I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 930: The former residence of the God of heaven (1)
 

In the depths of time in the multiverse.

A corner that didn’t exist in the present world or history.

There was a small wooden house that was emitting a rotten aura.

A butterfly flapped its wings and flew over from an unknown place.

It passed through the bustling kitchen.

There were geckoes crawling slowly on the ceiling.

In the corner was a green cobweb.

The web Weaver itself was nowhere to be found.

On the marble platform below.

The knives and forks seemed to be quarreling intensely like tiny people.

The butterfly paused for a moment.

Then, he passed through the back door of the kitchen through the gap.

They went around a narrow and dark corridor.

He passed through the narrow living room that was filled with garbage.

It had finally arrived at its destination.

In the northeast corner of the cabin.

It was a place that could be called a ” study “.

He said it was a study.

The space here was actually less than 2 square meters.

A nanmu desk took up quite a lot of space.

On the study table.

A tall old man was scribbling furiously.

The butterfly quietly stopped at the tip of the old man’s Pen.

The latter’s movements did not stop because of this.

Instead, it sped up the writing.

The words written by the dark red Quill on the yellowish-brown paper would quickly disappear.

The butterfly flapped its wings.

He only saw the last few lines-

Engine-ultra-long-distance teleportation ability (suspected to have no limits;Alert)

God-killing spike (suspected to have an abundant number of revivals;High alert)

Doppelganger (average strength; be careful)

Kill without mercy (suspected to be an unrestricted and multiple-enhanced ability/high vigilance)

At this point.

The quill-pen paused for a moment.

It just hovered in the air.

Until all the words were hidden.

The old man was about to continue writing.

However, the butterfly had already lost its patience.

It flew up.

His posture was elegant.

However, the voice from the butterfly’s abdomen was extremely manic, ”

“You’re too cautious, old man!”

The old man put down his Quill, a little tired.

He rubbed his temple with his right hand.

His voice was calm and steady, ”

“I’ve already lost for a while.”

“He might be the scariest enemy I’ve ever met in my life.”

“There’s no harm in being cautious.”

Butterfly sneered, ”

“There’s still time to beg for mercy, Constantine.”

“Kneel down and lick Roger’s toes. Maybe he’ll spare your life.”

“Or, you can choose to hide forever. After all, this house is not bad, right?”

The old man sighed.

He didn’t say much.

However, his determined gaze undoubtedly revealed his current thoughts.

The butterfly quieted down.

After a long while.

Constantine said seriously, ”

“We should take our time to plan.”

the opponent this time never plays his cards according to common sense. His several actions have ruined our plans. To be honest, I can’t figure out what he’s thinking at all. He’s like a new gambler who’s playing his cards as he pleases.

Butterfly said unhappily, ”

“Isn’t it easy for us to deal with new gamblers?”

The old man shook his head and said, ”

“But he’s not.”

“He just looks like it.”

“I have a feeling that while we are testing the enemy’s habits and habitual thinking, he is also trying to figure out our … Furthermore, the level of his thinking is probably higher than ours.”

this isn’t a difference in intelligence. It’s more like a talent … Or specializations? damn it, Roger’s specializations are uncountable. This guy is simply a specializations dealer!”

As he spoke.

Constantine’s tone was a little irritated.

However, he still suppressed his emotions and calmly advised, ”

“Listen up!”

“We should give this some thought!”

“At least for the time being, we have to avoid Roger!”

The old man’s suggestion was rejected by the butterfly.

It seemed to be due to rage.

The butterfly’s wings had also turned pitch-black.

He shouted hysterically, ”

“I’m not going to hide from that person!”

“That’s the action of a coward!”

“I’m going to kill him!”

“You must help me, Constantine!”

“I should not be someone else’s shadow!”

The butterfly was flustered.

But Constantine fell into silence.

He sat there in silence.

He was like a stone statue.

“I don’t have much time left …”

The butterfly perched on the tip of the quill again.

“You have to show some courage, just like how we dealt with those mages.”

“And don’t forget, even if you can hide in this small house, if I die, he might be able to find this place!”

a mysterious house that has transcended the present world and history. A greedy person like him would never let it go!

Constantine’s tone was cold.

“Are you threatening me?”

“No, I’m not. I’m just stating the facts.”

Butterfly egged him on in a crazy tone, ”

“His reputation in the prime material plane is ridiculously good.

But there was one thing that everyone knew.

He was a very petty person …

so,

Give up your fantasy.

It was Constantine!

Aren’t I the child you’re most proud of?

No father would refuse to save his own child, right?”

After hearing this.

Constantine muttered, ”

“What kind of help do you want?”

the mask of the goddess of disaster, the teleportation gate of the White Plains, and the dagger of no return.

Butterfly quickly replied.

The corners of Constantine’s mouth lifted slightly.

The wrinkles on his face became even more apparent and dense because of his dry smile.

“Asking for three demigod weapons right off the bat.”

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