Seer: An Ordinary Little Pirate

"He tricked me again. What a cunning fellow."

"I'm annoyed," Marius said.

The Elf Kings had been plotting from the very beginning, giving them a significant advantage, but in the end, they still couldn't stop Wesker.

"Hmph, you and Kold ruined my plans last time, this time I'll get my revenge with interest! Let's see who I start with."

Wesker's gaze swept across the room, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being watched by a gloomy, venomous snake.

Wesker's hyper-evolution is extremely dangerous!

"My Lord Elf King, what is the approximate level of this Evil Emperor?"

Wu Erqi asked in a low voice.

Marcius recalled briefly and said, "Ten thousand years ago, the Evil Emperor fought against the Battle-type Elf King, Arslan, and the battle ended in a draw."

"A Fighting-type Spirit King? Is he strong? Is he as powerful as you?"

Isengard inquired.

Marsius glanced at him, and Wu Erqi quickly covered his mouth.

"The child is young and doesn't know any better, so please don't mind him."

Wu Erqi thought to himself, "Isn't this obvious?"

Marsius struggled for a long time before gaining a slight advantage against Saft, and the Evil Emperor was the master of the Five Emperors. Considering all this, Marsius was definitely no match for the Evil Emperor.

Marsius didn't dwell on these things and honestly said, "With Wesker's current strength, I'm no match for him."

"Wesker is too powerful now. Don't engage him rashly. I'll hold him off. You all retreat first!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Marsius finished speaking, two voices came out at the same time.

"Withdraw? Did you ask me first?"

"Withdraw? Why withdraw?"

The two who made the sounds looked at each other at the same time, their eyes blazing with intense fighting spirit.

"I think this guy is all talk and no action; he's really all show!"

Taklin roared, his dragon soul erupting from his back, and charged straight at Wesker, swinging his iron fist.

"furious!"

Wesker was also enraged. Even the Elf King had to avoid his sharp edge under his pressure, yet this stupid dragon dared to utter such arrogant words.

He gathered immense evil spiritual power and unleashed the Nine Netherworld Evil Soul Annihilation.

With a loud bang, Taklin screamed as he was blasted away by the enormous impact, crashing heavily into the underground palace wall.

However, the next second, Taklin suddenly stood up, blood spurting from his nostrils.

"It doesn't hurt! It's nothing serious!"

Wu Erqi swallowed his words of concern.

He could tell that Taklin was putting on a brave face, but the fact that Taklin could still hold on meant that there was no danger.

"You survived my full-force attack? The dragon race is really... full of idiots like you!"

Wesker finally remembered Taklin; among those who besieged him back then was this stupid dragon, but it had been so long that he hadn't thought of it for a moment.

"It doesn't hurt, right? I'll send you to a world without pain soon!"

Wesker's power surged once more, intent on killing Taklin.

"You think your grandfather was raised to be easily frightened!"

Taklin activated the dragon soul energy, and the red soul shadow behind him shone brightly, dyeing half of the underground palace dark red.

"You guys, sigh!... Destruction type, switch!"

Marsius was also annoyed by the dragon's impulsiveness, but now he had no choice but to go for it.

"Me too! Thor—Double Annihilation Slash!"

Thor Rayleigh unleashed his inner energy, and a lightning bolt crackling with destructive power coalesced on his arm.

The electricity he emitted surprised even Marsius, who then realized he had underestimated this electric kid; he was far more powerful than he had anticipated.

And that giant dragon, though too reckless, its blood and energy were worthy of the name of the dragon race.

It seems... we can win!

"Damn it, beat him! There are so many of us, even if we all spit on him, we can drown him!"

Wu Erqi cursed angrily and activated the Trinity System, switching out the Machine Soul Cannon and condensing a laser cannon above his head.

The other spirits followed suit, gathering their most powerful attacks.

"I'll show you what a gap really means!"

Seeing this, Wesker immediately changed tactics, gathering his most powerful move.

"Silent Wrath of Ten Thousand Fiends!"

Behind Wesker, concentric white rings resembling the ribs of demons stood before him, rapidly forming countless small arrays. Within these small arrays, demon heads were quickly born, emitting devilish low moans.

Guided by Wesker, ten thousand malevolent demon heads flew in all directions, attacking everyone simultaneously.

Wesker himself was shocked by the power of this move; it was a hundred times stronger than his Soul Dispersion Blood Devouring Array!

However, Wesker still lost. He overestimated his own strength. His vision and combat experience were far from sufficient. He really thought that he would be invincible if he mastered the power of the Evil Emperor.

He was ultimately not a true evil emperor, much less a king like the Heavenly Evil Dragon King who looked down upon the world.

Wesker was thrown out, and because the underground palace also collapsed in the explosion, he was not stopped by the palace walls like Taklin had been, but was blown away directly.

"Catch up with him, don't let him get away!"

Wu Erqi was protected by Gai Luolin at the last moment, and his condition was actually quite good. Once the smoke and dust stopped obscuring his vision, he started shouting.

The others, recovering from the shock of the explosion, followed Wu Erqi and chased after Wesker.

After their last exchange, they were all full of confidence. This time, they were determined to defeat Wesker. Even if they couldn't eliminate him, they would at least force him back to his original form and destroy his evil emperor cultivation!

However, Wesker did not escape as expected. He stood alone above the imperial tomb, his evil aura emanating from him, causing his robes to flutter in the wind.

"Wesker, are you ready to die?"

Seeing Wesker's behavior, Wu Erqi wondered what he was up to, so he provoked him with words.

"Waiting to die? From beginning to end, the only ones who are going to die are you."

Wesker scanned everyone: Marsius, Ray, Taklin, Terry, and oh, that kid secretly using the power of chaos—he marked them all with his eyes.

"Now, all of you, go to your deaths!"

With that, Wesker waved his hand, opening a spatial portal above the imperial tomb.

This spatial passage was different; it had a very strong suction force, and Wu Erqi was sucked in before he could make any effective resistance.

"Two seven!"

Several different voices were heard at the same time, but before they could make a decision—whether to jump into the space portal to save Wu Erqi or to insist on not being sucked in—the space portal made the choice for them.

Everyone, including Marsius, was swallowed into the space tunnel by the rapidly increasing suction force.

"What is this place?"

A magnificent palace comes into view, with a golden-red carpet laid in the center that extends all the way to the palace gate.

On either side of the palace stands a towering pillar, with a large blue gem suspended between them, radiating a gentle energy.

The entire environment gives people a sense of holiness, majesty, and vitality, making one feel that the owner of this palace must be a great god-king.

Wu Erqi visited the Temple of the Gods, and his assessment was: The Temple of the Gods is still too simple.