I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

403 Former Residence of Tenjin

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The depths of time in the multiverse.

A corner that does not exist in the world and history.

There was a cabin that smelled of decay.

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

It goes through the bustling kitchen.

There are geckos crawling slowly on the ceiling.

In the corner is a green spider web.

The Web Weavers themselves were nowhere to be found.

On the marble platform below.

The knives and forks are arguing fiercely like villains.

Butterfly paused here for a moment.

Then through the gap through the back door of the kitchen.

Go around a cramped, dark corridor.

Travel through the cramped and trash-filled living room.

It finally arrived at the destination of this trip.

Northeast corner of the cottage.

A place that can be called a "study" tentatively.

Said it was a study.

In fact, there is only less than 2 square meters of space here.

A nanmu desk occupies a lot of space.

on the desk.

A tall old man is writing hard.

The butterfly rests quietly on the tip of the old man's pen.

The latter's movements did not pause for this reason.

On the contrary, it speeds up the writing speed.

The words written by the dark red quill on the yellow-brown paper will soon disappear.

The butterfly flapped its wings.

I just saw the last few lines

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"-Super long-distance teleportation ability (suspected to be unlimited; be vigilant)

...-

Meteor thorn (suspected to have ample number of resurrections; be on high alert)

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Clone (moderate strength; watch out)

...-

Shoot to kill (suspected to be unlimited, and has been strengthened many times feat/high vigilance)

..."

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write here.

Quill paused slightly.

It just hangs there.

Until all the writing is hidden.

The old man was ready to continue writing.

But the butterfly has no patience to wait.

It flies up.

Elegant posture.

But the voice from Butterfly's abdomen was extremely manic:

"You are too cautious, old man!"

The old man put down the quill slightly wearily.

He rubbed his temple with his right hand.

The voice was calm and steady:

"I've already lost for a while."

"He was probably the worst enemy I've ever met in my life."

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious."

Butterfly sneered and mocked:

"It's too late to beg for mercy, Constantine."

"Kneel down and lick Roger's toes, maybe he'll kill you."

"Or, you can choose to hide forever, after all, this house is not bad, isn't it?"

The old man sighed lightly.

He didn't say much.

But the firm look in his eyes undoubtedly revealed his thoughts at this time.

So the butterfly also quieted down.

half an hour.

Constantine said seriously:

"We should take the long view."

"This time, the opponent never plays cards according to common sense. His several actions have ruined our plan. To be honest, I can't understand his thoughts at all. He is like a novice gambler, playing cards as he wants."

Butterfly said angrily:

"Wouldn't it be easy for us to deal with novice gamblers?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"But he's not."

"He's just like."

"I have a feeling that when we are testing the enemy's play habits and inertial thinking, he is also trying to figure out ours... and his thinking level may be higher than ours."

"It's not a difference in IQ, it's more like a talent... or a specialty, damn it, Roger has too many specialties to count, this guy is simply a specialty dealer!"

Talking and talking.

Constantine's tone was also a little irritated.

However, he still suppressed his emotions and calmly advised:

"listen!"

"We should think long term!"

"At least in the short term, we're all going to avoid that Roger!"

The old man's proposal was rejected by Butterfly.

Seems out of rage.

The butterfly's wings also turned pitch black.

He roared hysterically:

"I won't hide from that person!"

"That's an act of cowardice!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"You must help me, Constantine!"

"I shouldn't be someone else's shadow!"

Butterfly hurried up and down impatiently.

But Constantine fell silent.

He sat there silently.

Like a stone sculpture.

"I don't have much time..."

Butterflies resting on the end of a quill:

"You have to show courage, just like we did with those mages."

"Also, don't forget, even though you can hide in this hut, if I die, he might be able to follow the clues to find it!"

"A mysterious hut that transcends the world and history, a greedy person like him will never let it go!"

Constantine's tone was slightly cold:

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I didn't, I was just stating the facts."

Butterfly urged frantically:

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"His reputation in the main material world is outrageous.

But one thing is well known.

That is, he is a very narrow-minded person...

so.

Give up fantasy.

Constantine!

Am I not your favorite child?

No father would refuse to save his child, would he? "

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After listening to this passage.

Constantine pondered and asked:

"What help do you want?"

"The Mask of Calamity, the Portal of the White Plains, and the Dagger of the Homeless."

Butterfly replied quickly.

The corners of Constantine's mouth raised slightly.

The wrinkles on his face became clearer and denser because of this dry smile:

"As soon as you open your mouth, there are three and a half artifacts."

"On Greed."

"You really are on par with Roger."

Butterfly said indifferently:

"If the treasures are not born to be stained with blood, then their existence is meaningless."

"You're even willing to give the Azure Oath to Roger, so you won't come to me and feel sorry for the treasure, right?"

The old man shook his head and said:

"I can only borrow your portal at most."

"The scourge of masks and daggers is too great, and it is difficult for you to grasp the proportion."

Butterfly laughed and said:

"Don't play tricks on me, old man."

"I want them all!"

"Whether you give it or not, I will go to Roger to fight to the death. You should understand the pros and cons of it."

Constantine still shook his head.

Butterfly immediately cursed wildly on the table.

How ugly is that wording.

But Constantine was completely indifferent.

He just sat there quietly.

Looking coldly at the Killing Mask who turned into a butterfly.

suddenly.

His ears moved slightly.

On the table.

A golden eyeball quietly appeared.

at the same time.

A sharp voice followed:

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"The latest information."

"Roger has returned to the present world."

"Once again he disrupted our deployment."

"What shall we do, Master?"

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Constantine frowned deeply.

"He's playing with you."

"You let him know that he's the one with the upper hand..."

"You don't want to be the most useless immortal in the history of Mystra, do you?"

Butterfly took the opportunity to fan the flames.

Gilt eyeballs glanced at it.

Did not speak.

The study fell silent.

After a while.

Then came the voice of Constantine:

"Take it to the treasury."

"Take three semi-artifacts, and remember to sign a lease agreement."

He paused.

Presumably toggling the target of the dialog:

"The premise is that I want to release a delayed-effect "No Trace" on you, and I can't take the risk of being exposed here to help you deal with such a terrible enemy. "

Hear here.

The killing mask couldn't help but sneered and said:

"You really want to stay here for the rest of your life!"

"No trace or something, whatever, anyway, after this time, I don't want to go into this kind of ghost place anymore, you don't even know what I encountered when I just came in..."

The broken voice gradually stopped.

After a short break.

The butterfly whose wings were already black as if dripping ink flew away from the place again along the gap in the hut.

A corner of the kitchen.

The fighting project of those knife and fork villains has changed from fencing to tug of war.

Not long.

The butterfly flew out of the cabin completely.

When passing by the door sign.

It pauses.

Then completely disappeared in the colorful colors outside the house.

There is wind blowing.

The wooden door plate shook.

There is a line of ancient text and a newer callout on it

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"The Wooden House in Moonglade (Owner: Ao/Pandora)"

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"Asgard Mark: Former Residence of the Gods"

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"Copying a person is quite interesting!"

"If I become Chiyue and let the King of Ghosts carry me to slash people, not only can I change my shape at any time, but I can also completely confuse my opponent..."

"I don't know if it hurts when I cut someone!"

Quickly perceive the power of the newly acquired personality.

Roger's mood also jumped up.

Compared to those mysterious characters.

The properties and uses of the duplicators are quite straightforward.

one word.

copy!

Many of the powers of this personality need to be accomplished with the help of a special medium.

This medium can be any carrier with strong ability to record information.

reel.

stubborn rock.

ancient bamboo.

These are all fine.

certainly.

Starting from practicality and cost performance.

Scrolls are the most.

So the personality itself comes with the ability to make various scrolls.

These skills can help Roger record the information, data and templates of the target.

Thus performing "Pretender" and "Dead Transformation".

The practical value of these two specialties is extremely high.

quickly.

Roger realized that even if he didn't use these two specialties directly.

You can also use the power of copying to obtain the target's data!

at this point.

It is more powerful than the combined effect of "Aura + Ascension Perception + Absolute Insight".

After all, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in all battles.

The presence of information scrolls gives Roger the opportunity to steal enemy data.

Haven't fought yet.

Roger saw through the other party's underpants.

The result of the battle is naturally self-evident.

certainly.

The appearance of the duplicate person also sounded the alarm for Roger.

Even if Constantine does not have such a personality.

There may be similar forces.

Combined with his previous abnormal behavior.

The other party is most likely collecting their own information!

in this regard.

Roger has always been at a disadvantage.

His advantage is that he is always improving.

And it's not slow.

With the assistance of "Qi Containing Technique" and other abilities.

Roger's current information is difficult to disclose directly.

If Constantine wants to get to know Roger a little bit.

Then he is bound to pay a heavy price.

Can be relative.

Roger is also not sure how deep an immortal-level alchemist's background is.

After all, the opponent can even use a semi-artifact as a trap!

This handwriting really surprised Roger, who has always been thrifty in managing his family.

therefore.

Roger is actually ready to fight Constantine for a long time.

But this does not mean that he will choose a more conservative strategy.

Quite the opposite.

He wanted to tear a hole in Constantine's heart in a short time.

And the best candidate for that breakthrough.

Naturally, only the killing mask remained.

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Come to yourself.

The fast switching of scenes has been completed.

When returning to the Material Plane.

Roger and Ripley appeared in a valley some distance from Wildfire City.

This deviated quite a bit from the coordinates he had set through the Time Scroll before.

That said, in these days when Roger was away.

Mystra swelled violently again!

Needless to say.

The two split up to explore the situation.

Roger found a hilltop to overlook as light as a swallow.

It was a surprise to see this.

In Roger's perception.

They are offset from the original coordinates though.

But it should also be in the mountains and forests near Wildfire City.

But the scene in front of him was completely different from Roger's impression.

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Southwest of the mountains.

The originally bumpy hills and mountains have become a super plain with unobstructed views.

There are city-states with dense populations standing on the plain!

From east to west.

Three parallel rivers hang over the plain like white girdles.

Land along the river.

Dots of cities and villages are clearly visible.

Countryside.

There are many castles.

All kinds of manors are inlaid among the city-states like a jigsaw puzzle.

It all comes together.

It is like a very beautiful pastoral picture scroll!

The beauty of the picture is dizzying.

The dense star southern continent was originally a sparsely populated place.

It suddenly became a gathering place with at least hundreds of thousands of people.

The contrast interrupted Roger's train of thought briefly.

He hurriedly used his perception authority.

Gather information quickly by groping for visions.

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"Ascension Perception: You discovered the 'Returned Historical World (11th History)'"

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"You perceive the 'Ruins: Yuanwang Town', 'Ruins: Owl Castle'..."

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"You realize that the historical world you returned to is the 'Yuanwang Town World' you experienced in Legacy of Time. This world is full of vitality, and there are also traces left by you..."

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"It turns out that Yuanwang Town has returned?"

"What about the Great Secret Realm and the secret key?"

"It was taken by someone else?"

Roger let out a long breath.

Looking at the great plain at the foot of the mountain glowing with vitality.

There was an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

The 11th historical world is the most prosperous world he has ever seen in the development of human beings.

It's certainly not his fault alone.

But at least it has something to do with him.

Think of those memories in Legacy of Time.

Roger couldn't help but feel tense: