Netheril Glory Chapter 1142: Winner

"There are always too many unexpected things in this world. All of us can only try to adapt to those fast-paced changes and reversals. After all..."There is no choice" but what you say Isn’t it right? Now think about it, I think it makes a lot of sense to say what you said. After all, in many cases, there are many self-righteous stupid people who deserve "no choice!"

Playfully watching the priest of Morningstar who has slowly landed in front of him. Punk in the shield is looking at the pale Anthony like a dead man. His ironic words are like the cold wind of winter Generally cold and biting, and his eyes are more deep and quiet than the winter cold lake.

At this point, the battle is really over, because the attackers from the Pantheon have been killed and wounded to the point where only a "clean glow" polished rod commander faces the enemy.

Mottled was cut off by Skwea's head, and his flesh was spattered throughout the battlefield under the destruction of his magical explosion.

And Kona also burned her soul into ashes and gradually disappeared with the wind. She fell on the far ground and had already extinguished all the flames on her body into a pile of fragile light-pointed embers. The female pastor is now just a lifeless entity.

But don’t forget that Punk, who was attacked, was almost unharmed from beginning to end. The only thing he needs to do at this moment is to hide in the absolutely safe protective magic and wait patiently for the recovery state, then Walk out calmly and kill the last enemy.

Yes, that’s it. The Morning Star-level battles can’t tolerate any wrong judgments or wrong behaviors. As long as one step is wrong, all losses will be lost on the spot

For example, Anthony, who can only look at his enemies while hiding under the protection of the Huiyue magic shield, quickly restores his magic, and quickly completes the seventeen new magic defenses. There is no chance to win, he failed.........

From the moment when the morning star golem attack succeeded, the victory of "Destroy Whisper" has been doomed.

"........."

"Oh, I seem to have lost, so... my dear old friend, how do you deal with my comrade who once fought side by side with you?"!

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, he was clear that this forty-fifth-level morning star priest who was not good at speed, under the orange-red sky, Anthony, who could never escape successfully, seemed to have completely given up turning around to escape Unrealistic plans.

Of course, the Archbishop of the Justice Church will not shout "no victory, no death" like a true fanatic, and then rush to the opponent who is absolutely invincible and gives away his head. At this moment, I have admitted frankly that I have failed "Clean Glow", almost without hesitation, the first time I put on a friendly expression that only a professional magical stick can have and Punk had a friendship.

It is very arrogant to win, and forgive me to lose. In order to preserve the precious life, if you don’t say something like face, you just don’t want to.

But everyone knows that it’s definitely not enough to just admit that such a simple thing is wrong. It’s not naive that Anthony is naturally impossible to really count on his clumsy “make friends” rhetoric that can impress a second. It was also called by the Morning Star Master who had to "purify evil".

So while keeping a look of "Kill me when I come out" Punk has not perfectly complemented all the magic shields and touched the two-way blocking effect of the "strong shield", the smile was awkward and the eyes The decisive Morning Star priest gritted his teeth silently, and then simply raised his hand neatly and slapped his palm on his forehead.

"Boom"!

The huge sound trembles the scorching space, and the condensed palm under the control of "clean glow" not only bursts one pair of pupils of his eyes in an instant, but also directly shocks his original intact. Morningstar level soul!

At this moment, Anthony, who was still at the peak of the last second, became despondent and dying, he was not able to continue to maintain any layer of magical shields on his body, even this The guy saw that he couldn't even do basic floating and standing.

In fact, it wasn’t until the blood dripping from his face dripped onto the bright white priest’s robe along with his clean chin. It was finally reluctant that the priesthood, who was top-heavy and indecisive and "self-mutilating" as drunk Awake a bit and restored the ability to speak.

And then immediately, I saw that the "clean glow" was severely injured by my fierce hands, and immediately said with a very helpless tone to the Punk who had no surprise in his eyes and said bitterly:

"Hey, my good friend, I know you must not worry about the promise made by my poor little pastor, right? Then now I have completely lost everything that might threaten your resistance, you think one Does the poor loser look more harmless than ever before? Please, don’t kill me, okay, you can grab me back to find the "President" to invite merit... or if you If I want to make a big profit, I can also guarantee that Lord Tyre is willing to pay a large amount of Morningstar resources as my ransom-I guess that a powerful person like you who is already ambitious must have started to collect promotion to the Huiyue Institute. The supplies are needed, right? To be honest, such a large amount of wealth is really not easy to get in this era~IndoMTL.com~ There is no reason for everyone to let go of such a good extra money opportunity?"

It’s tough when it’s tough, and soft when it’s soft. This kind of “unique skill” that doesn’t make much use of the countertops is really perfected by Anthony’s fire, although it is described as “seeking for mercy in a bad situation” It's too contemptuous to despise the dignity of the Morningstar professionals, but the phrase "pray for yourself and be good" can really be said to the Morningstar pastor at this time.

And in order to further express my sincerity and determination, the "clean glow" of blood spilling from the corners of my mouth has not forgotten to take out a simple necklace inlaid with a squared square of dark green rock from the pocket of the priest’s robe. In the air in front of me.

"This is the Yaoi-class magical equipment loaned to me by His Excellency, the great **** of power and the "God of Justice" Tyre. The magical power it possesses can be used for every 3,400 magic charges. Used three times in a row, I believe that this magical item that has solidified the "localization and traceability" of the Japanese-level magic can definitely become a high-quality loot, Mr. Seian, you can give it to the honorable "President" for the decision, of course , I also personally support you to take this interesting gadget privately............ Anyway, now it belongs to you, the winner of the battle."