Netheril's Glory Chapter 1094

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 Chapter 1094: Bailong..

"Are you here to play "Guess Guess"? I thought that this kind of game was no longer popular among the young children of the plane of Faerun 140,000 years ago?"?

The punk, who has no intention of guessing the good and bad news, also ignores Anthony’s "Guess Invitation" at all. Maybe it is because of the mental strain and thinking about many reasons. It is a bit professional for the pastor of the god stick. With a friendly smile on his face, the caster felt that his cynicism became more familiar than usual.

For example, at this time, his ridicule directly choked the embarrassed Pastor Morningstar.

And watching the "Destroy Whisper" with a completely expressionless face and a gloomy look in his eyes, the frowning "Clean Glow" finally shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​selling the lawsuit and said directly:

"Uh, okay, actually the "good news" I said is related to Iberfeld, did you know? Marta this guy not only went to the border farms of the Karamus Empire to purify the crops , She also cleared out several sub-lords of the abyss that were wandering around by the way......This process was not necessarily a good thing. After all, the idiots of the Sandalin Society have almost stopped opening new abyss rifts. The existing, The legendary demon who descended on the plane of Faerun can be said to be one dead but one less. The scale of victory in the war has been slowly tilting towards the Karamus Empire, but it was about two days ago, the "righteous girl" who didn't know how What he has done is really worthy of our joy."

The words happily expounded his thoughts, and Anthony, whose eyes were twinkling with brilliance, had clearly planned a new conspiracy.

Next, I saw the "good" priest of this "neutral lawful" camp, while continuing to describe the glorious record of the "valkyrie", while taking out a blank divine magic scroll from the divine magic ring and spreading it out in the dark. In the dead air.

Afterwards, he pointed to the clear image slowly emerging on the scroll and said to punk with a "friendly smile" at the corner of his mouth:

"Look at what good things our little girl found? I think she must have never thought about the consequences of her righteous act of "eradicating evil"... Anyway, I personally think that this is definitely what she found for us. What do you think is a good opportunity to advance the planning process?"

At this moment, the scroll suspended in mid-air is obviously a divine scroll. Its effect should be to present a real-time scene captured by a hidden surveillance using divine art. At this moment, the characters displayed in the scroll are a total of There are three, one is Iberfeld, the "righteous girl" who looks exhausted and a little messy with blond hair, and the other is the "little fanboy" Tuotao who is still following her to help.

These two "volunteers" with kindness and courage seemed to be rushing back to the direction of the Horaka defense line in a hurry.

However, the core events monitored by Anthony are obviously not these. The most important thing is behind them... A huge mountain-like creature that is tightly bound by several layers of scarlet bloodstains and chains is being dignified by the two faces The legendary warrior of swiftly flew while wailing bitterly and violently struggled in vain.

That is a white dragon! Legendary White Dragon!

"Twenty-third level legendary white dragon, "Princess Winter"-Seralin-Cold Tooth"?

Looking at the embarrassed behemoth in the image on the scroll with some doubts, the punk, who was not doubtful in his heart, easily recognized the identity of this guy.

Although the legendary white dragon at this time seems to have been scarred to the point of being fragmented, the position where she should have grown two pairs of wings and strong limbs has become a neat and smooth flesh and blood fracture, almost reduced to a "dragon". More than half of Seralin’s scaly armor was stained red with coagulated blood, but from the information provided by the "chairman", I saw the morning star with pictures and information about the "Princess Winter". The mage still recognized her iconic curved dragon horn at a glance.

But what is strange and unexpected now is-how can this dragon, which has 23 warlock levels, is known to be good at melee combat and agile flying, and is not low in intelligence, inexplicably become a prisoner of Iberfel?

"Our Lady Marta is looking for the stronghold of the Santarin Society to "declare war"?"

Quite surprised to ask Anthony, Punk's heart also quickly thought about how to use this time to stir up the wind and the rain.

And beside him, Anthony, who had already put away the scroll, pretended to helplessly spread his hands and explained:

"That's right, anyway, I think Ms. Seralin must feel wronged. After all, she was just flying on the border of Karamus to patrol the progress of the demon invasion as usual. According to the unspoken rules of this war, there is nothing at all. People have reasons to attack her. However, her luck is really bad. Your righteous "Valkyria" has some leisure just because of the suppression of most of the sub-lords. At the same time, she is obviously not. Acknowledge the existence of the so-called "hidden rules", so... it becomes like this."

"..."

Well, it seems that no matter how good at being an old fritters who are good at being alone, once they encounter the "unreasonable" Er Lengzi, they are completely helpless. Think about it carefully, if the red robe mage can open up a few more abyssal rifts and release a few more times. Level lord came to join the battle, does this white dragon still have a chance to escape?

However, there is no such thing in the world. Now most of the rifts in the Morningstar-level abyss that are scattered on the border of Karams have been closed by punk and Anthony. The ordinary rifts in the abyss are also due to Iberfel’s almost endless battles and scattered Tallinn. There are very few slacking fishes left by the relevant persons in charge of the meeting, so when the "valkyrie" who vowed to fight the evil to the end has the leisure to point the finger at the legendary members of the red robe mage who have never been used to "rescuing teammates", some work The old fritters who don't work hard have to pay for their perfunctory actions.

Speaking of retribution, isn’t this coming? The unlucky Princess Seralin was blowing a cold wind in the sky, singing songs, chewing elemental crystals and looking at the scenery... Suddenly someone was cut off!

“It’s nothing to be defeated. It’s the most interesting to be caught alive. It seems that Iberfeld wants to take the poor Ms. Coldtooth seriously? But with such a painful lesson, I miss old Eman. Those disobedient subordinates should not dare to continue perfunctory or even have nothing to do with them."

Reaching out and touching the smooth chin, Punk, who was still expressionless, quickly analyzed the most likely root cause of Iberfeld’s failure to "kill the evil" on the spot.

Of course, compared to the childish thoughts of the "Valkyrie", what "Destroy Whispers" is more concerned about is the specific reaction of the ordinary legendary old fritters of the Sandalin Society.

If you do this kind of fake drama, everyone will worry about it. After all, even after punk has been attacked by the lunatic Walkway once, they don’t dare to let the crevices of the morning star levels bloom everywhere around their residence, so be a white dragon. When being cut into "dragon sticks" and used as trophies to be displayed in the exhibition, will the crazy evil wizards also have the opportunity to experience the entanglement of "the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox"?

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