Netheril Glory Chapter 262: Breath
The mad paladin was simply and neatly resolved. His pious faith and violent conviction couldn’t stop the kinetic energy of Punk from bursting. Now, the paladin who was still shimmering like a little sun just now has become a The pile of minced meat mixed with metal fragments, and some of the blood spurted on the faces of his two dumbfounded companions.
Watching Punk's face obscured by the shadow, and half of his face was completely shameless. That expression was as indifferent as shooting a dead mosquito. The greedy mage mechanically wiped the sticky face. liquid.
He watched a touch of blood on his hand, his body shaking more and more, and finally, MiG finally collapsed.
"No, let me go, I don't want to die"!
He paled and screamed more than a woman, then turned and stumbled towards the jungle, and the same response was the female stalker who was beside him.
The two adventurers intellectually know that Punk will not let go of them, nor can they escape from a master caster, and now, these two desperate adventures all escape And panic is nothing more than a manifestation of collapse.
Watching two scared adventurers running towards the jungle in a panic, Punk shook his head silently:
"It's a pity, you probably will stay in this beautiful jungle forever."
These two guys guessed right. When the paladin rushed up, the three adventurers were characterized as dead by Punk. Now the crazy paladin has turned into minced meat, and Punk Chang again intends to develop quietly, and does not want to provoke Chenxi Church at all, so he now wants to kill witnesses.
Naturally, there is nothing to say about two guys who can't even reach the official level. Punk fired a "kinetic energy burst" between the two running adventurers.
magic horrible lilac shock wave directly crushed the mage and the female stalker who wanted to stop for mercy.
Looking at the blood everywhere, Punk nodded with satisfaction, and now even a master-level "limited wish" can not save these three idiots.
"It's really troublesome.........Is it a hero to save the beauty"?
Punk set fire to the ground to burn away the flesh and blood, and then tossed a winged **** on a burnt ground.
He squatted down and looked at him, curled up in the remaining wings to hold the poor Hawks, and said to himself in a playful voice.
This Hawk Banshee looks quite in line with human aesthetics. Except for the wings on the back, Hawk Banshee only needs ordinary legs as long as her legs are covered with feathered claws. The body, the whole body is covered with some animal skin as a cover, the exquisite figure with a pretty face is still a beauty.
But...the heart of this thing is not beautiful at all.
Punk quietly released a "Master-level Psychology Department magic-Mind Listening" and clearly heard the voice of this eagle body.
The Hawk Harpy who was rescued indirectly by Punk didn't have any idea of gratitude. In fact, this guy was thinking about enemies and revenge.
prostrate on the ground and lightly mourn the eagle body demon looks pitiful, but her heart is full of fanaticism and paranoia:
"Oh my God, what a beautiful face this is, what a tender skin this is, this is definitely the most beautiful boy in the world, such beauty is only worthy of the supreme priestess, I want Bring him back, he must be brought back early, to be dedicated to the supreme priestess, must, I will be rewarded, the supreme reward! Never allow anyone to hinder, never allow!"
With emotional excitement, the expression of this Hawk Lady appeared slowly, and not only that, but Punk also keenly found that the "strange breath" wrapped around her also became active, These originally a little lifeless breath seemed to be slowly awakening, and they began to continuously merge with the Hawk Lady, becoming more and more inseparable.
"This is really interesting. Could these breaths also affect reason and make this Hawk female paranoid? Or amplify evil desires?"
Punk didn’t care about the monster’s fanaticism, and now he is very interested in the breath of this eagle body.
Punk also wants to test this banshee. He plans to see the strength of the "Princeess" behind this guy. If there is no accident... Punk intends to go to this Hawk Banshee community Take a look.
"Hello, beautiful lady, you look badly hurt, do you need me to **** you to your community"?
Punk tried to put on a gentle and sunny look to the Hawks.
Hearing Punk's unexpected request for escorting himself to the community, he was planning how to bring Punk to the eagle prince in front of the "Priestess Master" flashing an indisputable ecstasy:
"Great, powerful warrior, I have lost my wings. If I don’t help, I will be eaten by cruel beasts when night falls. Now I really don’t know how to thank you."
"Haha......... No need to thank, no, but you seem to be hurting a bit. Can anyone in your tribe be treated? Is it better to go to a town for treatment? I think I can find one there. Two priests."
Punk started to test the strength of the Hawks community after he laughed twice. Originally, he didn’t want to step into the subject so quickly, but Punk is really not good at performing enthusiastic teenagers.
"If this guy doesn't say it, he can only try to use torture"!
Punk thought secretly.
He doesn’t want to use the most convenient magic "memory reading", because the breath that haunts the Hawk Lady is so weird. Punk’s intuition tells him that it’s best to avoid any soul and soul with this breath. Or mental contact.
His instincts have always been trustworthy, so Punk simply gave up the option of directly using magic to detect the memory of the Hawk Banshee. Although the breath looks weak and thin~IndoMTL.com~ but Punk can not detect himself The existence of is not to be underestimated.
Fortunately, the Hawk Lady seemed to be afraid that Punk would not go to her own tribe. After hearing Punk saying that she would be sent to a human town for treatment, she quickly shook her head and refused:
"Relax, the priestess adults in our tribe are omnipotent and can be cured regardless of injuries".
The Hawk Harpy proudly praises how great and how omnipotent her boss is, knowing that she is talking about a Hawk Harpy sacrifice, and if you don’t know, she might be praising a great divine **** What.
More than that, this eagle body **** also seemed to be afraid that Punk didn’t believe it and took out a feather for display:
"You see, this is the feather that the priestess left me, even if there is only one feather, those trembling things that Warcraft will be afraid of tremble!"
The feathers she took out were lingering with some powerful energy, the pale gold inscription shone brilliantly under the sun, and the energy fluctuation above it was...……official grade only! ) Download the free reader!!