The high-ranking followers of the God of Craftsmen were wearing armor and holding heavy hammers, and they listened to the news with cold faces.
"In recent times, five middle-level followers have died, more than a dozen lower-level followers have died, and even one upper-level follower has disappeared."
"Obviously someone is targeting us and strangling us!"
"Yes." The dwarf beside him nodded in response:
"Moreover, the murderer must be very powerful, or he has the means to restrain the followers of the gods, otherwise it would not be so fast."
The followers of the God of Craftsmen are mostly dwarves, a race that has a forging talent that surpasses other ethnic groups.
"Who could it be?" The high-ranking family member narrowed his eyes and asked, "Has the Son of God replied?"
"Our son of God is battling against the Creator's sky battleship. It will be hard to tell who will win in a short time." The dwarf shook his head. " But the sons of the wind god and water god have heard the news and are on their way. Once they arrive, they will definitely catch the murderer."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the upper family member.
When gods cannot come in, demigods and sons of gods are the pinnacle of this world and no one can defeat them.
Although the murderer is strong, he certainly cannot reach this level, otherwise he would not do things in such a sneaky way.
“Swish!”
A stream of light flew from afar.
The high-ranking relative reached out and grabbed it, and it turned out to be a flying pigeon made of paper, which turned into a piece of paper when it landed in his hand.
"Huh?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his face showing joy:
"The followers of the God of Cunning have found clues about the murderer. His name is Dousha... It seems that he is a follower of a god from another realm."
"come out!"
"Golden Chariot!"
He raised the heavy hammer in his hand high, and with a flash of dazzling golden light, a golden chariot appeared on the field.
The high-ranking dependent jumped onto the chariot and turned back to say:
"You guard here, I will go and help them capture and kill the murderer."
"yes."
* * * Valley.
Carl was still sitting cross-legged on the rocks by the stream, his eyes closed, as if immersed in spiritual practice.
The Kent brothers and sisters hunted wild boars, set up a rack to roast them, and soon the rich aroma of the meat wafted around.
“Swish!”
Kent swung his knife to cut off the fattiest piece of pork leg, handed it to his sister and winked at her.
"..." Jima pursed his lips, looking embarrassed, but still took the pork leg and walked towards Karl: "Mr. Dou...Mr. Dousha, please eat."
Weird name.
She muttered to herself and controlled her body to suppress her arms that were about to tremble.
"Hmm..." Carl opened his eyes and looked at the food handed to him. His deep eyes reflected Jima's uneasiness, and then he reached out and grabbed it: "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Jima's face turned pale, he breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped back to his brother.
It seems that he is not so cold-blooded when he is not on a mission.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Jima felt his breathing stagnate and he almost fell to his knees on the spot.
“Here it comes!”
Karl was overjoyed and soared into the sky again. He disappeared from the sight of the two people in a few flashes. He didn't care at all about how much harm his aura caused to the people around him.
Dozens of miles away.
The three followers of the gods were controlling the strong winds and attacking several figures who were desperately trying to escape. One of them even shouted, "You can't escape. Tell us who is behind you, and maybe you can save your life."
"Bullshit!" Someone below shouted, "It's not like there are no people captured by you. Anyone who tries to leak the secret will be burned to ashes."
"That was an accident. We were not prepared." The follower of the God of Cunning bewitched in a voice:
“This time is different.”
"We are well prepared and that will never happen, or are you willing to be controlled forever?"
“Haha…” One of the escaped people suddenly laughed: “God’s followers, don’t you want to know who we are working for? Now he is here.”
"I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!"
Hmm? The expressions of the three gods' followers changed slightly, and then various colors of divine light appeared on their bodies, crisscrossing in the air.
The divine light gathered into a mysterious six-sided prism, protecting them firmly.
"when……"
The flames and the divine light collided continuously, making sharp screams, but only caused ripples in the divine light.
"Huh?"
Karl uttered a surprised sound, and appeared in mid-air:
"What is this?"
Ever since his physical fitness reached 100 points, he could smash a mountain with a casual blow. Even a third-level follower could not withstand his full strength. There were only two middle-level followers and one lower-level follower in front of him.
It stands to reason that it would be impossible to stop his continuous offensive.
His sight fell on the token in the hand of one of the followers, and realization appeared in his eyes:
"Fourth-level wonder!"
"Even if you have a fourth-level magic item to protect you, how much power can you exert with your strength?"
“Swish!”
His body shape changed, and the flames remained in the air, transforming into fire birds, fire crocodiles, and fire dragons that pounced on the three people.
Even the separated afterimages, each attack is comparable to the full force of a third-level forbidden knight.
"Bang!"
“Pom Pom…”
The three gods' followers turned pale and controlled the fourth-level magic objects to retreat continuously.
suddenly.
Carl paused.
“Hmm…”
"You guys are lucky!"
He snorted coldly, turned into a line of fire and turned away, but other gods and their followers came not far away.
Once these gods and their followers gather together and he has no way to deal with them quickly, he may be trapped in it and simply leave.
I returned to the valley a little disappointed, and looking down from the sky, I saw the Kent brother and sister looking up.
There was a hint of panic in the eyes of both of them.
Hmm? Karl's expression changed slightly, and his body suddenly froze.
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“Too late!”
A teasing laugh was heard, and countless rays of light appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Carl like a large net.
at the same time.
Several figures appeared on the scene.
God's followers!
Thirteen in total! Among them were three high-ranking followers, whose divine powers together formed a trapping and killing barrier.
"grown ups."
The bandit leader appeared next to one of them and whispered, "That's him!"
Not only the bandit leader, but Blood Wolf also appeared behind a high-ranking relative, looking at him with a sneer on his face.
"Being fierce and brutal may bring temporary prestige, but it won't last long." The high-ranking followers of the God of Cunning held a long sword and pointed at Carl from a distance: "You use restrictions to control others as bait, which will only make them resentful and even rebellious."
"This kind of thing is endless in history books, and you are no exception."
"Humph!" Carl snorted coldly and looked directly at the bandit leader:
"Don't forget the restrictions on you. I can destroy you with just a thought!"
“You can try.” The bandit leader sneered, “Fight and kill! You are indeed very strong, but you are not a god after all, and you cannot understand the methods of gods.”
"As early as a month ago, I had someone try to contact the gods' followers and accidentally leaked some information. With the help of several angels, we have been able to completely isolate your ban."
"..." Carl's expression changed, as if he was trying to trigger the ban, but his expression became worse and worse:
"good!"
"Very good!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" The high-ranking follower of the God of Craftsmen roared loudly, raising the heavy hammer in his hand: "Kill him!"
"boom!"
Various colors of spiritual light surged and merged into the barrier, like thousands of madly swinging sharp blades, compressing Carl's range of movement.
There were also gods' followers rushing over from afar, among them were the three people who had been hunted by Carl before.
It's obvious.
This is a trap.
The bandit leader betrayed Carl and colluded with the gods' followers to lure him away and set up an ambush here.
“Level 3!”
"And he's not just an ordinary third-level one." The follower of the God of Cunning narrowed his eyes at Carl and nodded slightly: "If he wasn't trapped in the barrier, it would be really difficult to kill him."
"pity……"
"It's all over!"
"Um?"
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
Carl, who was trapped in the barrier, shrank and turned into a strange fireball that kept compressing, and then...
"boom!"
A deafening roar sounded from mid-valley.
The terrifying force directly collapsed the surrounding mountains, and the barrier formed by more than a dozen gods and their followers was also torn into pieces.
The flame explodes!
It turned out that the person trapped in the barrier was not Carl, but a fire giant who had been absorbing the earth's fire energy here for several months.
Even a demigod would find it difficult to withstand this self-destruction.
And the explosions did not end there.
"Well……"
The bandit leader's eyes bulged out, and he put his hand on his abdomen, with a horrified expression, and he opened his mouth and roared to the sky:
"No!"
"boom!"
He exploded into a fireball on the spot, and the gods' followers around him who were already injured due to the torn barrier were also knocked away.
He wasn't the only one who exploded.
The sand bandits blew themselves up at the same time, and all the gods' followers were affected.
at the same time.
The blood wolf flashed, and the long sword in his hand silently pierced into the back of the upper-ranking follower in front of him.
"puff!"
It was only at this time that Carl appeared in the sky above the valley. He was facing a group of injured followers of the gods, or...
Essence waiting to be harvested! (End of this chapter)