Netheril Glory Chapter 433: Southend

"Cquack, look at these stinking goat-headed people. I hate the flirtatious taste of them. Although I like to taste lamb, but... yes, I still hate the goat-headed people, quack."

Just after the Sheephead Chief left the basement, the strange crow who had been standing on Southend’s shoulder actually spoke, and at the same time he complained mercilessly, and he couldn’t stop complaining at the same time. He flapped his wings in front of his head, this action undoubtedly made the crows very humane.

"Hehehehe, okay, vector, these sheepheads are very good helpers, maybe they are useless in real battles, but it is precisely because of their existence that they can attract those kind of stupid professionals. Yeah."

After hearing the crow’s complaint on the shoulder, Southend smiled insidiously, but this time the old man’s laughter never talked to Prince Dick again. It’s a kind feeling, huh, hoarse voice Make his laughter look like a broken bellows about to break.

Standing slowly with his staff, Southend kicked the ugly statue at his feet and walked to the experimental table on the other side of the room. While walking, he also responded to the crow called "vector" Continue to say:

"How about, this nightmare sect that I created is still a bit useful, in addition to helping me find the most important role of the precious experiment... It can also easily enslave a group of idiot sheepheads, And with the mystery of the cult, it can also attract adventurers who don’t know what to do, huh, huh, there will be three guys who will come to the door by themselves soon."

"Cquack, is that right?~ Next, these sheepheads are going to attack a kingdom for your ethereal demon, although this is just a small kingdom in a remote place, is it really good to look so big, It seems that the churches of good gods who are busy with the legendary organization every day have begun to pay attention to it, quack!"

The vector said while moving his little head. During this period, he also looked down on Southend with a sinister smile. It seems that this guy is not good about Southend's behavior.

However, Southend is obviously indifferent to this. When it comes to the Church of the Good God, the old man’s eyes suddenly flash a trace of unabashed disgust and madness:

"The Church of the Good God? Ha ha ha ha ha! I admit that they are indeed "always late but never absent", but it does not matter, I am ready to advance, after this study I will become a great legend Powerful, it’s a big deal to hide in another plane, and even the church of the Lord of Dawn can no longer pose a threat to me. What is terrible for me? I am Southend-Jes, I have seen the legendary The future is waving to me, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

As he said, Southend’s voice turned into hysterical laughter, and with his laughter, a large amount of strange black and red magic began to rampage raging in the whole laboratory. Among these magics Awesomely mixed with a large amount of abyssal energy, the terrifying magical riots were also filled with chaos that Southend could not converge.

"Gaga, is the drug effect passed again, this guy is really enough. Although there are many lunatics in the legendary strongman, they seem to be mad after they have advanced to the legendary. Can you advance to the legend, quack."

Looking helplessly at Southend hysterical laughter, the Magic Crow vector shook his head contemptuously, and at the same time he did not know when an extra light blue potions filled with green foam appeared in his paws.

Without much stay, the vector directly put this injection into Southend’s neck:

"Cquack, wake up, my master, your enemy is already going to kill."

The injection was rudely inserted into Southend’s artery by the magic crow. With the pressure circle set on the injection, a large amount of liquid medicine was injected into Southend’s body almost instantly.

With the sound of "dang wailing" when the empty pill bottle fell on the ground, Southend who stopped his laughter suddenly fell to the ground and coughed loudly:

"Cough cough cough cough, really... cough cough, it's really troublesome, the efficacy of the No. 7 potion is also declining, cough cough cough... Sure enough, these things are all irreversible, cough cough cough".

Southend coughed loudly with a force that seemed to cough up his lungs, while frowning hard.

The old man who just woke up from his madness looks nothing like a whimsical 19th-level pinnacle master-level strongman. Now he looks even weaker than before.

"Gaga, my master, can you really be in this state? Let’s not talk about the legendary promotion that can be called a ten-death, you still have to face three master-level strongmen. The challenge is not vector, I don’t like you, but...quack, I won’t say anything!”

While flying to the ground to pick up an empty medicine bottle, the vector questioned Southend quietly, and now in the laboratory, except for the sound of its flapping wings, only Southend’s heavy breathing like a broken windbox Sounded.

However, Sossond obviously does not agree with the magic crow's sarcasm. He tried to support the staff from the ground while breathing heavily:

"Oh, my condition is really not very good, but there is no way, the time now can not allow the old man to continue to hesitate, my life may not be able to support even ten years, but my soul transformation is still I need more abyssal energy that contains the power of the law, and I also need more souls of master-level strongmen as sacrifices... Damn, the soul of the sheep-headed shaman can also be used for replenishment. The result is now The idiot was actually killed... But fortunately, the arrival of the three masters has filled the vacancy, and I still hope to complete my research before my life is exhausted."

Let’s say, Southend’s face is once again filled with a frenzy of joy:

"Hehehehe, at this time, the three masters who came to this wild desert, but the gift that God gave me, yes, they must all stay here, my legendary road can no longer continue to wait Go down".

"As for fighting..."

When it comes to fighting, Thorsond’s narrowed eyes flashed a sharp **** awn:

"Old man, I heard about what happened in the Hoss Mountains, where Ovaqin and the killer from the Truth thought happened to both disappear......... Hahaha, like this As soon as the identities of the two guests in the desert have been confirmed, I believe their hatred will reduce a lot of trouble for me~IndoMTL.com~ And...the gorgeous trap is also ready, our subordinate lord Adults must have already been impatient........."

Carefully uncover the magic circle covered by the magic curtain on the experimental platform. Under the radiance of the blood, Thorsond’s face seemed to be twisted like a demon.

"You said the old man, I was right, Miss Zola".

With the curtain uncovered, all the hidden conditions on the experimental platform were revealed in front of Southend.

At this moment, with bruises all over his body, a powerful magic chain penetrated the shoulder blades and was tied to the kneeling position at the center of the experimental platform. Zola. ...

　　

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