Wizard, I have a different world

Main hall.

The two demigods were sitting on stone chairs, listening to the news from all sides.

"madness!"

The demigod Sark, who has the blood of the god of wind, shouted angrily:

"Moton, this brainless idiot, took action without consulting together?"

"Moton is actually dead?" Leopold, who has the blood of the God of Hunting, said with solemn eyes:

"It seems that the fight also has the blood of a certain god, or its strength is close to that of a lower god."

"pity……"

He sighed:

"Moton didn't tell us before he took action, and his death was unknown. As a result, we didn't even understand the other party's methods."

He didn't care about Morton's life or death.

But death is worthless!

If informed in advance, at least Moton can understand the opponent and prepare for the next plan.

At that time, two of the gods' relatives were lucky enough to escape, but they fled in such a hurry that they didn't even see the method used to kill Morton.

"snort!"

Sack snorted:

"He's just a loser with a pig's brain!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Leopold waved his hand:

"If the other party can kill Moton, it will have the strength to threaten us. Even if the two of us join forces, we may not be completely sure."

"Rumble..."

Before he finished speaking, a deafening roar sounded outside the hall, accompanied by a familiar aura.

"Um?"

Sark raised his head, murderous intent appearing in his eyes:

"Changlong!"

"It's me!" As the strong wind blew open the stone door of the main hall, a big man about three meters tall appeared in the city. He glanced at the two demigods and said in a dull voice:

"I heard that the battle has reached your realm and killed the demigod Moton. Do you want to join forces?"

"As for what's going on between us..."

"It won't be too late to mention it again after the 'fight' is resolved!"

Sac raised an eyebrow.

He had fought many battles with each other over the years, and although there was not much resentment, he never thought of joining forces.

"Can!"

Before he could speak, Leopold had already nodded and used one hand to suppress Sac's dissatisfaction.

"Since Dou Sha threatens to kill all the gods' relatives, he is the enemy of all of us."

"In order to deal with him, it's okay to temporarily put aside the grudges between us!"

"but……"

"How do you plan to cooperate?"

"Ha..." Changlong strode to a stone chair, Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, and said in a muffled voice:

"I never thought we would have the opportunity to join forces."

"Report!"

Before the three of them formally discussed how to join forces, the followers of the wind god flew over to report.

"The 'Fighting' has arrived at the Cold Lie Valley, where the two gods who spread the faith have died."

"He is currently fighting against the Creator's technological army, and it is predicted that he will be able to break out of the siege within half a day."

?

"So fast!"

Sak frowned:

"Since killing Morton, the fighting has been progressing faster and faster."

"Perhaps he felt that demigods no longer threatened him, so he stopped saving energy." Leopold looked solemn:

"Changlong, I remember that you have a group of dragonborn who specialize in killing?"

"That's right." Changlong raised his eyebrows:

"One hundred and eight dragonborn, at worst, they are at the mid-level of the first level, and their auras are connected to each other."

"If we form a battle formation, even I won't be able to get out of it intact."

"Then please take action first." Leopold said:

"While the Creator's technological army is here, the three of us can join forces and take it down at once!"

"Hehe..." Changlong sneered:

"It's your territory beyond Lenglie Valley. It's still a long way from me. If you want to take action, you should take action first."

"Changlong." Leopold sighed:

"You know very well that dragonborn are far easier to create than gods' descendants."

"And now we are prey on the same rope. If we can't join forces and just look after ourselves, we will only be killed one by one in a fight. By then it will be too late to regret."

"It's easy to talk about low-level dragonborn, but it's also difficult for dragonborn who have entered the higher level to be born." Changlong still shook his head:

"no!"

…

After a long discussion, both parties made concessions.

Changlong will send dragonborn to take action, and the lost dragonborn gods alliance will find a way to make up for it after this battle.

in addition.

The gods' relatives will also be there to assist.

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Cold Valley.

The terrain here is extremely strange.

It is said.

Gods of fire and ice once dueled here, causing the earth's crust to change and extending into thousands of miles of mountains.

at this time.

Countless technological armies swarmed out from the sky, the ground, and the underground, attacking a figure crazily.

Lasers, heavy cannons, energy beams, heavy particle guns...

"boom!"

The earth trembled and the mountains collapsed.

Karl's body was wrapped in flames, and his fighting spirit roared out. Every time he claps or punches, he can blast out an open area that is more than ten miles long.

The solid steel chariot was as weak as a piece of paper in front of him, and it flew away easily with a wave.

Heart Buddha Palm!

Sirius Magic Body Technique!

Aura of fear!

Extinguish the flame!

…

Relying on the golden body tempered by the ninth level of Holy Demon Transformation and 100 Source Power, Karl ran rampant on the battlefield.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Karl leaned back and his steps had to be delayed.

Gundam?

There appeared two humanoid mechas about 100 meters high in front of them, with plasma shields wrapped around their bodies.

"Heh..."

Karl exhaled lightly, and rushed out again in a flash.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Each of his punches could smash a mountain, and his power was condensed with the support of the mysterious method of the Heart Buddha Hand.

When the punch was thrown,

the naked eye could actually see the illusion of space collapse.

And even if the humanoid mechas used their full strength to activate the core energy source, they were still suppressed by Karl.

"Crack..."

"Boom!"

It didn't take long before a humanoid mecha was smashed to pieces.

And with it.

is a dazzling and violent light.

The surge that can destroy a small star flashed inside the Lengli Valley, instantly enveloping Karl.

"Swish!"

A stream of light ignored time and the distance between space and space, and brought Karl to the edge of the explosion.

The artifact - the spindle of the goddess of fate!

"A fifth-level or even sixth-level artifact."

Behind the battlefield, the demigod Leopold looked solemn:

"He left the battlefield at a speed comparable to teleportation. If we can't restrict his method, there is no way to keep him."

"No problem." Changlong touched his head and grinned:

"The power of the Dragon God can suppress everything called destiny, unless he takes us with him."

"It seems that watching the battle in advance is still beneficial." Leopold's face was slightly relaxed, and he nodded:

"If you don't know that he has this method, once you encounter it, it will definitely be a bit troublesome."

While speaking.

Dragonborns flew from afar, merged into a long river, and rushed towards Carl's position.

Dragon power!

One hundred and eight dragonborns, even if only a few of them are blessed by the dragon evil, are an extremely terrifying force.

Dragon power superimposed.

Even the demigods couldn't help but stiffen.

And Carl, who had just escaped from the explosion, groaned, and could only resist the rushing dragonborn.

"Bang!"

"Boom..."

The power that could crush the past fell on him.

Carl's body was instantly torn apart, bloody, and the flames and fighting spirit outside his body were trembling wildly.

"What a strong body!"

Changlong frowned:

"His body strength is not worse than mine, but his recovery ability is much stronger than mine. If we fight one-on-one..."

He shook his head slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

"If Dousha is not strong, he can't kill Morton."

Sack spoke slowly:

"But it doesn't matter..."

"Let the technological army, the dragon descendants and the low-level gods' followers wear down his strength and test his methods. When he reveals a flaw, we will make the final move. The final victory will belong to us after all."