Netheril Glory Chapter 1129: Arrive

? Punk is not very clear why the "President" will be so sure that the "named" Mesur has no place to escape from the huge multiverse except for his own magic tower. , But if this piece of information is an objective fact, then at least the "Destroy Whisper" can be judged-the lost "Master Master" has not been able to stay since the last time he faced the "President" and suffered a loss He never left among his own towers.

Then as the end of the war approaches, and as the last place of refuge is about to fall completely surrounded by the wave of demons, with the "President", Tiamat, Old Emman, and even "Demon Prince" Di Mogao gazes at the four old veterans of the throne of the sun, how much choice can the "Mage" as a solitary throne can make.

Continue relying on the strong defense of the magic tower to delay time and wait for the "miracle"? Or bravely leave the sheltered place that has turned into a cage and rush out to let it go?

I'm afraid that's the only way?

As long as there is enough intelligence to support, it is not difficult to judge the narrow road left by a strong Japanese power. Punk has probably predicted that this will be enough to subvert the multiverse legend before accepting the "President" mission. In what form might the war of organizational structure end.

And now it seems that-"Whisper of Destruction" is still reasonably satisfied with the accuracy of his judgment, after all, at this moment, at Donila, he is still trying to use the "gold riveting clothes" as At the time of the weights negotiation, the day war that will divide the victory and defeat of the war really came as scheduled as he thought!

"The battle of Yaori... is really unimaginable, isn't it? Under the cover of such a magnificent light curtain, the silence of the sky alone is more beautiful than the hustle and bustle from the abyss, yes... I can feel the breath of magic from the rules of sleep, but this magical magic is different from all the knowledge I know... Maybe, because its magic structure is a bit too perfect?"

Sentimentally standing on the rock crust that has cooled down quickly, gently sticking your fingers to feel the energy in the air. Punk There is only an indifferent cloud in the deep heart.

The War of the Sunshine Powerhouse is about to begin. Punk’s left hand has firmly grasped the crystal sphere lent by the “President”. As long as it is necessary, he can release the magic shield of the Sunday level at any time. "Eternal shelter" resists the aftermath of the war of the strong.

The existence of this insurance is undoubtedly very reassuring, and it is precisely because of the sufficient security guarantee, the curious "destructive whisper" has the courage to continue to stand here and feel the mystery of the high-level rules.

After all, according to the explanation of the "President", the professional inside the "eternal asylum" not only can move freely, but even the caster can continue to use teleportation without obstacles quickly away from the battlefield......... …

Of course, such enviable magic equipment is not for everyone to have the opportunity to own. Although Punk is lucky to be able to hold a "death-free gold medal" in front of the oppression of Scourge, but unfortunately The "Wolf of the Stars" Donnela could only smile with a wry smile.

He has nothing to save his life. With the defensive effect of a morning star killing move, it is simply a fool's dream to survive the aftermath of the Yaoi War.

And because of the unique nature of the "golden riveting garment" that greatly reduces the speed of magic’s release, the poor Augustine temporary leader can’t even make an escape attempt.

So I stared dumbly at the more intense orange-yellow curtains rendering the sky dome deeper and deeper, feeling that the natural laws that had just been quieted were slowly becoming twisted and weird. "The wolf of the stars" seemed to have been I can see the miserable sight of myself dying in a sudden explosion.

"Damn it, Cyan, did you expect this war to develop into this look? Are you already waiting for the outbreak of the War of the Suns in Karams"!

Viciously turned his head suddenly and glared at the still expressionless "whisper of destruction", gasping Donnela already hated the fat on his face.

He hates it, he hates the insidiousness of Methour, he hates the sinisterness of Punk, he hates his stupidity, and he hates human greed!

If it is not for greed for rewards, if not for greed for magic, how could his "wolf of the astral world" hide in the vast and astral starry world come to the Falun plane to participate in any war? If he hadn't participated in this deep-sea war, how could he somehow become a slave to the "Mage" so that he finally had to wait to die with an expressionless strong enemy in this ruin?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, any creature must be responsible for every choice it has, and mortals are so, legend is no exception.

By the time the "cost" comes, whether it is hatred or "if" is destined to be meaningless, compared to regretful jumping feet cursing, and accepting reality a little bit may let yourself die. Be dignified.

But from the point of view of a dying person... the meaning of the four words "accept reality" may not be as easy and calm as ordinary people think. For example, at this moment, the eyes are blood red and the teeth are grinding The "Wolf of the Stars" obviously can't stand his millions of years of life journey here. After realizing that the falling fate is about to approach, the golden and red light suddenly flashes down Donella. Almost desperately rushed to the Punk position.

Obviously, he probably already guessed that the far-flung morning star caster in the distance must have certain enough cards to face the catastrophe of the sun, but still have fearless cards, and as a nothing." Poor Eggs”, if Augustine, who was abandoned as a cannon fodder, wanted to survive, then this unknown card belonging to the enemy must be his only hope.

So driven by a strong desire to survive ~IndoMTL.com~ "The Wolf of the Stars", which directly ignited the soul without hesitation, finally broke out in desperation.

"I am Donila Augustine! I am a jackal from the astral realm, I will never fall here in this way, I will take the hope of surviving"!

Under the persecution of the crisis of life and death, the morning star mage who claimed to be the "wolf of the star world" showed the unscrupulous **** eyes of a hungry wolf for the first time. The golden red light on his body was like a wolf formed by fire. His eyes were also fixed on the head of the strong enemy in front of him, and he did not relax. At this moment, Augustine, who wrote the runes in his soul, was definitely a powerful devil wolf, and the deterrent breath he carried even Punk once reminded me of a mysterious Golden Sparkle Knight!

However.........

"Dingling"!

"........."

It’s a little too late for this fighting meal to be staged. In the silence and silence, the real owners of the grand banquet have already arrived!