Netheril Glory Chapter 470: Vector

As expected by Punk, the magic crow vector has succumbed. Although this alchemy creation without too much bone has its own wisdom, it still cannot resist the impact of fear. Punk just put two " The "Polar Kinetic Energy Cone" approached the vector's eyes a little, and this crow that ate hard and not soft immediately opened all the core permissions of the virtual soul.

There is no unnecessary nonsense to say. Almost immediately when the vector opens the core authority, Punk, which is already prepared, immediately imprints its own soul mark on the vector's soul core control area.

At this point, the hands-on work of the legendary mage and the magic crow vector originally belonging to Southend has become one of the Punk loot! After the permission of the virtual soul core is branded, the life and death of the vector are all firmly grasped by Punk, unless there is a legendary magic to remove this soul mark for this magic crow, otherwise this magic crow will never be possible Betray Punk.

After checking the soul mark he released, Punk, who was relieved from his mind, dispersed the "polar kinetic energy cone" and the magical imprisonment of the bound vector, and after having the core control authority of the vector’s virtual soul, carefully Punk is finally at ease.

With the passage of time, the coldness of the night has gradually receded, and the dawn of Mira and Chicasa has once again outlined the horizon to Phnom Penh.

Unconsciously, another whole night passed, but now Punk has just reached the edge of the wild desert, and then he intends to bypass the Hos mountains and return to the Grey Rain Kingdom Truth Thought Division , If you want to save time, you have to act quickly.

Putting a bit of a scratchy vector on your shoulders at random, Punk once again released "level swift" to himself and embarked on a journey-he is not a person who likes to waste time, stopping to convince vectors has let Punk is a bit uncomfortable.

——————The dividing line——————————

Traveling for the purpose of rushing is destined to be a long and boring thing, even if the movement of the sound is fast, but after a long time, no one will feel any pleasure in this kind of addiction, but Punk The selected routes are all barren areas away from the town, and you can only see a bunch of blurry and fleeting shrubs and rocks all day long all the way-these scenery without any beauty is undoubtedly greatly aggravated The degree of boredom of travel.

For such a boring journey with only silent companionship, the lonely Punk didn’t feel anything, but the magical crow who stood on his shoulders and couldn’t stand the lonely apparently had already begun to feel bored or even frightened.

Soon, some realistic vectors that have accepted the "new boss" have simply ended neatly for three hours. The silent "Cold War" loudly said to Punk:

"Gaga, I said boss, don’t you want to know my story and Southend’s story, it’s a legendary magical experience, even if it’s sent to the minstrel, it’s not inferior to those. The legend of unknown reason ~ quack".

Maybe I feel that Punk doesn't pay enough attention to myself. I just made up my mind and ignored the cold-faced "new boss" in my life. I was already a little worried about my future situation.

Speaking of it, the magic crow who just accepted the reality just now still wants to use the "non-violent and non-cooperative" way to make a little "small" request and welfare treatment, but now Punk is not saying so Silently rushing to the road, that attitude seems to be completely indifferent to its "non-cooperation"... How can the vector strive for the "reasonable" benefits for itself.

So, out of the double considerations of boredom and taking the opportunity to ask for a request, the vector that thinks it smart started to take the initiative to talk.

After hearing the vector, he couldn’t help but speak in a childish voice, and Punk, who was running, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Of course, he is very interested in the experience of the vector and the experience of Southend, because these ancient secrets will involve a lot of information and knowledge that is difficult to obtain.

But Punk also knows that if you ask yourself to use magic to point the other person’s head at the other’s head and threaten other people’s mage a few hours ago, the vector that is still awkward in your heart will take the opportunity to make some decent requests even if you don’t plan to hide it, but if you He puts on an expression of no interest at all like this... The magical crow vector will definitely worry that his little chip left will become worthless waste, and then the stupid bird will speak out all Punk by himself sooner or later. Want to know something.

Actually, as expected by Punk, after the Punk did not have much interest in its own "information", the vector of the idea of ​​"hard can't be soft and soft, and trading can't achieve gifts" was immediately eager to wait. Opened himself.

I have to say that confessing to the leniency and resisting the sternness of the magic crow is still clear. Now that he knows that Punk does not eat the set of "one cry, two troubles, three hangs", then hurry to be loyal to the new and old bosses. It is much more useful than dead ducks.

"Cough".

After clearing his throat with a childish voice, the vector pretends to speak slowly and deeply:

"That was a long time ago. It was so old that it was hard to remember by anyone. I, a legendary magic crow "vector", was just born as a new virtual soul in a pale blue ocean. Medium..."

While telling his own story with a heavy aria tone, the vector looked carefully at Punk while tilting his head carefully.

In the absence of any response, I really can’t see through the magic crow of this "new boss".

Because of the high movement of Punk, the vector at this time can only hear the continuous meaningless buzzing caused by the tearing of the air. As for Punk, do you have any thoughts on his story...

The magical crow can only express helplessly: it cannot even determine whether Punk is listening to himself seriously!

Slightly crooked his head~ IndoMTL.com~ A blue dull vector erected on his head carefully narrowed his eyes and tried to look under the hood of Punk...

But it did not see the face of Punk-the shadow of the hood hides the expression of Punk too tightly, and the vector can only notice the clear blue pupil with the icy, magical luster of the bone-even two suns The light is still unscrupulously pouring sunshine and warmth for the entire world, but the eyes of Punk can still allow any creature to feel the bitter coldness from the depths of the soul!

Almost conditioned reflexes looked away from the extremely cold eyes of Punk, unable to restrain the body’s trembling feather vector. Finally, I decided to take my story seriously...

"I was born on a small temporary experimental platform, and the caster who made me... is a evocation specialist mage who has just advanced to the legend but only two or three hundred years..."...

　　

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