However, he didn't expect Duxuth Rem to hang up so inexplicably, and the whereabouts of Pan Diesel could not be investigated, which couldn't help but make him angry, and he used the topic to play for a while, venting his anger on the three red-robed chiefs.

However, as a famous evil wizard of Faeron, how could his anger disappear because of Neveron's words? Not to mention Neveron's words hidden in the edge. It seemed to be 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:

"Moreover, although Duxusrem is dead, there will always be people among his cronies who know the whereabouts of Pan Diesel. We've gathered his subordinates, and the answer you want, someone will say it. ”

Lauzorel raised an eyebrow, but knew that Neveron's words were pure nonsense - whether Duxuth Rim knew the whereabouts of Pan Diesel was only Neveron's speculation, and now to say that some of Duxusrim's subordinates knew the whereabouts of Pan Diesel was even more speculation within a guess.

But now he understands it clearly. Sending off the Dragon Witch Master was the priority, but was Samastre so easy to dismiss? Louzorel was very suspicious, if all the men of Duxusrim did not find the answer that Samast wanted, what would they scoop up to face Samast's anger?

No, without facing his wrath, Laurzorell had a brainstorm—if they fell out with Samastre now, they would have to fight in this enclosed space. The consequences were unpredictable, of course, but if they could delay until Samast left, they would naturally have more than enough ways to avoid Samast as a legendary mage. It's 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 Doom Crawler are terrifying, the three red-robed chiefs are not vegetarians either.

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,' but you're not sure if there is. If not, then wouldn't I have been 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 could not continue, and he was 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 Doom Crawler, but if they disregard life and death, it is not difficult to inflict some incurable serious injuries on Samast.

Samast let out that cold laugh again, and his tone changed suddenly: "I heard that there is an undying hatred between Pan 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, a few 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 young mage, as well as the changes in recent years, have made many caring red-robed mages guess this, coupled with the deliberate publicity of Duxusrim's minions in recent days, many people have known 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 that sooner or later Pan Diesel will find your head, and in that case, I want you to take the initiative to lure him to appear, which should not be a difficult thing for you. Samast's tone turned to a calm and soft tone, and he said calmly that made the three Red Cannon Chiefs stunned: "Of course, you can also disagree with my request, then I have enough reasons to clean you up now." Well, I'll admit it's hard for me to pack you all up, but just pack up one or two of you......"

Samaste's gaze fell on Neveron's face, sending chills through the latter's heart: "Your power will inevitably be swallowed up by your enemies. At that time, the little bed bug probably won't be hiding. ”

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 that because of their hatred for Pan Diesel, Samast would be so mad as to do such crazy things. ...,

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 Aznashul looked at each other. They both 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 Doom Crawler. Appeared behind Neveron: "From now on, I will follow you until the little bed bug of Pan Diesel appears." ”

A wry smile appeared on Neveron's gloomy face. But at the same time, I thought: with this terrifying legendary ** division guarding by the side, then even if Penny Sean appears, it is probably impossible to defeat them.

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 operated it well, the forces of the red-robed mages of the foreign trade faction who had lost their top figures would easily be swallowed up by the main battle faction led by them, and Ye Fa'an's forces were weak. Misrela is on the same side as them for the time being, and Layla Rui is alone, so he has a chance to realize the dream he has always had:

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 to death. 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, and 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.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )