The magician who goes astray

Chapter 547 The account that will no longer light up
Just before the King of Sandstorm was locked at the bottom of the deep sea by the boiling elements, a sudden change happened quietly without anyone knowing.

In a small eighteenth-tier city, in a somewhat messy room, clothes and pants were randomly thrown at the end of the bed, slippers and sneakers were crookedly put together, and the closed curtains made the room a little dark.

A somewhat listless young man put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his eyes and looked at the computer screen, and sighed: "The dark dragon I sealed in my left hand can no longer hold on, and the real eye of the evil king is also hurting, master, you Quickly save me! Otherwise, this world will end!"

dong dong~

After a quick knock on the door, a slightly sullen voice came from outside the door: "Are you playing computer again? Have you finished your homework?"

The boy was startled, and hurriedly replied: "Hurry up, it's already half written."

"Well, I made spicy chicken and pickled fish for dinner today. Wash your hands and your dad will be back soon. It's time to eat."

"Yeah, come here, come here."

The young man got up, stared at the computer screen with regret, and sighed: "Master, why are you not online today? I am still waiting for you to teach me Purgatory Wushuang Ultimate Annihilation Super Wave Cannon."

After he left, among his friends on his personal social account, there was a name that he paid special attention to that was grayed out, and his id was...Jasla.

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Six hours ago, when Ye Shi, Han Xue and the others were entangled in the lava desert, Jasra, as always, was chatting with sand sculpture netizens and never tired of it.

He met a very interesting kid, who said that he was a fallen god with sealed power, his left hand held the dark dragon that destroyed the world, and his right eye was the terrifying true eye of the evil king...

After many days of understanding of human beings, he naturally knows that this is a common disease called "Second Secondary Disease", and he finds it very interesting.

He himself just changed his identity as the fourth king in the virtual world a little bit. This kid believes that he is a hidden power, a sage who guides him, and must rescue him when he falls into the abyss, etc. Wait……

However, just when he finished his work and wanted to go online to tease this kid, a black figure slowly appeared in his collection room.

"Ye... No, Your Majesty the Demon God!"

Jasra hurriedly saluted, wondering why the demon god would come to his collection room in person, hadn't the fusion giant chimera and indestructible armor suit he requested already been delivered?
The demon god carried his hands on his back, and the dark close-fitting armor seemed to have stars shining a little bit. His long black hair hung down on the shoulder armor, and he had an extraordinary and refined temperament.

He looked around Jasra's various collections, and then looked at the computer screen that was being projected. He lowered his eyelids and seemed not interested, and murmured: "Nazha lost, there are only two clones left, They were all imprisoned in that tree."

His voice was very soft, with a bit of charming magnetism, and the voice that sounded better than a voice changer made Jasra break out in a cold sweat.

Jasra himself is the image of the lamp god, and the lower half of his body is surrounded by thick smoke. At this time, the thick smoke shakes violently, showing the unrest in his heart.

"His opponents are the Elf Queen and the Punisher. Nazar is a bit reckless. He shouldn't have pushed out all his clones."

Jasra couldn't figure out the demon god's mind, did he want him to come down to fight against the enemy?But he himself is not specialized in combat. Coming to that planet is almost equivalent to being useless, and he might be caught and beaten by some demigod...

"Yeah, I'm reckless, so in your opinion, what should I do?"

A dark throne appeared in the void, and the demon god seemed to be bored, leaning on it, his right hand propped his cheek and his eyes were slightly squinted as if asking questions.

Jasla paused, but still replied: "Please take action from Time Realm and the King of Sandstorms, or use the Final Chimera, everything will be flattened."

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The demon god seemed to be asleep and didn't speak. After a while, he tapped the throne with his fingertips, and a ray of light turned into a huge screen suspended in front of him and Jasra.

The content on the screen was the scene of Ye Shi, Long Huang and others attacking the metal giant in the lava desert.

"You said... the King of Sandstorms will use the curse of world destruction?"

It was another almost inexplicable question. Jiasla's inner doubts became more and more serious, but he could only say cautiously: "Probably not, this will cause irreparable damage to his body."

Then there was another silent silence. The two were watching the battle of the King of Sandstorm with their own thoughts, but at the moment when the metal giant was broken by the boiling element, the demon god suddenly turned off the screen.

He stood up, and a pitch-black teleportation formation formed under his feet, obviously about to leave.

Just when the demon god stepped into one foot, he turned his head and asked suddenly: "Hey, can your fusion and transformation ability work on gods?"

Jasra was taken aback, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, my realm is only a demigod, that's not enough. It's already an accident that I can create a Chimera."

"That's it."

The demon god nodded slightly, stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

Call ~
Jiasla wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, and murmured: "Your Majesty the Demon God is... angry? Because of Naza's miss?"

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a clue, so he could only sigh and force himself, and set his eyes on the projection screen.

"Jasra!"

A sudden cry made him startled, then he turned his head and saw a man in black armor and cloak walking over with a hint of concern.

"Master Time Realm!" Jasra heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was Time Realm, not Demon God, who had returned.

"Majesty the Demon God has come to your place?"

Shi Jie frowned, he was keenly aware of a trace of power belonging to the demon god, which had not dissipated.

"Yeah, His Majesty is very upset. That guy Nazha was a bit unlucky and was locked in the tree of life, alas."

Jasra was a little distressed, the king-level demons overturned one after another, that bastard Salerno even said that the demon god was sorry for his betrayal, what is this?
"Nazha... I was a bit unlucky, but at least I found the effect of the Origin Stone Blood, and it's not nothing, haha."

Shi Jie doesn't care about this, he is different from Nazha's fighting style, he personally advocates one-hit kills, all the reasons are in the fist.

"By the way, I'm looking for you because I want to ask you to make me a pair of armor and gloves, using indestructible materials. That guy Nuofeng's sword is getting stronger and stronger, and it's always a disadvantage to have no weapons."

Shi Jie clenched his fists, his eyes were fiery, he was excited by Feng Yehuo's rapid progress, and finally there was a person of the same level who could make him play heartily.

Jasra readily agreed, and said: "There is still material left, but because it has been solidified, I need to restart the reversal magic circle, and then carry out the shaping enchantment. This process will probably take... um... four or five days. .”

"Very good, I'll come back in five days, thank you." Shi Jie bowed his hand and left.

He and Jasla have always had a good relationship, and he helped find some of the other party's precious collections, and Jasla happily embraced the strongest king's thigh.

He turned off the screen, and was going to go to the laboratory to activate the reverse magic circle to recast the indestructible matter. As for the secondary disease, he probably wouldn't care if he waited for a while.

"The most time-consuming thing is to turn an indestructible substance into a usable liquid. This process will take a minimum of four days."

Jasra sighed, and slowly drifted towards his own laboratory, the private laboratory inside Eugene the Devourer.

However, at this moment, a huge black mouth appeared under his feet, and suddenly swallowed the astonished Jasra...

The "Master" that the two-year-old boy was thinking about, and the social account with the id "Jasla" never lit up again.

(End of this chapter)