The gods who travel between the two worlds

Chapter 75 Self-destruction and Escape
"It's rare for someone to be able to see through my details..."

The monster's tone was faint, and the words were filled with a bit of inconceivability. Immediately, without explaining, it jumped up and rushed towards Su Wen decisively amidst bursts of light.

Seeing this, Su Wen also refused to give in. After a burst, the two collided again.

Visible to the naked eye, the phantom is invisible, but the two dazzling rays of light are constantly colliding, causing tremors in the void.

Not to mention this monster, just looking at it from Su Wen's point of view, I can see that the scarlet light all over the other party's body is getting stronger and more violent. From Su Wen's perception, it seems that some means have been used to make the other party Whether it is speed or strength, the strength has increased by at least [-]% compared to before.

If it weren't for Su Wen's own strength far above it, I'm afraid that the ordinary Baiyin extraordinary would suffer a big loss. It can be said that the transformation based on this intensity of undead alchemy was very successful.

However, Su Wen always felt that the other party's transformation seemed to be somewhat flawed, and his mental strength seemed to be a little off.

Soon, with the passage of time, the monster gradually began to weaken. At the same time, he found sadly that although he had increased his strength, he had even reached the maximum limit that a silver-level extraordinary could achieve.

But even so, they were still unable to take down the opponent, and the opponent still had strength to spare.

More than half of the time passed, and the blood on the chest began to boil. Under the high temperature, the bones were a little unbearable, and a faint steam rose up. Amidst the roar, the monster finally couldn't hold on, and with a dodge, it landed on the ground first Get behind and adjust yourself.

"Cough cough cough..."

The corner of the monster's mouth was constantly coughing up blood, but under the support of the extremely strong vitality, the only external expression was the continuous panting.

"Undead spell - flesh and blood recovery!"

The extraordinary aura began to flicker continuously, suppressing the overload of its own blood. At the same time, the monster also opened its eyes wide, staring at the other side, looking at Su Wen who was not affected at all, and roared: "You monster..."

"... A monster? You actually have the nerve to say... Look at yourself, what have you become, and you still have the face to call me a monster?"

Hearing the sound, Su Wen patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and walked slowly towards the opponent. In his perception, apart from the sudden use of some secret technique before, the monster's aura surged.

Now that the increase has passed, and he has not taken down himself, it seems that he has reached the stage of backlash, and the strength of his blood has quickly dropped to the weakest stage of Baiyin.

"Look at your injuries, they were all caused by myself. I didn't do anything. In other words, if you didn't use some secret method forcibly, why did you turn yourself into such a ghost..."

Hearing Su Wen's sarcasm, the monster could only endure the sense of weakness coming from all over his body, gritted his teeth, and soon stood up tremblingly.

"You're not Baiyin... Or, you're not this ordinary little Chaofan, who are you?"

The monster's brain seemed to be enlightened. Looking at the relaxed and freehand look of the enemy in front of him, he was extremely afraid in his heart. He predicted that other forces might be involved in this plot.

"Oh, you seem to realize something?"

Su Wen was taken aback, a bit of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he looked at Algernon's floating aura in the distance, and then said helplessly: "Unfortunately, I can't kill you myself..."

Without waiting for the other party to react, the faint power of fate instantly enveloped the other party's mind. As expected, as an alchemy reformer, the other party's soul will not seem to be strong.

In the dazed state of the other party, as the power of qi and blood was smoothed by Su Wen, the illusory seeds of resistance were directly deposited in the other party's consciousness.

Gradually, the qi and blood that had slowly returned to tranquility became hot again. As the two looked at each other, Su Wen saw a violent desire to destroy in the other's eyes.

the other side.

Algernon casually threw out the mechanical arm of a high-level iron golem. After the battle with the iron golem, with the tearing of the mechanical arm, the outcome between the two has been decided.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong danger coming between his brows.

A scarlet figure suddenly appeared beside him, and Algernon was astonished, but before he could react, an indescribable hatred suddenly rose in the other's eyes, and his four eyes Relatively between.

"go to hell!"

The red monster roared.

"Damn..."

Seeing this, Algernon suddenly felt bad. Without even thinking about it, he just teleported and wanted to avoid the opponent's attack, but suddenly his body froze, and when he looked down, he was actually held firmly by the opponent's arms. caught.

Don't wait to struggle.

"boom!"

A ball of blood suddenly exploded, and a red shock wave immediately spread from the midair, spreading in all directions with unparalleled power.

In an instant, countless extraordinary beings who were fighting were affected by this powerful force, so powerful that there was nowhere to hide, and in an instant, they were blown into the sky without any resistance.

In the Palace of Dreams, Mrs. Angelina, whose forehead was covered with sweat, showed an unexpected expression. From her induction, the concealing power of the Palace of Dreams seemed to have recovered a lot.

"Here, let me see what's going on... Hey, that horrible alchemist actually blew himself up... What's going on?"

Muttering, as the explosion ended, a miserable figure slowly emerged in the midair. On the ground, the high-level iron puppet with only one arm left and its body covered in bumps seemed to be able to detect it with its nimble eyes. What is the same.

Immediately afterwards, he showed a somewhat inconceivable expression, but in an instant, he returned to his previous indifferent posture.

"It turned out to be a blood transformation technique. Unfortunately, it has been unable to solve the heavy load state after the battle. This transformation technique has been included in the ranks of immature products. It can only be a semi-finished product and can only be used as a cannon fodder weapon...

But these later people seem to regard it as some kind of transformation secret technique?It's kind of ridiculous...it's just that half-finished eyes, it doesn't seem right..."

As a puppet fused with an extraordinary broken soul and steel in a dream, after combining the memories he possesses with the present, he seems to have vaguely guessed something.

"If my body was still there, I would definitely be able to detect the internal cause of the other party's change, but it's a pity that I am now..."

Having said that, looking at the iron puppet that was half damaged, he could only choose to remain silent. After all, after a battle, he only had basic physical combat capabilities left.

Most of the flesh and blood were corroded, and the bones were faintly visible on the face. Algernon's trembling body slowly fell.

"Damn it...Flender, a bastard, actually chose to betray me. If I hadn't applied to the family for blood transformation, you would always be...cough cough cough..."

Algernon held his breath, and maintained his body with the little remaining extraordinary power, making it float in mid-air.

Although his reaction just now was not slow, but in the end, Flender still severely injured him.

"The family must continue to increase its troops, otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted..."

Gritting his teeth, Algernon glanced bitterly at the iron puppet opposite him, turned around, and floated away.

But at this moment, a beam of sword light rose from the ground, and as a pile of flesh and blood fell like rain, a certain big man slowly stepped out of the gap in the ground.

"Huh? This is..."

The person who came was Doyle, who just killed the mysterious mage and walked out of the underground secret passage, but seeing the scorched ground around him, he couldn't help turning his gaze to the human-like 'corpse' not far away.

"You... Algernon..."

The moment he recognized the enemy, his heart twitched. For a moment, his strength seemed to be absorbed by something, and Doyle froze in place for an instant.

Seeing the Bronze-level Transcendent in front of him being intimidated by his remaining power, Algernon smiled slyly, disdainful, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the iron puppet in the distance suddenly speak.

"The other party has been severely injured by a burst of self-explosion. At this time, his strength may not be as good as yours. Now is a good opportunity to kill him..."

"Ok?"

Hearing the sound, Doyle looked at the iron golem who was slowly coming behind him, showing a bit of surprise, but before the iron golem continued to speak, Algernon stopped, and his half-damaged face showed a little Scary look.

"Why, you guys still want to fight me?"

Although it has been so miserable, the arrogance of being a silver-level transcendent is still not lacking at all. When Algernon spoke, he still couldn't help showing a bit of arrogance.

Opening his leaking mouth, his cheeks were gone, but the strong vitality of the silver rank made him temporarily turn a blind eye to these fatal injuries.

The iron puppet looked at the hesitant Doyle, and charged forward for a moment, but this move instantly annoyed Algernon.

"court death!"

The other party raised his broken right hand, and under the impact of a bloody light, the iron golem was instantly knocked into the air. For a moment, his chest was instantly shattered. Under the watchful eyes of several people, a bunch of precise parts were accidentally revealed. Algernon glanced inadvertently, his eyes narrowed slightly.

However, he noticed the terrifying and sophisticated structure of this iron puppet, and for a moment, he even forgot where he was.

"...It seems that the chest is your core!"

The next moment, when the long sword approached, Algernon's body teleported for a while and disappeared, but Doyle didn't panic when he saw this, his eyes were slightly concentrated, and suddenly, the sword light pointed to the side not far away.

A hazy brilliance flashed, and the blade of the sword slashed across Algernon's body, bringing up bursts of flesh.

This action immediately made Algernon feel angry.

(End of this chapter)