Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1189

[Chapter 1181 Weak Warlock]

The “Plague Box” was completely unscathed, so she was still in a daze because she was shocked by the professional level of the punk Huiyue, but Dieter, who had suffered from the pain of her soul for three thousand years, couldn’t wait. Now, this bloodshot-eyed, hoarse-voiced Trumpchi Warlock just wants to find someone for help as soon as possible.

I believe that Mr. Thunderstorm, who has been unlucky from beginning to end, must have felt a sense of joy when he saw the arrival of a powerful Huiyue caster. People are unbearable.

So before Kesanoya finished greeting politely, Dietben, who was confused and inarticulate, tried his best to stand up and tell Punk:

“Dear…Dear Mage Huiyue, I am one of the legendary members of the “Executors”, the legendary warlock “Thunderstorm” Ditben-Akama of the twenty-fourth level, the Pantheon…the Pantheon’s A Morning Star cleric and three weak gods launched a vile attack on the plane of “Haminidor” where I lived. I narrowly escaped but was seriously injured, despite the presence of Lady “Plague Box”. I have temporarily suppressed the further deterioration of the wound during the operation, but now my soul’s self-healing ability is completely ineffective, I need your help, very urgent…”

After succinctly saying all the things he wanted to say in one breath, the panting “thunderstorm” swayed and collapsed next to the stone pillars of the temporary camp like a sickly young man who had run five kilometers in one breath.

It seems that although this guy claims that he has successfully prevented the deterioration of the wound, in fact, his injury has aggravated a lot during the three thousand years of waiting time. Now, if it is not for the spell of the punk prophecy department, 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 me is a professional based on the superficial perception “Destruction Whisper”!

It must be admitted that the legendary warlock, who was sweating profusely after just saying a few words, is too weak. This kind of weakness originating from the soul level once made his soul fluctuations unable to be successfully identified by anyone. This situation is enough to prove that What a perilous frontier of life and death the miserable Dietben is on!

Morningstar-level attacks are not so easy to resist. As the legendary warlock himself said, he desperately needs the help of punk now. If his dying state of dancing with the tip of a knife is still in a thousand years. Without proper treatment…the lingering strange law energy will completely tear apart a broken soul, and the fall of a powerful professional in Jieshi will be doomed!

“…”

A subordinate of the “chairman”? 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 made the cut, and all these nasty things had already followed.”

Staring blankly at Dietben, who was slumped on the ground with more air and less air, Punk, who stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples, only felt that his hard-won good mood had been swept away in an instant.

He knew that the decision made by the “President” before he left would definitely affect the situation of the entire multiverse, and he also knew that the impact of the blazing sun war that happened in the Karamus Empire would never be possible. It’s as simple as destroying one-twentieth of the surface of Faerûn.

Check it out now! If the information Ditben said is true, then the Pantheon has already attacked the legendary members of the “executors” first!

However, the huge Alliance of the Silent Ones and even the Zhentarim Society named “Allies” who are actually “Jackals” still did not respond to this. It is not difficult to guess that if “Plague Box” and “Thunderstorm” did not come to Faerun in time to find themselves. The morning star tower, then now their two “weakest executors” will probably die in the icy astral space!

“It seems that the position of the so-called “temporary reviewer” is not only difficult to hold, but also a bit hot! No wonder the “chairman” gave me so much knowledge of Huiyue level so generously, and even the precious Huiyue ultimate move. It was “gifted” directly… There is really no free lunch in the world.”

In his heart, he sighed silently about the “chairman”‘s good plan to squeeze the labor force. Punk, who shook his head helplessly, still used a “mage’s hand” to lift the “thunderstorm” lightly on the surface.

Since he has taken the “money” from the Throne of Shining Sun, he can’t be too perfunctory, and the “colleague” who should be saved should not be left alone.

What’s more, Punk still needs the surviving Dietben to provide himself with more information about the Pantheon. He is really curious about where the gang of gods who have been severely reduced in combat power got the confidence to take the initiative!

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

Ditben, who was half asleep, was led to his magic tower like a balloon, and the order that Punk issued to Kesanoya was not polite at all.

“Okay…Okay, Mr. Destruction Whisper, alas, I’ll just follow…”

Hearing Master Huiyue’s unforgiving instructions, the girl Mage who just wanted to pretend to be a transparent person and continue to stay in the temporary camp just froze for a moment and had to sigh helplessly and trot two steps to keep up with Punk’s back. .

When “Whispers of Destruction” was still an ordinary legendary professional, Kesanoya would have been uncomfortable getting close to this spooky spellcaster. Now Punk has become an archmage of Huiyue and has to follow up with him. The “Plague Box” behind the other party felt as if a deep sense of ominousness was slowly wrapping every inch of his soul.

It was a kind of inexplicable fear, and it was a kind of Sen Luo chill that could not be covered by clothes. Such a feeling of being close to the “danger” itself once made the girl mage who couldn’t laugh at a naked feeling. The illusion of helplessness in the ice and snow.

Although the “Plague Box” repeatedly told himself that these abnormal sensory experiences were just because the pair of “Dark Gold Eyes” had branded him with a mental seal, in fact Kesanoya had always vaguely understood that her fear It’s not just the source of a pair of pupils that are not looking at him at all.

What she has been afraid of… is the other, more terrifying and inevitable… “the future”!

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By the way, the restless maiden mage is still wearing that gorgeous proprietress dress that doesn’t look like a spellcaster because of the rush to escape.