Netheril Glory Chapter 162: Killing

The same giant metal gates appeared at all the gates of the Dorez City Wall, and the high wall that was originally used to protect the Dorothy City now became a closed cage for everyone.

But at this time, most of the Dolez city dwellers did not know that they had become a sad bird in a cage. As the clouds grew thicker, the sky was already as dark as the evening in the afternoon, and the women were still there. Collecting clothes in a hurry, the vendors are still loading the goods in the carriage, and the children are still playing in spite of the slap of the adults.........

At the main entrance of Dolezi, a figure in black robe walked towards the busy city of Dolezi step by step, bypassing the remaining potholes on the road, selling the raised gravel on the ground, and stepping towards the just Newly built residential blocks.

Punk Qingsheng hummed a song "Praise for Life" written in the language of the ancient elves. His steps were firm but silent, and his eyes were chilling and embarrassing.

He is now about to collect the last offering of "Filthy Prophecy", and the method of collection is also very simple-catch who kills who!

Because the plague has just passed, the investigation mission of the Kingdom of Dylan will take at least three days to reach the city of Dorez, so Punk at this time is unstoppable!

Like a lion stepping into the sheepfold, Punk slowly walked towards the poor lambs who were not aware of it, the head of the Emerald Staff began to condense the magical glory, and one after another the "kinetic energy burst" precise blast The newly-built building and... the bewildered crowd!

What kind of horror would it be if an official strong man who didn’t take care of it didn’t take care of it, if he let go of his hands and feet to kill him? If someone arrives in the city of Dorez now, it will be better understood.

The storm in Dorez has finally arrived!

In the sky covered by dark clouds, there was a thunder and lightning. From time to time, the sky showed a huge opening. The dark clouds rolled as if they were lurking all around. It was dark and pressured. The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and finally came down with heavy rain.

The sound of destruction roared in the city. The wreckage of the house was mixed with flesh and flew to the sky. The blood drenched the ground with bright red. The pouring rain could not cover the wailing and wailing of the dying.

Purple brilliance flashed in the rain curtain, **** bursts of light flowed through the rubble along with the raindrops, the deafening roar ripped the ground, and the sharp, screaming pierced the sky!

Destroy is the finger that plays the movement, dancing on the keyboard called Dolez City…………

——————The dividing line——————

I don’t know when the storms that raged in the city of Dolezi finally stopped. The bright sun at noon penetrated the thick clouds, forming a beam of light connecting the heavens and the earth, and the crystal clear dust that was mapped slowly circulated around these beams of light... ………

Punk gasped and sat on the ruins of the lord’s castle, overlooking the ruins once known as "Dorez".

There are no more intact buildings there. A large number of large-scale high-temperature magic burned out the wooden debris. The destructive kinetic energy magic shattered the solid masonry building. The current rubble ruins are only The remaining ash and the flesh wetted by the rain mixed together to show a dirty paste.

"The materials are ready, it's time to retrieve my legendary equipment."

After meditation quickly recovered the magic Punk stood up, took out the wooden barrel filled with the bahamn and conkai minced meat from the ring, and then poured all the contents of the barrel on top of the ruins of the lord’s castle, let the purple Black blood ran down the dirty stones.

"Suo Si-U Kotana-Gornovetil........."

Punk devotes his full attention to the magic to construct the magic model, and then whispers ancient spells.

In the moment when magic was completed, an extremely filthy breath came quietly. The ultimate filth far exceeded all the filth and rancidity in the world. A little breath alone has a kind of filth that penetrates into the soul. With confusion.

After feeling the kind of filth that made him an official-level strongman unbearable, Punk immediately knew who the "great existence" in magic was referring to, which was the embodiment of chaos in the multiverse. There is another level of the Semi-rule of the Theo-filthy bird.

After seeing this great **** again, Punk is not worried that it will be inexplicably shredded. Although the foul bird is a manifestation of "chaos", it is also restricted by the multiverse. It is impossible to make Such a thing as killing an sacrificer for no reason.

The filthy breath slowly converged in front of Punk, and finally condensed into the form of a crow.

"Liao Xiao, another creature who made a wise choice. Choosing the power of chaos is your luckiest decision. Now, I have seen your sacrifice, following the ancient, **** Contract, you can ask me a question like me"

Listening to the words of interest from the foul bird, Punk did not look directly at each other.

The kind of foul power that infects everything is definitely not perceivable by a formal creature, so Punk immediately asked the prepared question, and did not pick up the foul bird from beginning to end.

Seeing that Punk even converged to the extreme of perception, the foul bird shook his head boringly, and then said in a sound that sounds disgusting:

"Owl, the bodies of two formal orderers, a group of minced meat of ordinary orderers, and a ruined order city? I am very satisfied with the offering this time. I have put the information you want. It puts into your mind, I look forward to your next sacrifice, owl owl, remember, order is destined to destroy, only chaos will last forever!"

Finally, the figure of the foul bird turned into a filthy breath, but it did not take anything from the corpse in the city of Dorez. All the foul bird needs from beginning to end is The fact that a lot of "order" is destroyed!

Until the smell of the foul bird dissipated, Punk once again let go of its perception. Although the advent of the foul bird has no terrifying pressure, it has a more terrifying mystery and unpredictability. Punk knows that it is a kind of self now "Something" that is absolutely incomprehensible!

"Anyway, the location of the legendary equipment is finally found, but this magic is really pitting."

Punk is delighted to find the legendary equipment and at the same time he hates the pit father of "dirty prediction" in his heart.

With the systematic exploration of the soul, Punk suddenly discovered that ~IndoMTL.com~ a slightly undetectable filthy breath has lurked into the depths of his soul unconsciously. If there is no systematic and thorough exploration, it will be replaced by other The sacrificial person will definitely be blindfolded.

In addition to the characteristics that are difficult to remove, the most terrifying thing about this kind of filthy breath is that as the number increases, its pollution capacity will increase geometrically.

If it is just one, it will have no effect on the soul of the official level. At most, you will have a little insomnia. When you advance to the master level, the soul promoted by a big realm is enough to wipe out this dirty atmosphere. .

If it is two, it is barely acceptable. Although it will make you grumpy, but when you advance to the legend, the soul of the great jump can also easily disperse the two pollutants.

But if you reach the three points......... No need to wait for you to use any measures, the filthy breath will explode power instantly to contaminate all the soul of a person, turning you into a lunatic.

"These guys will really play a trick! The filth predicts that this magic can be used again at most, and definitely not the third time."

Punk secretly remembered in his heart