Netheril Glory Chapter 267: Destroy Harpy
Facts have proved that a highly centralized magical creature tribe like Hawk Banshee will show obvious unresponsiveness after losing the leader of absolute authority. When the Punk Master's hand squeezes a strange eyeball and returns to Hawk Banshee When the tribe was over the sky, he discovered that these harpy, including some eagle hawks who looked like high-level dresses, had not responded to the mighty crisis.
They all just ordered a few guards to enclose the hut destroyed by Punk and continue to work hard. None of the tribes actually considered what to do if their priestess master failed.
In fact, not only were they not ready to escape, the elder Hawk elves even put up a cauldron in the middle of the tribe, and placed some fresh meat to celebrate.
"Blind trust will inevitably lead to blind ignorance, and blind ignorance will cause destruction to come. The reason why these magical creatures are chased everywhere is ultimately because of a stupid word!"
Punk coldly glanced in the air at a triumphant Hawk Banshee tribe, and then concentrated on releasing the magic in his hand:
"Alright, save me trouble, all will be resolved at once, and the province will have to go everywhere to catch the "little mouse" that is running around!
Punk pointedly aimed at the cauldron in the middle of the tribe, and then threw the dark purple ball in his hand when an elf eagle banshee shouted, "The priest must be triumphant."
"Master conjuration magic-kinetic energy tide".
"Super Magic Skill-Magic Compression"!
In order to cover the entire Hawk Lady Horde, Punk specially uses super magic skills to strengthen the range of "kinetic tides", so that this magic can directly destroy all creatures in this large tribe.
The hawk succubus who is happily preparing to celebrate for their dead priestess did not wait for the majestic and beautiful priestess to come down on the square, they only saw a bright purple star drop rapidly in the sky clouds Dust, the "stars" that look very small, like a small sun, burst into a chilling purple limon.
"What is that, it looks...so pretty"?
This is the last thought of almost all the Hawks in the square.
A purple wave set off a few meters high energy tide. In the purple tide, even the space was turned into debris and swept by the wave. All the places passed by the "waves" were overturned and crushed. Tall trees And hard rock is as easy as dried bread, it is turned into **** under the crush of purple energy, and those fragile and howling creatures are impossible to escape this horrible "Scourge", even the fastest responding eagle body The banshees had no time to escape from the disaster. They could only be caught in the purple torrent of death in the wailing, and then they were "kneaded" into one with the other tribes' own tribe's land!
When the tide of horrendous kinetic energy slowly faded, the Hawk Banshee tribe with many tree houses had turned into a piece of land that had been "tilled", the fragments of rocks and the debris of trees were Entrapped in the blood-stained soil, the collapse of the space draws a lot of soil, resulting in the ground now looks half-shorter than the surroundings.
Finally, Punk flew a few in the air from the beginning, and now they are watching the ruined Hawk Banshees who were originally called "Black Claw Tribe" shot down with "kinetic energy cones" one by one, and then carefully Using the prophecy magic to make sure that no survivors survived, he nodded in satisfaction:
"Get the job done! It's a pity that I have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise I might get a lot of gains by searching this tribe...but I can only give up now".
Punk is not greedy for wasting time for some finances. He cleaned up the energy residues around him and left quickly without hesitation.
With the shield of the Heitzita magic box, Punk is convinced that as long as he is not found on the spot, he will not be traced by any enemy. Those professionals who rushed to explore the secret of this emergencies eventually only Can get nothing, confused.
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"The eyeball is really strange, isn't it really the body tissue of some kind of legendary creature?"
Silent forest night, Punk sitting by the campfire carefully looked at it with huge eyes. He had a pair of silk gloves with golden lights on his hands. The runes on the gloves inspired a special position to block A strange breath on the strange eyes.
"Master Alchemy magic-Zelen Gold Gloves": Effectively defends against the chronic erosion of most master energy or physics for 17 magic hours.
Under the protection of alchemy magic, Punk squeezed the inanimate eyeball vigorously, feeling the smooth touch directly transmitted by the glove. He couldn't help thinking.
He is not sure that this eyeball must be the eye of some kind of creature, because some mages may also make magic equipment into this strange shape, and they cannot judge the identity of the strange eyeball. This means that Punk cannot judge. The original purpose of the weird eyeball may be a magical equipment used to charge attacks, or it may be a visual organ of legendary Warcraft.
"But what is the strange wave above this eyeball, no matter how you look at it, it does not have soul and life"?
Punk is quite sure that the strange eyeball has no life and soul. The reaction of the eyeball to energy is more like a stress mechanism, but it does not have certain autonomous characteristics.
Punk tried to inject all kinds of energy into the pupil of the eyeball, including ether, element, even vitality and animal soul, and the erect pupil of the eyeball will not refuse, I will eat whatever I come, but I will not give it to you movement.
That’s right, no matter how much energy the Punk injects, the strange eyeball is no longer like being in the hands of the eagle priest and priestess. Some, then......... there is no more.
"It doesn't seem to be a problem of energy, is it a kind of special "energy"?
Punk looked at the strange eye pupils of the eyeballs and carefully thought about the "traits" of the harpy banshees. He suddenly remembered the "breath" exchange that this eyeball had been carrying out before the death of the priest. The kind of "evil" breath in the eagle body fighter.
Especially when the eerie pupil of the strange eyeball began to extract the soul of the priest, the kind of "evil" that she broke out was no longer simply "malicious", giving the Punk a more aggressive feeling. The energy, and the weird eyeball is only after swallowing those substantial "evil" before successfully releasing the half-hanging legendary attack.
"When the priest died, what was the breath she filled with? Resentment, hatred, anger, despair, sadness......... It seems that perhaps negative emotions or energy-based negative emotions are the key "!"
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