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Netheril's Glory Chapter 1163

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Chapter 1163: Crazy choice.

Obviously, the "Dead Wind Lantern" is still so confident in his own "Teleportation" spell. It must be in Walkway's view that his last miserable failure was simply because of the Morning Star Golem, or rather, no defense against the enemy. It was just an "offensive error", and now he seemed to think that as long as he still mastered the almost incomprehensible "teleportation", then there was nothing to be afraid of even if the magic tower next to the enemy was fighting.

Anyway, even if punk breached his contract and cheated in this guy’s thinking, he, as a freely coming and going morningstar professional, could use teleportation to quickly escape at any time. Personal safety and other "miscellaneous" details were never a "powerful spellcaster" to care about Things.

Well, that's it. Even if they were just defeated by the Karamus Empire six thousand years ago and almost "died accidentally", the lunatic mage, who was confident and never remembered, still did not learn to consider any so-called "accidents."

Lesson learned? What is it, is it delicious? Our Mr. Zuo Fan never learns a lesson.

Don't be persuaded! Just do it! Life and death depend on life and wealth. Although a guy like Walkway looks like a spellcaster, the blazing flame in his heart is a roar of a berserker...

"Doesn’t you take your own life seriously in order to seize a dagger? It is indeed a neurosis whose basic intelligence has degraded to an incurable level. It seems that this battle is destined to be better than the one in the Karamus Empire. The procrastination war is much easier."

Standing in a deadly training room, listening to the enemy's arrogant answer, looking through the image light screen at the "dead writing lantern" that is dancing around his magic tower, punk's dark golden eyes are brewing. His gaze is entirely on a "living" dead person.

Yes, from the moment he promised to participate in the gambling game, the cruel "Destroy Whisper" has actually decided to kill the morningstar mage Walker, who has thrown the net on his own territory. In his opinion, if he can pass In the gambling game, if you win the enemy arrogantly, you will be arrogant. If you really win the "Teleportation" spell model, it will definitely be a big profit.

And if Walkway’s combat effectiveness is stronger than he expected, then Punk would never mind controlling the magic tower to find a chance to explode the thin head of the "dead writing lantern"!

Besides, as for what kind of allies...

Go to his allies! The enemy ran to their door and made an appointment and talked about the Shilaozi allies? Is his "Destroy Whisper" so easy to bully? Is the "President"'s Silent Alliance so easy to bully?

Anyway, the raging spellcaster can be considered to have lost his words-unless the "Scarlet Scepter" Eman Blackjack comes in person, otherwise the "Death Lantern" must die here today!

"Old Mr. Eman really shouldn't let you out, Mr. Zuo Mi, I think you are not far away from the moment when you regret your stupid actions."

In a cold tone, he mocked his short-lived "enemy", and the punk who slowly opened the portal had silently taken out the "pale scepter" shining with bright white light from the storage ring.

"This is something no one can say for sure, isn't it? But you know, the opportunity to fight with you is that I have used pieces of self-mutilating souls for thousands of years as a threat to come in exchange for it, so I will never lose this battle!"

As if he had done something very proud of, he stood up and responded to the words of the Morning Star Mage, and Volkway's mental power fluctuations were once full of unexplained pride.

"..."

Well, a madman is a madman, and a madman cannot judge by common sense when he does things.

Hearing his own cynicism, he actually got such a "shocking" answer. The punk who originally planned to create a little pre-war tension to interfere with the opponent was choked by the words of "dead writing".

Oh my God, how unfortunate is the old Eman, the boss of the Santarin Society, to the point where he can become a subordinate of such a stubborn brain? No wonder the "Chairman" of the Silent Alliance is able to maintain a happy and patient mood when facing a group of profiteering "mercenaries" every day, because compared with the idiot Walkway, who is completely ignorant of good and bad, like "Destroy Whispers" and "Shun A white-eyed wolf like "Kill the Gun" is simply a sound-minded "three good students", okay?

As the saying goes, good intentions can't save the ghosts who are looking for death, presumably when letting go of the "dead writing lantern" to make an appointment to make a bet, the disappointed old Eman must be angry and helpless.

Or to say... Maybe since the last time the lunatic mage acted without permission in the Karamus Empire, the low-key Throne of Sunshine actually didn't want to care about the life and death of a neurotic subordinate.

Now that Walkway is so tired and crooked that he has to "give away people's heads from thousands of miles", 80% of the "scarlet scepter" who has never been a philanthropist will be treated as if he doesn't know such a mentally retarded person and let him go............

Is there anything else to say?

There is nothing more to say!

Is there any reason to not accept the gift that you send home?

After learning that Walkway and the top leader of the Red-robed Mage Guild had fallen out in such a ridiculous way, the last worries of punk were all gone. Then, I was not interested in discussing and fighting with the neurosis. "Whisper of Destruction" has entered a highly concentrated fighting state in a blink of an eye.

Now regardless of whether the "Dead Text Lantern" is a lunatic or not, the imminent war... has already begun!

"Morning Star Conjuration Magic Spell-Ball of Destruction"!

"Legendary Skills-Dual Casting".

"Morning Star Plastic Energy Spell-Space Cage"!

"Boom!"

The deafening explosion shredded the ice on the ground. The broken elemental fragments covered the white and tranquil mountains and hills like petals blooming in the early spring. The surging air wave followed the eruption of the shock wave to disperse the cloudy clouds in the sky and freeze. The confined space was overwhelmed with a creaking, piercing noise.

Obviously, the brilliance accompanied by Mira and Chica was suddenly dimmed in the wave of destruction. Punk, who had shot mercilessly, had already used the "dual cast" legendary skills he had just mastered to simultaneously put two powerful morning stars at the same time. The spell was sent to the "Dead Writing Wind Lantern".

"Sad ignorant, do you think I only have a pair of dark golden eye pupils to use for battle? Now, putting aside those dispensable external objects, let you see the stronger trump card and strength that I have. Right"!


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