Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1220

[Chapter 1212 Suicide]

Samoan is a mad believer of the evil god, even if the dark goddess he serves has actually turned into a godless machine without self-awareness due to the erosion of the priesthood, but this obviously does not affect the mad devout. Faith in one’s own gods.

According to the teachings once formulated by the God of Darkness, it is the most cowardly and intolerable performance for the believers of darkness to submit to the threat of the enemy, so even if the current morning star priest has been used by the Huiyue powerhouse with a Huiyue-level spell representing death and fall Aiming at his head, but the dark archbishop, whose eyes were trembling with fear, restrained normal creatures’ instinctive fear of death with crazy faith and piety.

There is no need for hesitation and thinking at all. In the next instant, Samoan directly activated the divine energy in his soul like crazy. He is now trying to use self-destruction to add even a little trouble to the enemy.

In fact, as early as when this unreasonable cleric received the warning with a smile, he was probably prepared to defend the “supreme” majesty of the Dark God Court by means of self-destruction!

“I am Samoan, the person who praises the darkness. I serve the goddess of darkness and spread evil in the world. The eternal night is destined to devour the entire multiverse. Come on, give me death, arrogant spellcaster, but your victory means nothing, my fall is just a new journey, and you are destined to be silent one day in the dark forever, haha, hahaha” !

“It’s an unreasonable madman. Faith is just an epitaph for cowards to deceive themselves. I didn’t expect that even in the realm of Morningstar, there will be idiots fooled by “faith”, which is really sad.”

Bathed in the gust of wind energy flow set off by the divine energy, I felt that the misty oceans were bursting with turbulent waves because of the gathering of wind and clouds. “Whispers of Destruction” doesn’t show any superfluous emotional overtones.

I saw that after the brisk wave of the understatement, a radiant and dim dark black cone shot out from the punk’s hand, and the space torn apart in an instant and the “destruction cone” of the law went through the impossible. The head of the moving morning star priest.

So after the brains mixed with soul fragments splashed into the sea water merged into the ocean current, the breath and energy that Samoan had just condensed to half came to an abrupt end.

Obviously, having lost half of his head and all his soul, he has already fallen on this vast ocean of the sea of listening to the waves. Under the watchful eyes of a Huiyue strong man, the long prelude of the morning star professional “self-destruction” is nothing but It’s a helpless joke, even before some crazy souls condense enough energy to cause an explosion, a random Huiyue-level spell attack is enough to interrupt this slow explosion.

Of course, Samoan must know that his so-called self-destruction can’t actually achieve any effect. The guy who can escape from his life is also considered to have his wish…

“The damn fool is dead, so now… this young god of weak divine power, are you going to sacrifice your life for the belief of seeing the undead like your predecessors did?”

A casual glance confirmed the death of the morning star priest. The disappointed “Whisper of Destruction” did not get too caught up in the low gain of his own. “Could it be that the weak “follower” whose body was trembling with every muscle on his body would be so stubborn?

The horror of death is always very effective. Most creatures are destined to have no choice in the face of death. Although the amount of intelligence that a weak god can know is definitely not comparable to that of a powerful morning star priest, but what about that sentence? Are you talking?

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are, and a little information is better than nothing.

Anyway, punk no longer expects his subordinates to be able to bring him any valuable information or results, so now “Destruction Whisper” has decided to take over the work of collecting intelligence after taking over the battle – due to teammates It’s too stupid. He has already taken care of everything that should be done and shouldn’t, so it’s not bad for intelligence work.

So he indifferently looked at the god Noodo, who was full of fear in front of him. At this moment, the dark golden eyes flashed coldly, and Mage Huiyue asked directly:

“Come on, tell me what you know about the Pantheon. How many great gods are still among the decision-making members of the Pantheon? How many people have you sent to oppose me this time? Smiling What are the plans? Where did the goddess of harvest and the goddess of the water element who reported the whereabouts of my subordinates to the Pantheon went? I can see that you don’t want to die, do you… That unworthy killing It is impossible for God to save you, and now your life is in my hands.”

Every word in the gloomy words, the questions of “Whispers of Destruction” all point to the heart of the Pantheon’s plan.

Although Punk doesn’t know the skills of interrogation and the art of asking questions, he believes that suspending a Huiyue-level spell “Destruction Death Cone” on the enemy’s forehead is the most efficient way to interrogate. For example, he has just witnessed a morning star priest’s The weak god of divine power, who has fallen and looks completely desperate, seems to be unable to support it.

“I…I can tell you everything I know, but…but how can you guarantee that you won’t kill me after I say everything”?

“There is no guarantee! There is no need for a guarantee. Now you obviously have only two paths to choose from. First, if you kill me immediately, you will surely die! Second: If you tell me the information, if I am in a better mood, I may take you there. Exchange some ransom with the smiling guy, which way do you want to choose?”

“…”

Well, the so-called choice is actually no choice. I believe that in the face of “sooner or later” and “immediately”, people with a slightly stronger desire to survive will choose the former, not to mention that in the words of punk, it is actually a faint Out of Noao a little more hope.

It must be admitted that “the so-called ransom demanded by the greedy Mage Huiyue and the hapless maiden god” is the only hope for this weak god at present, even if this hope is combined with the “Destruction Whisper” that resounds through the multiverse “Legendary Killer”. “The title of “how to think about how slim, but… even a little bit of hope is worth fighting for.