"Hey, hey, Sai'an, why did you make such a big move, and all this tar was all over the place, you guy doesn't know the true meaning of hunting."

Sensing that the soul of the tar beast had completely dissipated, Kane also rushed back to the battlefield with a smile, ignoring the mess on the battlefield, Kane's mouth still couldn't stop as always:

"The so-called hunting is a kind of art, can you understand the art? A cautious hunter hides in the dense forest, finds the right time, strikes like a cheetah, kills with one blow, and tastes the bloom of blood, that is a qualified hunt."

"Quack, agreed, quack".

Maybe it's because he hates the "tar rain" that is still falling from the clouds, and the magic crow vector, who has been following the punk's orders for a long time and honestly shut up, also quickly picked up a conversation.

"Shut up, vector"!

It's a pity that Punk, who doesn't have any humor cells, doesn't want to fight with Kane, and he doesn't like a chirping crow next to his ear, so Vector's spit only gets a new order of "three days of silence".

Punk ignored the smiling and hippie smiling knight who carefully followed Kane's side towards the corpse of the Tar Beastmaster, every bit of time was precious for a spellcaster who was sprinting towards the legend, and after defeating this master magical creature with no difficulty at all, Punk preferred to start "Filthy Foresight" as soon as possible to find the location of the "Three" Divine Son rather than fight with the bored Kane.

So, the punk, who didn't answer Kane's question at all, said directly to the idle knight:

"If you have time to talk nonsense, you might as well hurry up and make a mess of some neat piles of rubble over there, we've wasted enough time, and the five gods have only found two of them so far!"

Slightly displeased, Punk began to dismember and tear apart the huge corpse of the Tar Beastmaster, compared to the stereotypical Eye of Judgment, the Filthy Bird always prefers to match the chaotic pomp and circumstance, if you just mess up the venue using the "Filthy Foresight" to have a chance to get a little "grapevine" news from the Filthy Bird, then why not?

Seeing that the punk was as uninterested as ever, Kane, who was bored with it, also pouted and stopped talking nonsense, and Kane, who also understood the importance of time, soon began to seriously destroy the already extremely messy battlefield, after all, there were not many corpses like the previous city, in order to make the appearance of the filthy bird projection a little "chaotic pomp" as much as possible, he could only plow the ground that was already full of sludge and rubble.

The speed of the destruction of the two master-level powerhouses was still very fast, and it only took less than a few minutes for one of the most chaotic summoning venues to be set up, and the serious mage who had already recovered all his magic power also stood on the pile of minced meat composed of the corpse of the Tar Beastmaster and carefully built a spell model.

Having used Filthy Foreknowledge three times, Punk was already familiar with this spell, and it only took a second or so for the simple but extremely eerie spell model to be built, and as Punk injected a lot of magic, a dirty aura full of chaos and evil began to slowly take shape in mid-air.

In the end, the dirty color of disgusting chaos that makes people feel on the soul just by "existence" finally condensed into the form of a big bird in the tar rain curtain, and the chaotic aura of wandering around also formed a whirlwind blowing indiscriminately, and the sky in the center of the entire tar swamp was soaked in gloom in pure "malice", and the dripping rain curtain seemed to be the cry and sorrow of this swamp!

There is no doubt that under the communication call of the spell, a projection of the consciousness of the filthy bird...... It's coming!

"It's ...... I smell the disgusting smell of the Eye of Judgment, damn it, why haven't you gotten rid of this pesky guy yet"!

Just like the last time, the breath of the Judgment Eye Contract on the Punk body that had just arrived was perceived by the Filthy Bird's consciousness projection, and it was clear that the Filthy Bird with chaos was disgusted and even hated for all order, and at the first moment of perceiving the Judgment Eye Contract, the punk could see that the sinister smile of the Filthy Bird just now suddenly turned into an eerie displeasure.

Soon, like a filthy cloud, the Filthy Bird Projection turned its attention to the summoner of Punk, and its blood-red eyes said hysterically:

"It's you, ant, that's right, the great bird of filth remembers you, and chaos remembers anyone who throws himself into chaos, and you've come to me again? and............ And the disgusting contract with that Eye of Judgment"?

Slightly threatening to bring the giant cloud face closer to the punk, when the "Judgment Eye Pact" is mentioned again, the undisguised anger even appears on the face of the anthropomorphic bird of the Filthy Bird.

But even in the strange aura of the Filthy Bird, Punk's expression remained unchanged as always, he did not answer the Filthy Bird's question, and the calm mage just said indifferently to the projection of the Filthy Bird:

"Your Excellency, Dear Filthy Bird, in the name of chaos, I hope that you can help, we need to know the location of the third Divine Son, and your infinite power will be my clearest beacon ............"!

"Shut up, ants"!

The Filthy Bird is truly the master of moody chaos, and the next second, it seemed to be expecting a punk answer, and the next second it suddenly became furious, and the terrifying cloud of filthy energy was churning and surging on its body, and the raging evil aura had begun to chill the souls of everyone present.

Flying into the air again, the Filthy Bird looked down at the punk below and asked sharply:

"How dare you ignore my questioning, do you know what a great being I am, I am the all-powerful Lord of Chaos, how dare you talk to me again and again with the contract of the Eye of Judgment"!

The Filthy Bird's voice was extremely high-frequency, and this strange tone seemed to reach the deepest part of anyone's mind without any medium, even under the protection of fifteen layers of magical protection, the punk could not help but feel the tingling of his brain as the Filthy Bird roared angrily.

But Punk didn't react any extraneously, he just quietly watched the filthy bird's consciousness projection flying in mid-air, and from beginning to end, after asking the questions he needed to know, Punk didn't say anything more.

The Filthy Bird's anger was undoubtedly genuine, and in the air, it stared at the punk in the air with its blood-red pupils for a minute......! It is simply not capable of making any substantive moves.

In fact, after about a minute had passed, the Filthy Bird's attitude suddenly calmed down without warning, and even ...... Its calm is more abrupt and unnatural than its fury.

Flying close to the punk again, the filthy bird that was still hysterical just now had no sign of being angry at this time, only to see that it had reined in all its madness at a fast and unbelievable speed, and had recovered the eerie filthy bird just said to the punk ghost in a tone that seemed to be slightly helpless:

"Very good...... By the old, damned contract, the Great Lord of Chaos will give you the answers you need, and not only that, I, the generous Bird of Filth, have decided to give you a little bit of "information" regardless of my previous suspicions, rejoice, cheer, thank you, you wretched wretched worms who are fearless because of ignorance"!