Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1211

[Chapter 1203 Maixiang in Memories]

From a theoretical point of view, the trick of smiling is quite sinister, and it is indeed a troublesome thing to place two seriously injured numbers in front of punk. After all, who dares to ignore the orders of the Throne of the Sun? The caster really doesn’t want to try how the aloof “President” His Excellency will react if he does something like “hand-knife companion” or “don’t save him”.

So if the development of the situation is normal, then if there is no accident, “Destruction Whisper” will really be dragged down by these two wastes lying on the ground and rolling on the ground, and the girl gods can achieve their strategic goals. Not surprisingly.

In fact, it is precisely because she was able to formulate such a sinister strategy. From a strategic perspective, Smile is actually more experienced than punk. After all, due to the serious lack of strength, she wants to complete any plan, even if it is just To hold down an enemy of the same level can only be considered in terms of conspiracy first. All kinds of means, which are either despicable or wise, must be very familiar to the “Lady of Slaughter” who is a god.

Sounds pretty cool, doesn’t it? Feather fan scarf and turret vanished into ashes?

Don’t forget, however, that there has never been, and will never be, any strategy that is truly “seamless”.

The smile calculation has indeed been initially realized. She is now standing confidently and intending to see the emotional state of Punk, a spooky spellcaster. Anyway, in her real thoughts, the option of fighting Punk face-to-face basically does not exist. Only such “outwitness” is more suitable for a quiet lady.

However, in fact… Mage Huiyue, who was bathed in the last rays of the setting sun, did not show any so-called entanglement as she wished, and of course the smugness on the girl’s face did not last long.

Because I haven’t waited for a sneering smile that is arrogant enough but not too irritating to the enemy, the smile begins to praise his ingenuity, and an “accident” that is enough to change the expressions of the two Huiyue powerhouses is far away from the battlefield. “Abruptly” happened……

“Ow AaAaaaaaaaaaaa”!

“Boom”!

The red light flashed and the night sky lit up. Accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, there was no stopping, only to hear a sharp howl like a wild beast that suddenly erupted without warning on the fragmented land.

In an instant, a beam of light composed almost entirely of blood and blood-red energy suddenly pierced through the clouds of the Maixiang Farm plane and burst into the crystal wall of the high-altitude plane. In this blood-colored swirling beam of light, there was also a beam of light. The distorted blood-colored “humanoid” stood up staggeringly.

Undoubtedly, it was none other than the strange blood shadow who suddenly created an amazing surprise. He was the legendary warlock who had been lying on the ground quietly and fell into a coma just a second ago – “Thunderstorm”!

After being forced into a sip of Huiyue-level magical potion of unknown origin, this poor guy who can be said to have fallen into berserk mode seems to have entered a state of near-death where his soul has completely collapsed, presumably from ” The power of Sorrowful Soul, Thunder Bloodline, Ice Worm Bloodline, Legendary Soul, Legendary Virtual Soul, and Huiyue-level magical potion must have been intertwined in the blink of an eye, so in the face of this unprecedented situation The “chemical reaction” of Dittben, who could not suppress his power, finally completely lost control.

Now he is screaming up to the sky while releasing a large amount of uncontrollable and frantically boiling energy in his body. He saw that thousands of pieces of flesh and blood had already evaporated into a red mist in the high temperature, and was burned by the flame of the soul. The mad warlock of light and reason began to follow the most chaotic and primitive instinct to attack everything around him with all his strength.

But obviously, there must be only one “battle target” that is most within reach and bears the brunt in front of him, isn’t it?

That is the unfortunate and pitiful legendary mage – “Plague Box” Kesanoya!

“No… No ah ah ah ah, save me, save me, Sai An! Stop it! Dietben, Dieter, you… ah ah ah”!

“boom”!

If the first roar that resounded through the sky was still a passionate roar mixed with anger and fury, then the second piercing scream was destined to be an out-and-out scream of terror.

It’s hard to imagine how desperate the girl mage is now. She was seriously injured and unable to lie down on the ground. She could neither move her body nor make an effective resistance. Seeing that the monster that was running wildly next to her had already lifted up. The fist slammed into his head fiercely, but the poor “Plague Box” could only scream in vain for help.

Yes, this must be just a futile cry for help. Now, it is obviously impossible for the two Huiyue powerhouses who are quietly watching this bloody farce to rescue a guy who has long been characterized as “dead”, whether it is a punk with a smile on his mouth. Even the shocked smile would just silently watch her die.

So after less than two mournful screams, Kesanoya was no longer able to make any “superfluous” calls for help.

Because he was in the background of a bloody thunder, the legendary warlock who tensed his muscles and arched his body had smashed his fist on the delicate face of the girl mage.

“Boom!”

The all-out blow of the legendary professional is extremely amazing. The stratum of the Maixiang Farm plane does not have the solid rock circle of the Faerun plane as a defense. I saw that the shock wave scattered in all directions easily shattered everything in a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers. Plants, the crust of the entire theocracy began to collapse and vibrate seriously.

For a while, the air flow was turbulent, and the cracks in the sky and the ground almost converged at the point of Ditben’s heavy punch, and the “plague box” that was perfectly hit by him was directly smashed into the deep collapsed pit deep.

At this point, the dying Kesanoya finally lost the right to cry for the last time.

After all…she’s going to die.

“Cough cough, Ditben! I didn’t expect… I didn’t expect that I would die at your hands… Haha, what a failure, what a pity, if I die, wouldn’t I never… never have a chance again… Let’s taste the deliciousness of honey bread……”

The “Plague Box” with blood mixed with tears flowing down its white face couldn’t think of what to say for a while.

In fact, as a lot of bloody smells drifted away from the sensitive sense of smell, the fragrance of bread rich in wheat flavor began to become more and more clear in Kesanoya’s memory.

It is the fragrance of the wheat seedlings blown by the breeze, and it is also the movement of honey lingering and flying.

It seems…that the smell of bread, which represents a full stomach, is really unforgettable for a girl who suffered from hunger and pain when she was a child…

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh”!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Boom! !