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Netheril's Glory Chapter 1185

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Chapter 1185: Weak Warlock.

The "Plague Box" was completely unscathed, so she was still stunned and shocked at the punk Huiyue-level professional level, but Dieter, who stood next to her and suffered from the pain of the soul for three thousand years, could not wait any longer. Now, this bloodshot and hoarse voice Warlock only wants to find someone to help him as soon as possible.

I believe that when seeing a powerful luminous moon spellcaster arrive, Mr. "Thunderstorm" who has been unlucky from beginning to end must have felt a kind of joy like a life from desperation. After all, the time when he lost all his power and was immovable was a real deal People are unbearable.

So before Kesanoya could say hello politely, Dittben, who was confused and unclear in his speech, tried his best to stand up and tell punk:

"Dear... Honorable Master Huiyue, I am one of the legendary members of the "Executors", the legendary Warlock "Thunderstorm" Ditben Akama, the Pantheon...the Pantheon. A morning star priest and three weak divine gods launched a despicable attack on the plane of "Hemenido" where I lived. Although I was lucky enough to escape my life, I was seriously injured. During the operation, I have temporarily suppressed the further deterioration of the wound, but now my soul self-healing ability has completely failed. I need your help, very urgent..."

I finished all the things I wanted to say in a succinct breath. The panting "thunderstorm" for the next second swayed and limped beside the stone pillars of the temporary camp like a sickly boy who ran five kilometers in one breath.

It seems that although this guy claims that he has successfully prevented the wound from getting worse, in fact his injury has increased a lot during the three thousand years of waiting time. Now if it is not for the spells of the punk prophecy system, the "thunderstorm" can be clearly determined. The soul has reached the legendary level, and it is impossible to determine that the critically ill patient in front of him is a professional based on the superficial perception of "Destroy Whisper"!

It must be admitted that the legendary warlock who sweats profusely with just a few words is too weak. This weakness originating from the soul level once made his soul fluctuations unable to be successfully discerned by anyone. This situation is enough to prove What a dangerous life-and-death frontier that miserable Dieter was on!

Morningstar level attacks are not so easy to resist. Just as the legendary warlock himself said, he now needs punk’s help very urgently. If the dying state of knife-point dancing like him is still in a thousand years Without proper treatment... the lingering energy of the strange laws will completely shred a fragmented soul, and the fall of a powerful professional will be doomed!

"..."

Subordinates of "President"? The legendary member of the "executors"? My colleague? The third group of "thunderstorms"? A troublesome guy brought a troublesome news. I didn't expect that I had just finished promotion, and these horrible things have already followed one after another."

Staring blankly at Dietburn, who was lying on the ground and vented more and less inhaled, the punk who stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples only felt that his hard-earned good mood had been swept away in a flash.

He knew that the decision made by the "guildmaster" before he left would definitely affect the situation of the entire multiverse. He also knew that the impact of the great sun war that took place in the Karamus Empire would never be possible. It was as simple as destroying one twentieth of the surface of Faerun's plane.

Check it out now! If all the information that Dieter said is true, then the Pantheon has already attacked the legendary members of the "executors" first!

However, the huge Alliance of Silents and even the Santarin Society named "Allies" actually "Jackals" did not respond to this. It is not difficult to guess if the "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm" did not come to the plane of Faerun in time to find themselves. Morning Star Tower, then now the two of their "weakest executors" will probably die in the cold astral space!

"In this way, the position of the so-called "temporary reviewer" is not only bad, but also a bit hot! No wonder the "guild leader" gave me so generously to give me so much knowledge of Huiyue level, even the precious Huiyue killer moves. "Give it away" directly... Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world."

In his heart, silently sighing the "guildmaster"'s good calculation of squeezing the labor force, the punk who reluctantly shook his head still used a "mage's hand" to lift the "thunderstorm" very lightly on the surface.

Now that you have the "money" under the crown of the Yaori throne, you can't do things too perfunctorily, and the "colleagues" who should be saved should not be left alone.

What's more, punk still needs to survive Dieter to provide himself with more information about the Pantheon. He is really a little curious about where the gang of gods with severely reduced combat power got the confidence to take the initiative!

"Follow me, "Plague Box", I still have something to ask you."

Dittben, who was half asleep and half awake like a balloon, walked towards his magic tower, and the order that punk issued to Kaisanoya was not polite.

"Okay...Okay, Mr. "Destroy Whisper", alas, I'll just follow...

Hearing the unrelenting and clear instructions from Master Huiyue, the girl mage who just wanted to pretend to be a transparent person and stay in the temporary camp just froze for a moment and had to sigh helplessly while trotting two steps to follow the punk back. .

When "Whisper of Destruction" was an ordinary legendary professional, Kesanoya would already feel uncomfortable because of being close to this gloomy spellcaster. Now punk has become a Great Moon Master and has to follow The "Plague Box" behind the other party felt as if a deep sense of ignorance was slowly wrapping up every inch of his soul.

It was a kind of inexplicable fear, and it was a kind of coldness that could not be blocked by clothing. Such a feeling as if it were close to the "danger" itself made the girl mage who couldn't laugh have a kind of nakedness. The illusion of helplessness in the ice and snow.

Although the "Plague Box" repeatedly told herself that these abnormal sensory experiences were just the reason that the "Dark Golden Eyes" once imprinted her mind, but in fact, Kesanoya has always vaguely understood her fear. It's not just a pair of eye pupils that are not looking at him at all.

What she has always feared... is other more terrifying and inevitable... "Future"!

"..."

By the way, due to the rush of fleeing, the restless girl mage is still wearing that gorgeous boss lady's dress that looks like a spellcaster.

End of this Chapter

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