Netheril Glory Chapter 57: Withering flower and breakthrough
In this world, there are always things that are unexpected and unexpected. There are always countless predictions in the future, but the "result" that is ultimately pointed to is often beyond your expectations!
Just when the gold coins in Punk's hands were driven towards the eyebrows of the stalker girl by strong kinetic energy, a fleeting black cold light also blasted from the tip of the enemy's lips, even if they were far away Distance, Punk can also feel the violent toxin smeared on the sharp steel needle, which is a terrible poison that secretly feels cold in the heart even when wearing solid mage armor!
"However......... It is meaningless to fail to hit people's poison needles".
Punk knows that this is the enemy's last desperate blow, and the surprisingly hidden device in the mouth can be said to be the standard for all stalkers. How can Punk as a prudent mage fail to guard against it?
Actually, when he saw the enemy falling to the ground, and there seemed to be no counterattack, Punk was already secretly alert to the "last attack". Now he sees the poison needle piercing the air and winding the black smoke. Flying faster than the sniper rifle bullet, Punk activated the "secondary skewed position" on the robe very calmly, calmly lamenting in the heart that "magic items are really easy to use" Punk didn't realize this time at all , My own response is so effective and... deja vu!
For professionals, death is like a wind, and it always accompanies me!
For ordinary people, death is like night, like shadows.
But for those who have already died, death is like a sudden death, suddenly...……
When Punk suddenly found something wrong and turned around, Princess Nasiya had fallen to the ground.........
Some people say that death is nothing more than a silent parting. Even if a person is responsible, or blessed by a message, she is like everyone else, the same breath, the same thoughts, the same in the dark Sinking... Sometimes death may be another way of relief. From then on, there is no longer any pressure and responsibility to pursue, just like we can't see the decay of the corpse, nor have the mind to feel fresh. Life turns into dead bones, and I don’t expect to see who is crying at that solemn and solemn funeral, and who is laughing happily... In fact, sadness and laughter are nothing to the dead. What is the meaning, blue heart, beating clang without sunlight, coagulated blood, but unable to condense the emptiness and deadness that flows out continuously, and scars that have never been healed, begin to rot, eroded by darkness, perfect The whole world with innocent white skin can no longer feel the warmth, this is death, like scattered flowers, sad and dull!
The strong princess Nathia lay down on the ground under the golden stream of the surrounding light, and the black steel needle was obliquely inserted in her chest, and the violent toxin accompanied the death of the rose pattern from her grace. Climbed up from her collarbone.........
She died, with her mother’s expectation, with the blessing of McNessie, with the sacrifices of the soldiers, with the revenge and dreams she vowed to complete, died in this dark and nameless wood, The beauty and responsibility in the world may give her the courage to survive, but she cannot bring her the power to fight death...
Punk looks at the dead princess and feels the trial-eye contract that was automatically cancelled due to the death of the contract object. Rarely stunned, not only the joy of lifting the troubled contract, but also a kind of lingering A sense of absurdity-That Princess Her Royal Highness who has carried somehow I miss and how many missions I must complete just died? Or was it accidentally killed by the poison needle that was biased by yourself?
Gently lift Nasya’s body with the hands of a master. The princess who is not a devout disciple is not eligible to enter any kingdom of gods. Her soul has been swallowed up by the river of endless destiny... …Punk has done his best, but no one can think of such an accident, even the harsh and severe judgment eye can't say anything.
Put the princess’s cold body on the ground, he felt psychologically disorganized for a time, and his powerless life was so fragile and sad, even if she had no less missions and dreams, even if she had a stronger will and Character is no match for the puncture of a small poison needle, this is the reality-absurdly ridiculous! Reasonably cruel!
"Those dead fighter Nen, as well as the Master Minesi who have sacrificed their great future and even took their lives, are their efforts meaningful?"
Punk looked at the princess’s cold and dead body with complicated eyes, and asked herself this question without any emotional fluctuations!
"The answer is..."
In the eyes of Punk, the confusion flashed through, and he whispered to himself:
"............ meaningful, their efforts are meaningful, but this meaning is not on the princess, and on themselves, their lethal behavior itself is the meaning of their death, which represents them I have done my best, as for the result afterwards...that is the princess's "meaning" instead of their "meaning"!
The entire quiet woods are silent because of the withering of beautiful flowers, but the operation of everything will not stop for a moment, the sad people continue to sorrow, the dancing people continue to dance!
The happy Punk is a good proof...……
The moment when he wanted to understand the problem, he only felt that his whole soul was suddenly bright, and he successfully distinguished the "meaning" of entanglement. This sense of enlightenment and accomplishment finally became the last straw for Punk to break through the bottleneck, his soul. At this moment, it seems that the whole world is revealed in front of you. Punk can even feel the fluctuation of space and latitude, and feel the "sound" of all things!
The realm of a formal master, Punk has reached!
The deceased continues to sink in the dark graves, but the rising star is still bright!
opened his deep eyes, and his blue pupils, with a little purple radiance lingering, seemed to carry the endless world of the world, drunk and ethereal.........
savoring the magic that is full of incredible, feeling the soul that has undergone qualitative transformation, Punk rejoiced slightly raised his mouth, although he hasn’t learned any formal magic yet, but has a formal soul to cast spells, even The trainee-level magic has also gained incredible power. For example, catapult, which was originally only the power of anti-equipment sniper rifles, now Punk can be sure ~ IndoMTL.com ~ its strength is definitely more than the electromagnetic gun in science fiction movies!
And now, with the soul strength of the formal mage and powerful and outrageous control, the magic below the formal level can be instantaneous, and can even be used as many as the super magic skills are learned at the same time, although these are limited to Low-level magic, but it is enough to see how unbelievably powerful the official-level powerhouse is.
calmed down the joy in her heart, Punk finally glanced at the princess who fell to the ground, her body is likely to hide a secret worthy of Prince William’s endless pursuit, but Punk is not the protagonist of those fantasy novels, even if the heart does Somewhat curious, but did not reach the point where I had to understand it... As for the many Camos people who were looking forward to the rescue of Her Royal Highness, and the poor Queen, who was waiting for the news of the return of Nasya, and the death of McNeesey The previous request and entrustment, Punk said very calmly-shut me up!
I am glad that I can get a lot of knowledge (the princess is dead, the task does not need to be done, and the rewards have been obtained) Punk is now in a very happy mood. He decided to go to the Kingdom of Dylan and get a big one. Enclose the land, build a rudimentary mage tower as much as possible, and carefully study for decades (formally strong youth permanently, life expectancy 1000, Punk half elf bloodline plus 1000), lay the theoretical foundation of the official level mage, and start planning more difficult The road to promotion............Think carefully, what you have to do is gone!
As for the ghost of the Kingdom of Camos... I thought that Prince William would have achieved his purpose and would not provoke a formal strongman across the country...
"So, a new show is about to be staged"!
Punk walked into the woods calmly and happily, and walked towards the Kingdom of Dylan, as for the body of the dead princess......... Who has leisure time for her!