"You're going to die, smile, you're about to die at my hands, like so many of the professions I've killed before."

Silently controlling the power that represents destruction envelops the soul of the girl god, and so far the punk has actually won.

"Smile" is destined to have no chance of resistance, this result has been doomed since she was blocked in the magic tower by the Huiyue mage, due to the ruthless erosion of the law of destruction, now her soul has already been shattered, and the "God of Killing", who does not have the ability to withstand normal legendary professionals, is almost completely relying on his own priesthood to barely support a little time.

Yes, the gods are so fragile and powerless, the gods who have left the kingdom of God are as worthless as children walking on the battlefield, casual injuries are unbearable for them, and casual enemies need them to risk their lives to fight.

Once there is any "casual" attack that is not dodged...... That's the end of it............

"It seems...... The concubine is going to die? It's really expected, if there is anyone in the multiverse who can kill the concubine, it is not that you must be Kane, now it seems that ......... That's right".

Weakly slumped to the ground, her muttered "smile" as weak and silent as a mortal maiden, her long crimson hair scattered across the twisted bright silver metal floor, her pupils rapidly losing their last bit of luster.

Do you need a last word? Are you unwilling? What do people think before they die? What kind of pain does it mean to wait for darkness to fill the heart?

No one can answer this question, and Punk is no exception, although he and "Smile" have known each other for more than 400,000 years anyway, the cold-blooded "Whisper of Destruction" has never regarded the poor "God of Killing" as an acquaintance.

On the quest for the riches of the god of the red sands, a weak mortal girl is just a burden to trouble, and in the adventure of the legendary ruins, a nasty god is just a "potential enemy" who comes to steal the spoils of war with him.

If you ask the caster what the only impression he has of the legendary character "Smile", it must be "an ambitious guy", right?

"Goodbye, "Smile", I admit that you are indeed the second opponent I have ever met, second only to a certain mad knight, but unfortunately, you have chosen the wrong path, made the wrong decision, and there is no place for you on the next stage"!

"Bang".

The expressionless face restrained the power of the law to the beautiful girl who collapsed at his feet, and the spellcaster who did not have the slightest pity for the jade did not even plan to leave a little more opportunity for his "old friends" to say his last words, after all, in the opinion of "Whisper of Destruction", he who had just obtained a large amount of Sunburst level knowledge should seize the time to improve his strength and conduct research, and talking to "Smile" was already considered patient.

Anyway, until today, the members of the "Executors" are almost dead, and none of the last of the gods temporarily pulled up by the Pantheon have escaped, although it is still a bit ...... to be the "commander" There's nothing to say, but it's all over for the time being, isn't it?

So with an indescribable loud or dull explosion sound, the law of destruction controlled by the Huiyue mage exploded without hesitation in the soul of the girl god.

And the life of "smiling" has finally been wiped out in the face of such power............

Yes, she died.

—————— Dividing Line——————

The dead are gone, but the victors still have to enjoy the victory............ But seriously, Punk was a little unsure whether his trip to the Eye of Doraus would be a victory or not, after all, he did lose a lot of valuable treasures, such as the Glowing Moon Golem, such as the Dark Gold Pupil, and the Magic Tower, and ...... Ganatika.

The scars of the magic tower were obviously blown up from the inside, and Ganatika couldn't be contacted for no reason, and it was impossible for Smile to bypass the tower's layers of defenses and enter the inside of the tower, so the enemy who could bring the bomb in could of course only be an annoying "traitor".

Well, that's to be expected.

“............ There's a reason why there's no one in the entire multiverse who trains legendary professionals to be their subordinates, and I shouldn't have been a clever whim, Ganatika...... This guy betrayed me in the end, and it was "Smile" who used the "Filthy Bird Feather" to help him unblock the Judgment Eye contract?

"Boom"!

Condensing the power of destruction, slapping the wall blocked by metal shards, the caster walking in the unrecognizable "lair" seems to be indifferent, but in fact he is really not calm at all.

The family is gone, the subordinates are gone, the "president" is still as unheard as always, he doesn't have any magic materials at hand and can't even build a laboratory, the Pantheon can't keep it and is still planning some conspiracy, what can I do now?

The current spellcaster must admit that he has entered a very uncomfortable and embarrassing state, because even if he has the knowledge of the Solar Flare level, he can't study spells, after all, the only resources he has now that can be called wealth are some magical materials that have been collected privately by the Empress of Construction, but as a spellcaster, Punk can't do anything with the magical materials.

"If these Divine Power Crystals, Divine Power Magic Powder, and Divine Magic Rock Blocks were magic materials, if I could have enough resources, then relying on the precious knowledge of the Nethrel era as a foundation, even Mesur's crazy ideas may not be impossible to study, and the realm of the Flare Layer can be said to be "close at hand"...... It's just ............"

Releasing the fluctuation of spiritual power, helplessly perceiving the magic materials filled with a whole storage ring, the caster who frowned slightly really felt the pain of "like a fish in the throat".

He can't try to make a deal with the Pantheon, right? Although it is normal for the two sides of the war to fight to the death while doing business seriously, no matter what era it is, considering that the Pantheon's gods certainly don't want to see a new throne of the Sun Flame rising............ The caster felt that if they were not really poor enough to open the pot, it would be impossible for them to continue to "pose as enemies".

So looking at the entire multiverse, what other way does Punk have to convert the magic materials in his hands into magical resources that he can use?

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