Something is Wrong with My Love Game

It doesn't matter if his clothes are exploded, he is also pressed to the ground and beaten, and in the end he can only retreat... tactically.

I can't swallow this breath! ! !

"That damn guy... I must ravage him and torture him to death!"

Werner gritted his teeth and muttered.

"This time I underestimate the enemy..."

"Next time, I'll be lurking in their world for a while, and wait until my strength improves before I attack him!"

"The crushing of strength is not something that a few legendary items can make up for..."

Werner jumped into the pool of energy fluid and repaired his injuries.

Werner's physique is strong, and this time the injury was not serious, that is, a few pieces of hair were pulled off, and his butt was pierced by fragments of the holy sword.

The injury recovered quickly.

But the depressed mood is obviously not so easy to adjust.

Werner walked out of the pool and wrapped a towel over his body.

At this time, a burst of energy fluctuations suddenly came from not far away.

Werner looked at the sky, jumped, and came outside the Temple of War.

A tall and thin man walked towards Werner.

"God of War, the president knows that you are back, let me come over and ask about the situation."

"How's the fate pointer thing going?"

The tall and thin man asked with a smile.

In his opinion, Werner, the god of war, personally went into action, and this matter should be guaranteed.

Werner heard the words, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he exuded an oppressive breath.

"Kepa, I will tell the president personally about this."

"If you're okay, leave now."

Werner said coldly.

As soon as it came, it was a pain point, this Kepa made people a little uncomfortable...

"Failed?"

"Isn't it... It's just a small world. Even if only Kante and Havertz go, it's almost enough, and you, God of War, have failed?"

"Hey, what about Kantor and Havertz?"

Kepa continued to ask.

The anger on Werner's face grew even stronger.

Kantor and Havertz...

It's really a pot that can't be opened and lifted, this Kepa has no eyesight at all!

"No way......"

"They won't be able to come back..."

Kepa continued to poke at Werner's sore spot.

"enough!!!"

Werner suddenly burst into a twelfth-level momentum, shaking Kepa, who was smiling, a distance away.

"Cough cough cough..."

"That...I suddenly remembered that I have something to do."

"I'll go first..."

Only then did Kepa realize that Werner was really angry, and immediately put away his smile and quickly escaped from the Temple of War.

Werner snorted coldly and punched the sky, piercing the clouds directly, which was considered a vent.

After venting, Werner calmed down, stretched out his hand, and a suit and a cloak appeared in his hand.

After changing clothes, Werner flew in the direction of the Mutual Aid Society...

The Mutual Aid Society is built on the highest mountain in the Overworld.

The main body is a castle that rises straight into the sky.

Above the clouds, there is also a sky round table used for high-level meetings.

At this time, Tuchel, the president of the Mutual Aid Association of the Gods, was standing outside the castle, looking coldly at a ninth-level god kneeling in front of him.

"Sir President, I'm sorry..."

"The people of the beast family are too difficult to deal with... I really tried my best, but I still can't convince them..."

With fear written all over the god's face, he apologized repeatedly.

"You can't do this little thing!"

"It's just trash!"

"Do you still need to exist?!"

President Tuchel extended his hand to the front.

The ninth-level little god was shocked, the expression of fear on his face reached the peak, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Master President! Get around me!"

"You can let me do anything!"

"Go and watch the abyss!"

"do not......"

Before the ninth-level little god could finish speaking, a thunderbolt slashed down and engulfed him directly...

The strong light dissipated, leaving only a small pool of ashes in place.

This ninth-level little god, his soul and body were smashed into scum.

President Tuchel took a deep breath, and all the energy of this little god was inhaled into his body.

"too weak......"

"If you want to break through to the thirteenth level, you have to absorb at least hundreds of guys of this level..."

"Or absorb a twelfth-level..."

Thinking of this, Tuchel shook his head.

In the main world, there are not many gods of the twelfth level, and it is not that he can smoke if he wants to.

At this time, some energy fluctuations came from the sky.

A figure broke through the clouds and flew towards the main peak.

"Werner?"

Tuchel recognized the man.

He just asked Kepa to find Werner to find out about the situation, but he did not expect Werner to come over in person.

It looks like...

Something might have gone wrong!

boom! ! !

Werner fell from the sky and landed in front of President Tuchel.

The scum of the ninth-level little god was blown away directly and disappeared without a trace.

"God of War, what happened?"

President Tuchel asked directly.

"That small world... it's harder than I thought!"

"There are three gods there, the strength is around tenth level, and there are a group of eighth-level guys..."

"They also have legendary-level props in their hands."

"Our strength was suppressed and we suffered a big loss."

"Kante and Havertz died there, and I... opted for a tactical retreat."

Werner said gloomily.

Of course he wouldn't say that he was beaten and escaped.

"what!!!"

President Tuchel was stunned.

In his opinion, if Werner came out, even if the pointer of fate could not be found, at least there would be no bad news.

I didn't expect Kanter and Havertz to die!

The two of them are very useful errands in the Mutual Aid Society of the Gods...

It seems that this small world is much more complicated than I imagined.

"It's okay...don't worry too much..."

"After a while, we'll send more people over and just obliterate that world."

President Tuchel comforted.

Werner's strength is similar to Tuchel's, so Tuchel didn't dare to punish him like the ninth-level little god just now, so he could only comfort him with kind words.

"after a while?"

"Why take a while?"

"I can take someone to kill me after a day off!"