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Netheril's Glory Chapter 162

* This Chapter is Machine Translated  


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Chapter 162: Kill.
The same giant metal gates appeared one by one at all the gates of the Dolazi City Wall, and the high wall that was originally used to protect Dolazi City had now become a cage that closed everyone off.

But at this time, most of the citizens of Dolez didn’t know that they had become a sad bird in a cage. As the dark clouds grew thicker, the sky was already dark as evening just in the afternoon, and the women were still in a hurry. Collecting clothes, vendors are still loading goods on carriages, and children are still playing around in spite of the cries of adults............

At the main entrance of Dolez, a figure wearing a black robe walked towards the busy Dolez city step by step, bypassing the remaining potholes on the road, selling the raised gravel on the ground, and walking step by step towards the newly built residents. Block.

Punk committed suicide while singing a song "Song of Praise to Life" written in ancient elves. His footsteps were firm but silent, and his eyes were cold and enchanting.

He is now about to collect the last sacrifice of "Foul Foresight", and the method of collection is also very simple-catch who and kill who!

Since the plague has just passed, it will take at least three days for the investigation mission of the Dylan Kingdom to reach Dolazi City, so the punk at this time is unstoppable!

Like a lion stepping into a sheepfold, punk slowly walked towards those poor lambs who were not aware of the imminent disaster. The head of the emerald rod began to condense the brilliance of magic, one after another "kinetic energy bursts" precisely bombarded the newly constructed Buildings and...the crowd at a loss!

What kind of horror would an official-level powerhouse who hasn't stopped and taken care of if he let go of his hands and feet to kill him? If someone arrives at Dolez City now, they will understand it by comparison.

The storm in the city of Dolez has finally come!

Thunder and lightning in the sky above the dark cloud cover, a huge opening suddenly appeared in the sky from time to time, the dark clouds rolled, seeming to have been lurking around, the sky was pressing down, the clouds were getting lower and lower, and there was a faint thunder, getting closer and closer, and then the wind was getting higher The bigger it came, it finally came down with heavy rain.

The sound of destruction roared in the city, the wreckage of the house flew into the sky mixed with flesh and blood, the earth was soaked with bright red by blood, and the pouring rain couldn't hide the wailing and screams of the dying.

The purple brilliance flickered in the rain curtain, the blood-colored shots flowed through the rubble along with the raindrops, the deafening roar tore the earth, and the sharp screams pierced the sky!

Destruction is the finger that plays the movement, dancing to the heart's content on the keyboard named Dolazi City............

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I don’t know when, the violent storms that raged in Dolazi finally stopped. The bright noon sunlight penetrated through the thick clouds and formed a beam of light connecting the sky and the earth. The mirrored crystal dust swirled around these light beams slowly............

The punk breathed lightly and sat on the ruins of the lord’s castle, looking down at the ruins once named "Dorez City."

There are no more intact buildings there. A large number of large-scale high-temperature spells have burned up the wooden remains, and the destructive kinetic energy spells shredded the solid brick buildings. Now only the rubble is left. The ashes wetted by the rain and flesh and blood mixed together to present a dirty paste.

"The materials are ready, it's time to retrieve my legendary equipment."

After meditation, the punk who quickly recovered his magic power stood up, took out the wooden barrel filled with the minced meat of Bahanger and Kangkai from the ring, and then poured all the contents of the barrel on top of the ruins of the lord’s castle, letting the blood of purple and black Flow down the dirty stones.

"Soth--Ucortana--Gornovite Til..."

Punk concentrated on injecting magic power to construct a model of the spell, and then chanted an ancient spell.

At the moment the spell was completed, an extremely filthy breath came silently, that extreme filth far exceeded all the filth and rancidity in the world, and a single breath contained a kind of filth and chaos that penetrated the soul.

After feeling the kind of filth that made himself, a formal powerhouse, unbearable, punk immediately knew who the "great existence" mentioned in the spell book refers to. That is the embodiment of chaos in the multiverse. The god seat level of the law of position and half exists-the filthy bird.

After seeing this great god, punk doesn't worry about being torn apart inexplicably. Although the foul bird is a manifestation of "chaos", it is also restricted by the multiverse. It is impossible to kill for no reason. Such things as dead sacrificers.

The filthy breath slowly converged in front of the punk, and finally condensed into the form of a crow.

"Owl Owl, another creature who has made a wise choice. Choosing the power of chaos is your luckiest decision. Now, I have seen your sacrifice and follow the ancient, damn contract, you You can ask a question like me"

Listening to the filthy bird's interesting words, the punk did not look directly at him.

That kind of filthy power that soaks everything is definitely not something a formal creature can perceive, so punk immediately raised the prepared question, and there was no stubborn stubborn bird from beginning to end.

Seeing that punk's perception had converged to the extreme, the dirty bird shook his head uninterestingly, and then said in a voice that sounded disgusting:

"Owl, the corpses of two formal-level orderers, a group of pieces of ordinary orderers, and a destroyed orderly city? I am very satisfied with the sacrifice this time. I have put the information you want in it. In your mind, I look forward to your next sacrifice, Owl, Owl, remember, order is doomed to destruction, only chaos will last forever"!

After finishing speaking, the filthy bird's figure turned into a filthy breath and exploded, but it did not take anything from the corpse in the city of Dolazi. All the filthy bird wanted from beginning to end was just a large amount." The fact that "order" is destroyed!

It wasn't until the breath of the foul bird dissipated that punk once again let go of perception. Although the arrival of the foul bird has no earth-shaking coercion, it has a more terrible mystery. Punk knows that it is a kind of which she can never understand now. s things"!

"Anyway, the location of the legendary equipment has finally been found, but this spell is really cheating."

While punk was delighted to find the legendary equipment, he also bitterly complained about the "filthy foresight" cheating in his heart.

Relying on the system's exploration of the soul, punk suddenly discovered that an insignificant filthy breath had already lurked into the depths of his soul. If there is no systematic meticulous exploration, he will definitely be replaced by other sacrifices. Keep in the dark.

In addition to the characteristics that are difficult to get rid of this filthy breath, the most terrifying thing is that as the number increases, its pollution ability will rise geometrically.

If it is only one, it will not have any effect on the soul of the official level. At most, it will make you have a little insomnia. When you are promoted to the master level, a soul that has been promoted with a great realm is enough to wipe out this filthy aura.

If it is two, it is barely acceptable, although it will make you more grumpy, but when you are promoted to the legend, the spirit of the Great Leap of Realm can easily dispel the two filthy auras.

But if you reach the three realms......you don't need to wait for you to use any measures, the filthy breath will burst out of power and pollute the entire soul of a person, turning you into a complete lunatic.

"Sure enough, these guys will play insidious tricks! Dirty predicts that this spell can be used at most once, and absolutely cannot be used a third time."

Punk secretly remembered in his heart


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