DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 311: Attack of Misfortune. God Attack
On the way to another plane, the three of them followed Kalami.
Kalami is carrying out his duties as the guide of this plane. As he flew, he introduced the three of them to each other:
"Each aircraft is not dependent on each other. They were like countless bubbles in a swamp. They pull and reject each other. Every time, countless bubbles would burst, and countless new bubbles would be born.
"And the four higher planes are the four largest and heaviest of these bubbles!"
Kalami continued, "To leave one bubble and go to another bubble, you have to go through a continuous distance. Fortunately, you are lucky. This place was not too far from the four higher fields. With your current speed, it will only take you about twenty years to achieve it."
Hearing Kalami's introduction...
Joelson could not help but frown. "Twenty years? Is that considered fast?"
"Of course!"
Kalami said, "You should know that without an expert to carry it, some god realm or half god plane would not be able to reach any of the four higher realms even if they died."
The three of them nodded without a sound.
According to what Kalami said, their current location was between the two bubbles, in other words, inside the swamp.
The sheepskin rolls that Kalami had taken earlier floated above their heads.
It was like a protective barrier, protecting them as they advanced through the void for a long period of time. At the same time, it serves as a guide.
Joelson raised his head to look. The four of them were like fireflies in the pitch-black night sky, slowly advancing forward.
The God domain expert did not need to rest or eat. They could maintain this state for a very long time.
The four of them had been moving forward at full speed for several months. They had rested twice in the middle of the road. They did not know how far they were from the central continent, nor did they know how far they were from higher planes.
The dark night sky seemed empty. Some of them are lonely and lonely. Even Joelson could not help but feel a hint of frustration in his heart.
Two more weeks passed.
Kalyami suddenly stopped. His expression became extremely solemn as he said in a low voice, "Wait!"
Everyone's expressions became solemn as they looked around warily.
Nothing happened.
But very quickly, several points of light appeared before their eyes.
They were like meteors as they quickly approached them. The light becomes brighter and brighter.
Kalami's expression changed drastically as she shouted in a low voice, "Go!"
However, this sentence seemed to be a bit exaggerated. The terrifying pressure from the god quickly spread, enveloping the entire void.
Explosions of wild laughter sounded in everyone's ears. "Haha! Kalami, I've been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years. You're finally out of a lower plane!"
Simultaneously with this loud laughter, an extremely fierce purple lightning streaked.
Kalami's eyes were cold, and his body was emitting a dense light green light.
The wind-type legal force gathered and expanded, forming a huge egg shell that enveloped the four of them.
The explosion!
The lightning heavily struck the light green barrier. The barrier shook violently, causing ripples to appear. From solid, it became dim but, at the same time, it also neutralized the purple lightning.
"Ferguson, it looks like you've forgotten the scars from tens of thousands of years ago."
Kalami took a few steps forward, blocking ahead of Joelson and the others. His body exuded an extremely majestic aura.
Only now did Joelson really feel how powerful Kalami was. Mid-tier demigod Angus Dubin probably wouldn't even be able to take a single blow from him.
"Ha ha ha!"
The shorter one had rough features, and both of its soy-sized eyes were filled with hatred and savagery.
He stared intently at Kalami, then laughed viciously. "It is precisely because of the scars from tens of thousands of years ago that I have been waiting for you to appear, old friend!"
She snorted and wasted no time talking to him.
The wind-type legal force gathered into a huge wind blade that was over a hundred yards long and shot towards the two of them.
The man named Ferguson sneered and did not move. Instead, he took two steps back with a slightly respectful expression on his face.
The tall and skinny man, who had been ignored by Kalami, reached out with an expressionless hand on his face and clenched it towards Kalami.
A terrifying pale green wind blade was crushed by an invisible giant hand, and that energy continued to surge towards Kalami.
Kalami's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he shouted in shock, "God?"
Joelson, Archer, and the Flame Throne all had panicked expressions on their faces.
Kalami didn't even glance at the three of them. He subconsciously turned around and fled, his entire body turning into a shadow that instantly appeared hundreds of miles away. Before he left, he even carried a scroll on his head.
"Suckhead."
Joelson cursed in a low voice. He was the second person to react. He tore through the void and fled in the other direction.
Only then did the Archer and Flame Throne regain consciousness and escape in quick succession.
The skinny man snorted. "Can you run away?"
His body disappeared in an instant. He caught up with Kalami in a few steps and a terrifying battle sound could be heard from the other side.
Ferguson, who was left behind, revealed a ferocious smile. He waved the lightning strike in his hand and started chasing the three of them.
As he fled, Joelson looked back and discovered that the Throne of Fire, the slowest, had been sunk by lightning.
The last thing he saw was a charred corpse that fell from the air and was split in two by Ferguson while laughing out loud.
Joelson surprised. The Throne of Fire just fell?
Joelson looked at Ferguson from a distance. There was a sharp pain in his eyes. He felt that Ferguson's consciousness had locked him in.
Archer practiced the laws of space. Although his reaction was a little slower than her, he had already fled further away from her. It is only natural that Ferguson chose to pursue him.
That thought quickly crossed Joelson's mind. His eyes suddenly turned gray and countless gray threads appeared in his field of vision.
Destiny's Law!
Joelson loudly pulled one of them.
"I will be the last target you choose to pursue."
The wheel of fate is pulled.
Even Ferguson himself did not know why his thoughts had suddenly changed. He turned around and chased after Archer.
Joelson breathed a sigh of relief. A trace of guilt appeared in his heart but quickly disappeared.
In such a dangerous situation, his first goal was to protect himself.
The laws of light were fully activated, leaving Ferguson and the others far behind. He could not even see their shadow.
The danger seems to have passed but there is always a bit of unease in Joelson's heart. It was as if there was something very important that he had ignored but he was unable to remember it at this moment.
He did not know how far he had run in one breath, but he slowed his pace and looked around him. He planned to first enter the ranch room to hide for a period of time, then wait for ten or a hundred years before coming out.
Presumably, a demigod and a god would not give him too much energy.