Chapter 220 Who is the fat sheep?

While Chris was still drinking, a group of gods surrounded the corner of the tavern, and the leader was a superior god.

"Cheerhaug, are you sure this red-haired chick is just a median god?"

Among these god-level guys, asked.

"Hey, I am a super-level god-powered man after all. Although I have not integrated any mystery, the soul of the fire-based law is still unique, and it is impossible to make a mistake!"

The person who answered the fat man's question was a strong man with red hair and a half-legged armor.

By the way, when the rules of heaven and earth shape the divine body, they usually refer to the original body shape of the god.

However, it will also take into account the needs of combat, and generally shape the divine body of the gods into a relatively symmetrical manner.

Like Cliff, the body is a huge silver metal mountain range.

Although the rules of heaven and earth refer to some characteristics of the mountains, Cliff's divine body is shaped very tall and powerful.

Due to the fate rules of cultivation and his original nature, Rick always has an inexplicable intuition.

Among these god-level players, there is another gangster, "Besides, we don't do anything in the city. Rick, you are good at everything, just too cautious."

If Lei Mo was here, he must be very curious about what this fat man's deity looks like?

"Chelhoug said it right. How strong is it to make him unable to detect the god-level power of his soul?"

A few eyeliners were left in the tavern, observation posts were left near several gates in Clay City, and ambushes outside the city were also laid out.

This also refers to the model of large commercial complexes, which not only collects more information, but also promotes each other.

Chelhaug practices the fire law, and may be influenced by the fire law, so Chelhaug's style of doing things is always more reckless.

Chelhaug was not dissatisfied with Rick's decision. Anyway, this has been happening all these years.

Chelhaug also understands his shortcomings. Although he is a superior god, he basically follows Rick's opinions on major matters.

Although mistakes often occur, everyone still trusts Rick's judgment very much. It doesn't matter if he is wrong, it's enough to be correct once.

"Then keep a close eye on other hunters. Chelhaug, you are also a five-star demon, much better than ordinary superior gods."

Rick's entire hunting squad had nothing to do.

"No, no, things are not that simple. You still have to make a long-term plan for this matter, or wait and see first."

If we had to follow Chelhaug's decision, the entire team would have ceased to exist long ago.

And when those involved in Rick's fate are god-level powerful people, including super strong people among the superior gods.

It may be due to strength, and Rick is still just a median god now.

But he almost never listens to this guy's big decisions.

Clay City, Nether Castle, and Chris, who looks like a red-haired girl, are still wandering leisurely, experiencing the rare tranquility in the underworld.

Rick's intuitive judgment is still there? Although it is not so accurate, it can also show the extraordinary nature of Rick's body.

The rules of fate have no predictive power, and some are various strange applications of soul attacks.

But at the god level, this ability to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck has not improved, but has declined.

Therefore, in normal times, Rick also respects Chelhaug's opinions more.

If it is not up to Rick's analysis, it depends entirely on the intuition of fate and instinct.

Rick has always done a good job. Although there are occasional misjudgments, more decisions are correct, allowing the team to avoid several life and death crises. Chelhog is sincerely admired this.

There is no intention of communicating information among several gods. The city is too big and there are many gates. Who can squat a fat sheep depends on luck.

Given Rick's previous judgment, Chelhaug and other players chose to follow Rick's decision.

Chelhaug is the combat power in the team, and the fire law has extremely strong attack ability.

While Rick and Chelhoger were planning the death lord Chris, several other robbers had already begun to act.

Whether it is material attack or soul attack, they are very powerful, and material defense is a shortcoming.

Fatty Rick frowned, and did not agree with his companions' words or blame him. He still thought carefully.

Rick's eyes were full of wisdom, but in fact he had no idea.

And this intuition is actually very unreliable, for no reason, and often makes mistakes.

In fact, even if Netherworld Castle does not hand over control and the domineering dominance of Death Lord Chris, it will not allow such a huge force to develop freely in the underworld.

"But Rick, if we don't keep an eye on her right now, it's not our turn!"

But it won’t really shape Cliff into a human-shaped mountain. How can he fight without hands and feet? Will he smash it?

What's more, Rick's judgment has been tested by practice and has saved everyone more than once.

"If it's a fat sheep, it's not impossible for us to take action to deal with the lost hunter."

"Not only that, I feel palpitations when you say you want to rob this red-haired girl."

"Okay, since you think it's inappropriate, then wait and see!"

"Well, this artifact is quite unique. It can actually shrink into a ball, or a material defense artifact?"

Walking around Nether Castle, the Lord of Death, Chris was still wondering why the original owner of Nether Castle was so conscious of the current affairs?

If the red-haired girl is really a fat sheep, if Rick and their hunting team don't take action at the first time, the chances behind will be slim.

Rick is just a median god with the rules of fate, but he has become the leader of this group of god-level people, relying on his cautious and smart brain.

Fatty Rick expressed his decisions and feelings, and looked at Chelhaugh again.

If you really want to collude, it will be difficult to distribute the spoils at that time, and it will be difficult to tell who will make a great contribution.

On the third floor of Nether Castle, the magical item area, Chris stared at the silver ball in front of him and fell into deep thought.

With such a premise, this guy's divine body is still so fat, which shows that the body must be even more exaggerated.

Rick's strange intuition is the strongest in the sacred realm, and he can always avoid misfortune.

But Rick's original body is special and he can always create a strange intuition out of thin air.

Time is set back a few days ago.

"Hmph, this Nether Castle is also strange. It actually took the initiative to hand over control. I will appoint the lords of all cities?"

Unlike the original world, now, whether it is the Demon Castle, the Holy Temple, the Elf Temple, or the Nether Castle, it takes into account a series of functions such as strength assessment, goods transactions, and currency exchange. It is a comprehensive place and is no longer only responsible for strength assessment.

Panlong Edition Comprehensive Commercial Center has almost completed all its business, which seems to have distracted energy, but in fact it is all about collecting strange objects and supreme divine tokens.

With so many robbers targeting Chris, what did she do and attracted the attention of such robbers?

The product nameplate reads:

The artifact armor has a certain ability to attack materially and can change its shape and is especially suitable for use by divine beasts.

Whether it is the main body or the divine body, it can be protected by armor in all aspects!

It is said that it was created by the Lord of Destruction of Hell, and the price is: 80 million Nether Stones.

"The Lord of Destruction, and invented magical armor? What a magical guy!"
Chapter completed!