In this world, there are always some things that are sudden and unexpected, and there are always countless predictions in the future, but the "result" that ultimately points to is often beyond your expectations!

Just as the gold coin in Punk's hand was propelled by the strong kinetic energy to fly towards the center of the Stalker Maiden's eyebrows, a fleeting black cold light also shot at the tip of the enemy's lips, even from a long distance, the punk could feel the fierce poison smeared on the sharp steel needle, it was a terrible poison that even with solid mage armor, he secretly felt a chill in his heart!

"But............ There is no point in injecting a poison shot that can't hit people."

Punk knew that this was the enemy's last desperate blow, and the surprise weapon in his mouth could be said to be the standard for all stalkers, how could Punk, as a cautious mage, not be on guard?

In fact, when he saw the enemy fall to the ground, it seemed that there was no power to fight back, Punk was already secretly vigilant in his heart for the "final attack", and now seeing the poisonous needle that pierced the air and wrapped in black smoke flew faster than a sniper bullet, Punk indifferently activated the "secondary deflection position" on the robe, and calmly sighed in his heart "Magic items are really useful" Punk didn't realize that this time, his response was so effective and ............ Déjà vu!

For professionals, death is like the wind, always with me!

For ordinary people, death is like a night, like a shadow.

But for those who have already died, death is like a fall, and it comes suddenly............

When Punk suddenly realizes that something is wrong and turns around, Princess Nasya falls to the ground weakly............

Some people say that death is just a silent parting, even if a person is responsible or is blessed by the existence, she is the same as all people, the same breath, the same thoughts, the same sinking in the dark...... Sometimes death may be another form of relief, and there is no longer pressure and responsibility to chase after it, just as we do not see the decay and withering of the body, nor do we have the heart to feel the fresh life turn into dry bones, let alone look forward to seeing who is crying and who is laughing happily at that solemn and solemn funeral...... In fact, whether it is sadness or laughter, it has no meaning for the deceased, the blue heart, the sonorous beating without sunlight, the coagulated blood, but the endless flow of emptiness and dead silence, and the scarring that can never heal, begins to rot, is eroded by the darkness, and the perfect white skin can no longer feel the warmth of the whole world, this is death, like scattered flowers, sad and flat!

The sturdy Princess Nasia lay on the ground in the light of the remnants of the golden streamer around her, black steel needles stuck diagonally into her chest, and a violent toxin crept up her graceful collarbone with a death-threatening rose pattern............

She died, with her mother's expectations, with the blessings of Menessy, with the sacrifices of the soldiers, with the revenge and dreams she had sworn to accomplish in this dark and nameless woods, and the beauty and responsibility of the world may give her the courage to survive, but it cannot give her the strength to fight death......

Punk looked at the dead princess, feeling the judgment eye contract that was automatically dissolved because of the death of the contract object, and few of them froze in place, not only the joy of the termination of the troublesome contract, but also a lingering sense of absurdity—the princess who had been burdened with the thoughts of many people, and the princess who had not known how many missions had to be completed, died like this? Or was she accidentally killed by the poisonous needle that she had deflected?

Gently picking up Nasya's corpse with the hand of a mage, the princess, who was not considered a devout disciple, was not qualified to enter the realm of any god, and her soul had been swallowed up by the endless river of fate............ Punk had done his best, but no one could have imagined such an accident, not even the harsh Eye of Judgment.

Casually put the cold corpse of the princess on the ground, he felt psychologically messed up for a while, powerless life is so fragile and pathetic, even if she has more missions and dreams, even if she has a strong will and character, she can't compete with the piercing of a small poisonous needle, this is the reality - ridiculous to ridiculous! Reasonable to cruel!

"Are the efforts of those dead warriors, and the mages of Menessi, who sacrificed their great future and even put their lives on the line?"

Punk looked at the cold and silent corpse of the princess with complicated eyes, and asked himself this question without any emotional fluctuations!

"The answer is ............"

In Punk's eyes, confusion flashed, and he whispered to himself:

“............ Meaningful, their efforts are meaningful, but this meaning is not in the princess, but in themselves, their lethal act itself is the meaning of their death, which means that they have done their best, as for the result............ That's the "meaning" of princesses, not theirs"!

The whole quiet forest is silent because of the withering of beautiful flowers, but the movement of everything does not stop at all, the sad continue to grieve and the dancing continue to dance!

Punk in a good mood is a good proof of that............

The moment he figured out the problem, he only felt that his whole soul suddenly opened up, and successfully distinguished the "meaning" of entanglement, this realization and sense of accomplishment finally became the last straw for punk to break through the bottleneck, his soul was born at this moment, it seemed that the whole world was revealed in front of him, punk could even feel the fluctuations of space and latitude, and feel the "sound" of all things!

At the realm of a formal mage, punk has reached!

The dead continue to sink in the gloomy grave, but the rising star shines brightly!

When I opened my deep eyes, in my blue pupils, a little purple light flowed and lingered, as if it carried an endless world inside, intoxicated and ethereal............

Tasting the magic that is full of incredible power, feeling the soul that has undergone a qualitative change, Punk is happy to slightly curl the corners of his mouth, although he has not learned any formal-level spells, but with a formal-level soul to cast spells, even the apprentice-level spells have obtained incredible power increases, such as catapult, originally only the power of the anti-materiel sniper rifle, and now the punk can be sure that its strength will definitely catch up with the electromagnetic cannon in the science fiction movie!

And now, with the soul strength and ridiculously strong control of a formal mage, spells below the formal level can be instantaneous, and even many spells can be cast at the same time as if they have learned super magic skills, although these are only limited to low-level spells, but it is enough to see how unimaginable the power of the formal-level powerhouse is.

After calming down the joy in his heart, Punk took one last look at the princess who fell to the ground, she probably hid a secret worthy of Prince William's endless hunt, but Punk was not the protagonist of those fantasy novels, and even if he did have a little curiosity in his heart, it didn't reach the point where he had to figure it out............ As for the many people of Camos who are looking forward to the rescue of Her Royal Highness the Princess, as well as the poor queen who is anxiously waiting for the news of Nasya's survival, and the request and entrustment of Menessy before her death, Punk said very calmly - it's my business!

Punk, who was glad that he could get a bunch of knowledge for nothing (the princess is dead, the task doesn't have to be done, the reward has been paid) is now in a very happy mood, and he decided to go to the kingdom of Dylan, get a fief that is not too big or small, build a simple mage tower as much as possible, and study it carefully for decades (the official strong man has eternal youth, life span 1000, and the punk half-elf bloodline plus 1000), lay a good theoretical foundation for the official mage, and began to plan an increasingly difficult promotion path............ Think about it carefully, what you have to do is gone!

As for the ghosts of the Kingdom of Camos...... I think that the goal has been achieved, Prince William will not provoke a formal-level powerhouse across borders............

"So, a new show is about to take place"!

Punk walked into the woods indifferently and happily, and walked towards the kingdom of Dylan, as for the corpse of the dead princess............ Who has the leisure to her!