Chapter 1641: The blood-colored eyes hidden in the pyramid, the despair of the Red Feather Sage

"Could it be that there is a traitor?"

"Tch... you wouldn't mean that injured trash Tartaglia... or the physically weak Arlecchino?"

These two people were indeed suspicious.

However, the injuries of both were absolutely real.

Take Arlecchino for example.

If she hadn't escaped quickly, she would have been killed.

Her abdomen was directly pierced with a large hole.

Terrifying power was continuously burning her body.

As for Tartaglia, needless to say.

He had been beaten down several times after activating his Foul Legacy.

If his constitution wasn't decent.

He would have been completely scrapped long ago.

Although these two were suspicious, but... the physical weakness would definitely not lie.

And... there were Dottore's clones inside the stronghold.

For two pieces of trash to want to conquer it.

Was somewhat difficult.

At this time someone asked: "Now Su Han has used two Demon Gods, what should we do? Count on Dottore's teacher... the so-called Great Sage?"

"Profit from the struggle... our goal is not just the Scarlet King, but the place where the opponent resides... when the Khaenri'ah war broke out back then. There were quite a few guys

Who died in front of the Scarlet King's nest.

Otherwise, do you think the opponent's power would be so strong?"

"What? You mean... there are things from Khaenri'ah, lying dormant in that area... was the previous Dendro Archon so bold?"

"It's not that she was bold... but that she had no choice, because her power was too weak, and she had no way to transfer it... do you understand?"

"So that's how it is!"

After the captain mentioned it.

The crowd suddenly realized.

The Demon God War.

It was true that the Dendro Archon won the victory.

However, the opponent's strength was not very strong, relying entirely on those ancient Sages.

When those guys were all wiped out.

The result was self-evident.

The Dendro Archon also fell.

"So, we just need to wait quietly... what about Stove God Marchosius? He cannot recover his full strength... even the Vortex Demon God is nothing to be afraid of.

Just having escaped from the Geo Archon's control.

Him having 70% of his strength is already the limit.

Hmph... today is our harvest day.

Prepare the things, we will make our move in a while... when Su Han and that Scarlet King are locked in a stalemate, that will be the time for us to strike!"

"Yes..."

On the other side, deep in the rainforest.

Accompanied by the destruction of the clone.

The smug Dottore knelt directly on the ground.

"Phew... this feeling... this feeling, is my clone dead? Who... who could kill me..."

"Did the young existence die? It seems someone attacked... and didn't even send a message, this is not right... someone knows my secret."

"However, you don't know... I have many clones, hehehehe... you think my goal is the Scarlet King?"

"You are all wrong... I wouldn't even look at that level of thing... I already know where the previous Dendro Archon's power is...

I even plundered a portion of it.

Now... just making the Dendro Archon overload is enough."

In his hand was a strange potion.

This thing was the crystallization of Dottore's countless years of effort.

Stealing the power of a Demon God.

Was done by relying on this kind of thing.

And beside him, there were now many clones.

Approaching the place where the Dendro Archon was.

Fatui Harbingers.

Except for the Jester.

Most of the others acted on their own.

Everyone had their own things they wanted to do.

For example, Tartaglia wanted to challenge strong opponents, enjoying the thrill of battle and becoming stronger.

Rosalyne wanted to take revenge on the Abyss.

And the Doctor wanted to steal the power of a Demon God.

So what if they were mortals?

As long as they were crazy enough.

They could also shake the status of gods.

And now the opportunity had come!

The screen turned back to the front of the inverted pyramid.

There were only the last two left.

The Great Sage with blood-red eyes came to the black-gold pyramid, accompanied by the flying Seal of Lockdown.

The black shackles.