Netheril Glory Chapter 894: The coming hunter

"Boom".

Once possessing a clear goal, Owen’s broken body exploded in power six, which was much more powerful. Even the rocky walls of the shadow plane could not resist the continuous attack of the thin, thin claw, so only It took a few seconds. The bare rocky hill was pulled out of a huge hole by the old mage, and the "inscription sage" covered in blood and dust jumped out of the hole?

"Soup...it's my favorite vegetable soup.........I knew that your tutor is the best for me..."

Au Wen, immersed in the memories of his childhood, has no reason and thinking ability. The only thought that is now filled in his thoughts is to trace the sudden deliciousness, and then drink the dream soup into the import, completely forget The old mage, who has become his legendary strongman, muttered the childlike words while carefully discriminating every smell in the air like a hungry beast.........

Soon, he found the source of the delicious taste that went deep into his soul.

"Bang"!

Even if it is weak and seriously injured, the legend is still a legend. The old mage just jumped **** the spot, his body immediately rushed into the jungle of white trees like a cannonball, and the swept air blew out a whimper. In the voice, several straight white trees were torn into pieces by the rambling old man. Now there is no concept of "evasion" in Owen's mind, he will only run on a pure straight line to his "prey" ".

And along the way of the old Master Mercedes, no matter it is hard rock or tall white trees, it is destined to be smashed into pieces and scattered.

"Vegetable soup...vegetable soup...vegetable soup...instructor, I have been separated from you for a long time, I have missed you so much".........

The dry claws scratched the space, and tears ran down the old face. In the hazy illusion, the legendary strongman who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years recalled the quilt again. The memory he cherishes in his heart, the "inscription sage" at this moment is just a helpless little boy. The "gourmet" he is looking for is not only a soup, but also in his mind, The most beautiful things and life course.

Speaking of it, Auver’s childhood mentor was just an apprentice mage girl. She had already lost her life due to the exhaustion of her lifespan. I am afraid that the unknown apprentice girl never thought of the apprentice she taught. The future will become a legendary legendary strongman.

But for the "inscription sage", the "big sister" who truly treats herself and spends her most carefree and perfect childhood is always the "mentor" that she cherishes and respects. The synonym for the best things in life is the most unforgettable joyful memory in the heart.

Exactly because of this, in an illusion, Owen once again felt this memory can't restrain the instinctive urge to pursue a beautiful............

So, shuttled through the woodland, letting broken plants and sand pat on his skinny body, and at the first sight, Owen's eyes turned red when he saw an orange soup soup rabbit, and he was crying because of the memory. Crying while aiming at the little rabbit who was quietly lying in the snow-white grass, he threw it over fiercely.

The blood and tears along with the tears and tears of the wound have impregnated the grass in the shadow world with a new color, and the embarrassed old mage has also fallen into the pit of nothing.

"Boom"!

After the dark sand and dust flew, the unkempt Owen caught nothing...

"Choke".

The lively fresh soup bunny made a mocking and seducing simulative cry, and then jumped lightly to avoid Orvin’s fight.

After all, the poor "Inscription Sage" is a pure caster, he has lost his ability to think, and does not have any warrior level and combat experience. He can’t even control the most basic physical power, even if he is fresh. Tang Xiaotu's intelligence and speed of action can't be on the table at the legendary level, but...Au Wen still has no way to capture the delicious food in close proximity.

"Choke, Choke."

According to the Punk settings, the fresh soup rabbit will not leave immediately when it sees a humanoid that is too fast, it will very deadly jump around in an area to lure the creature to continue to pursue, and then wait The "hunter" who received the notice hurried over, so now the old mage who saw the runny nose and tears stood up swaying, and the fresh soup rabbit even jumped excitedly twice in the same place, and its cry became more obvious. And loud.

"Vegetables...vegetable soup, tutor, did you add new spices to the soup? It smells more delicious".........

Feeling the scent of the magic soup soaked in the soul up close, Owen’s dry eyes were filled with bitter tears again, and he found the source of the sound of “叽叽” and the delicious flavor, and then used the little boy’s He muttered to himself while rushing towards the bunny again...

"Vegetable soup...I love vegetable soup..."

"Boom"!

"Chigging? Chigging, Chigging"!

"No... don't leave me... I will recite the words on the fourth list... Check it out, tutor..."

"Boom"

"叽叽～～"

"...Ak, Roth, Ancaso... No, it's Teti... I can't remember..." "

"Bang"!

Because he hasn’t been able to catch the light and flexible fresh soup bunny, Owen’s emotions became more anxious and out of control, and his movements became more chaotic and without rules, but the old mage who had no ability to cast spells and jumped from beginning to end He just said a few words of "nonsense" and then jumped at the little rabbit. Under such a clumsy catching action, of course he could not catch anything except a handful of dirty dust... ......

Even until the two convergent figures reached the edge of the woodland silently~IndoMTL.com~The poor old mage was still "fighting with wisdom" with a fresh soup rabbit.

"........."

"Really...can I really seduce Owen? Can the so-called conspiracy of this year be so low that it will succeed?"

This is a voice full of surprise and disbelief. Although that exaggerated tone still seems to be unreasonable, the deep jealousy in it is already obvious.

"Low level? The power of knowledge is far more powerful than the so-called conspiracy! It is not low level at all."

This is a cold, icy, low voice, and the tone without emotions sounds like a cold wind blowing through the dark jungle.

Along with the quiet ending of this sentence, a giant hand with a luminous blue brilliance grabbed the "Inscription Sage" who fell in the dust at a speed exceeding the speed of thunder.

There is no doubt that Owen’s arrest of the fresh soup bunny is coming to an end, because two real hunters have quietly come under the cover of the shadow.........