Netheril Glory Chapter 42: Konora destined to sink
Put’s death is meaningful. He delayed five full seconds for Punk and Kane. Although not much, it was enough for them to retreat at full speed with a full speed. Distance, those two stalkers don't want to catch up.
"Oh~, the great Mr. Putt sacrificed himself, he saved us, he is an admirable saint"!
Two people who knew that they had left the danger slowly slowed down. Kane immediately recovered from the non-tuned play attitude, only to see him play an exaggerated aria, imitating the sadness of the bard Look like "praise" Pute "sacrifice for the people"!
"You don't have to wear anything sad"!
Punk continued to run forward without looking back.
"On this major strategic defeat, the death of a weak mage is normal."
Punk's voice is as deep and cold as ever. The Gale brought by the rapid running encourages the robe to hunt. In the wilderness shrouded in moonlight, whether it is Punk or Kane, it looks like it is too fast. It is a blur of light and shadow, which makes people unpredictable!
"Okay, okay."
Kane shrugged while running, "Yes, I think too much, this night attack killed so many apprentice class players, tomorrow's battle basically loses iron, McNeesey should be burned now. , That is free to control how a little mage died."
Kane's words are cold, but they are reasonable. Although McNeesey sent out "out-of-record" hired professionals to prevent "elite" losses, these professionals are still in Cono Lacheng currently has half of the trainee-level professionals, and the enemy's strongman is already more than Konora City. Now he has lost nearly half of his "elite" in one breath. Tomorrow's city defense war is already possible Foresee how "inhumane" it is.
"Now it seems to be guarding~ I can't live for a week", Kane complained loudly, "Lao Zi fought for two days and the yarn was not exchanged. Now I'm running, I'm not working in vain." What? Is he so hot?"
Kane, who is quite lacking in fighting skills, is obviously not reconciled to this unrewarded situation.
"At least I'm busy this night, McNeely can't give us anything", Punk said lightly, he doesn't know whether the defense can continue, after all, McNeely is also an old official strong No one knows what cards they have in hand, but tossing such a night and going back must be able to get many benefits, otherwise so many professionals have paid a huge "sacrifice" for "justice" from birth to death, but McNese There is no "expression"... then all soldiers will be chilled!
Kane knows this without a doubt, and this is the reason why the two rushed back to Konora City overnight.
The night of the tender season passed quickly, and unconsciously, there was a little more morning light on the horizon, and a little glory made the city of Konola not so dark, at least... The large blood stains on the city walls were still dry Vaguely visible.
Punk The two have arrived on the hillside where they first saw Konora City. He didn’t feel sad when he stared at the broken Konora City like Kane. He looked down intently. Wearing a staff that has lost its head.
The role of the staff is to increase the magic. Except for a few of the staff designed for melee mages, most of the staff have not considered the "special" situation of facing the sharp blade directly from the beginning, Punk The staff is obviously one of the most.
Punk gently grasped the neat fracture of the staff with his hand, and a little bit of broken wood was easily crushed down. Since the staff lost its core-the moment of the staff, he lost all magic effects , And with the passage of time, the magic power once solidified in the staff also began to pass away. Punk can almost feel the magic power dissipating in the staff little by little in the air.........This is not what it is after all The advanced staff, within less than five magic hours after it was completely destroyed, it lost its peculiar hardness of stone, now.........
Punk's face was still calm and calm in the slightly dim moonlight. He gently opened his slender and clean fingers, and the finely shredded wood chips spilled out of the finger joints with only a little magical brilliance left, flying away with the wind, Falling in the dust, like a blue star sparkle in the night, beautiful and ethereal.
"Hey, I said, you won't be distressed about this broken wooden stick!"
Kane is still good at breaking the beautiful mood as always.
"I am just feeling the process of enchantment decay", Punk replied coldly, he threw the damaged staff on the ground, and the staff easily broke into several cracked pieces of wood, Punk Then he turned around without hesitation and walked to the city of Konora that had been touched by the morning light. He never looked back at the broken wooden stick.
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On the walls of Konora, McNeesey is still a deep expression of "Taishan collapses in front and does not change color", but even if he shows the "winner is in control", the kind that permeates the entire city The atmosphere is still lingering. When dawn came, only three of the 24 trainee-level professionals who went to the night raid "returned in awkwardness", even those "Kamos protectorate" who vowed to die for the high princess. "The army" can't help but feel cold, the reality is not a novel, when the enemy becomes completely invincible overnight, the instinct of the creature is more to breed the fear of "escape" than to produce the courage of "desperate"~IndoMTL.com ~Those "regular army" can barely stand on the city wall, clenching the sword dull due to the infiltration of blood, and resisting the urge to turn around and leave to make a passionate expression of "resolute loyalty to the country". "Employed" professionals... Except for a small number of middle-aged and young people who adore the princess, most other people, including Punk and Kane, who have already exchanged for an internship, have already left the city wall! Those who are a little sober have realized that this city can’t support the time when they can kill enough 50 professionals to exchange knowledge, and they have to take risks without remuneration. The most profitable professionals will do such stupid things. So they are now disguised as a destitute in a corner of the city near the gate, ready to escape from the broken ship that is destined to sink in the city of Konola.
Punk has performed magic to cover up the magical aura on his robe. Now he is hiding in a group of refugees. The clothing disguised by magic makes him look no different from those who are wearing tattered refugees, at least fool It is more than enough to live with some big-headed soldiers.
Punk kept his head down and looked at the ground, his entire face was almost covered by the shadow of the hood, he manipulated a more advanced "secret eye" to stare at the McNeely standing on the wall , I still have some doubts in my heart, because this formal mage who doesn’t look like a bad person no matter how I look at it. This muddy water that is bound to dry up is really too incompatible with the character’s “setting”.
But.........
"Not important anymore".
Punk said to himself, although he didn’t have as much knowledge as he had imagined, it’s not countless, at least.........
Punk closed his eyes and felt the more solid blue magic in the soul............
"I upgraded again"!