"Mr. Zuo Mi, do you know anything about what you are doing now?"

"Ayman, no, no, no, how can such a fun thing be known to that rigid old man? Please, don't tell him, please, that guy might be locked up again, and I've not had enough of it!"

“............”

You haven't had enough, and if your Emman knows what you've done, he'll be mad at you!

There can only be one evaluation of what Walkway has done at this time, and that is that the red-robed mage's skill in holding him back is really too powerful! The Pantheon really wants to perfunctory and even calculate Mesul, but they are not full of angry sandbags to be bullied? After the crazy red-robed mage pretended to kill a Morning Star priest, how can the unlucky Pantheon's drama continue? Or to zoom in a little more, who will dare to act together with the madmen of the Red Robe Mage Guild in the future?

Mage Morningstar didn't know if the "Dead Text Lantern" knew what his original mission should be, but it could be seen that the brain-dead operation that this guy was making now could never be an order from "Eman", the leader of the Red Robe Mage Guild.

Didn't Walkway himself say that he had left all his plans behind and forcibly opened up twice the number of abyssal rifts stipulated in the "script", and it was precisely because there were so many such abyssal rifts that Punk and several other Morning Star professionals who only needed to sit in Mithril King City and pretend to be had to go out to clear the demon lord in person.

As for now............

Looking at the red-robed spellcaster who didn't know why he was smiling and dancing again like a big horse monkey, the helpless "Whisper of Destruction" could only ask a few questions casually to send the other party away while secretly preparing his morning star spell.

Yes, after seeing Darkley's dead head shattered, and knowing that Walkway did not hesitate to kill just because a door to the Abyss Rift was destroyed, the spellcaster knew very well that this battle was destined to be impossible to avoid, after all, he would not be able to let a madman open up the Abyss Rift everywhere anyway, because in that case, I am afraid that in a few months, the number of Abyss Lords would be enough to make up a reinforcement company.

At that time, the Pantheon was forced to send Priest Huiyue to Faeron in desperation, the plan of the "president" was blocked, Mesur's wish was fulfilled, and the most important thing was that Punk didn't think that his strength could be strong enough to deal with the double-digit Morning Star Demon at the same time and have a chance to get out!

So even if it's just to ensure the safety of his own life, a madman who only looks for trouble must be cleaned up!

Of course, even if there is some displeasure punk, he must admit that although Walkway is a madman at this time, he is the kind of Morning Star madman with an extraordinary degree of danger, you must know that a few seconds ago, this madman had just killed a Morning Star priest who could not be described as "weak" in any way, so "Whisper of Destruction" had absolutely no reason to despise the enemy because of the stupid appearance shown by the other party.

On the contrary, Punk had a vague premonition that the potential enemy he was in front of him might be the most dangerous enemy he had ever encountered since he stepped into the Morning Star, and at least he remembered one of the things that the "President" had emphasized when he told him about Walkerway:

"Walkway has a ridiculous, but very mobile morning-star spell, and if necessary, I hope you can focus on this caster that cannot be predicted by common sense."

"Maybe the "Chairman" had expected a conflict between me and the mentally ill "Dead Letter", so for now, let me see what the "Super Mobility Skill" is that can be highlighted under the Throne of the Flare.

Gujing Wubo pondered quietly, his dark golden pupils lit silently like candles in the dark, and the slowly rhythmic shadows waited behind the Morning Star Mage, and the pale scepter reflected the scarlet sun's radiance...... Before he knew it, a silent translucent ball of energy had been condensed in the palm of the Morning Star Mage.

"Walker, I heard you like to make flesh golems"?

"Golems?oh~ dear, I like Golems the most, I like their lifelikeness, I like the tight flesh and skin texture on their bodies, I like them, I like them, I like them! Are you still asking me if I like flesh golems? Haha! Compared to walking corpses like you and me, don't you think those polished little guys are the most beautiful works of art in the world"?

“............ It seems that you have a unique opinion on art, but now I have a great work of art in my hand, which can be called unique in the world, how about it, are you interested in appreciating the face?"

"Then you've found the right person, my friend, standing in front of you now is the greatest art appraisal expert since the birth of the multiverse - Mr. Walkway-Zuo Mi, what artwork do you want to identify, take it out and show it to me, hurry up!"

"Yes, forensic experts, that's a real honor, please wait, this artwork is ............"

Morning Star Spell Spell - Time Imprisonment!

"Boom"!

Attracting the attention of the mad enemy with a few nondescript lines of dialogue, and when Walkerway, with his messy hair, craned his neck to look at him like a hillbilly who had never seen the world before, the "Whisper of Destruction" immediately burst into attack and immediately aimed at the enemy without hesitation, unleashing the morning star spell that had just been built.

In this kind of high-level battle, taking the lead is a very important combat link, especially when he knows that the enemy has strong mobility skills, Punk is more aware of the necessary characteristics of such a "first" attack, and the battle plan he thinks about is to put a few layers of control spells on the opponent to abolish the so-called "super mobility displacement" ability, and then break out and release one or two "tracer tides" to let Walkway feel what is called "splitting the head and covering the face" of the storm bombardment.

It is conceivable that as long as this sudden attack plan is successful, there is a chance to "kill" the Morning Star professional of the same level with the powerful attack damage possessed by the "Whisper of Destruction", after all, from the large and small wounds on the body of the "Dead Wind Lamp" at this time, it can be seen that the other party is not the kind of spellcaster who is particularly good at defense, and even Punk is a little skeptical that the other party has more than three layers of defensive spells on his body.

But............ Will the battle really go on so smoothly?

In fact, the "sonorous" sound of time being forcibly suspended in a large area resounded in the sky, and even the well-informed "Whispers of Destruction" couldn't help but be a little surprised at this moment............