Chapter 1211: Clever
When Whisper of Destruction came to the plane of Maixiang Farm, there was only one god of medium divine power in his perception, and that was the Radiant Moon level powerhouse who had become the God of Killing—Smile.
I have to admit that even though I haven't seen each other for almost 200,000 years, my smile is still the same as Punk himself and a handsome and handsome mad knight, standing in a touch of the sunset, the girl god in blood-red short leather pants and long red ponytail hair still looks young and beautiful. With a bewitching face, if you exclude the bloody mist that lingers next to her body and the other bloody girl she is carrying in her hand, even if this god of killing represents evil and calamity, her existence is enough to be called a "country and a city", right?
But Punk never cared about such inconsequential and boring things, he knew exactly what he had come all the way from the silent and barren astral realm to this wheat field of theocratic plane, and he knew who his enemies were.
So even though the girl god standing not far from him had been staring at him with an incomparably evil and meaningful gaze, the Mage Radiant Moon with the pale scepter in his hand still stared blankly at Keisha Noah, who was covered in blood, and Dieter himself, who was lying on the ground and fell unconscious.
It's not hard to see that the hapless "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm" were defeated by the powerful smile with little effective resistance, and now the fools who can't even master a legendary killing move are all prisoners of the hostile forces - and the most upsetting thing for Punk is that the two extremely disdainful "waste" are still his nominal "companions" and "subordinates" in legal terms, and "Whispers of Destruction" even need to be rescued if necessary.
Sounds like two big burdens, doesn't it? Why can't these pieces of waste die so neatly? You have to find an excuse to get rid of them!
Although the misfortunes of the Maiden Mage and the Legendary Warlock are technically due to the poor decision-making of the Radiant Moon Mage, it is ............
"What a waste of more than enough to succeed, Keisha Noah, Dietburn, you don't even seem to have the qualifications to live."
Eerie and cold, cruel and unforgiving!
Punk came here to kill, not to save people, and in fact, the sinister spellcaster also thinks that it is in their best interest for Keisha Noah and "Thunderstorm", two guys who have some degree of evidence of their "human experimentation", to die here.
So the girl mage, who couldn't even say a word, made a defense, and "Whisper of Destruction" directly labeled his two subordinates as "dead people".
At the same time, his tough behavior is actually implying that he has the confidence to talk to himself because of the two Executor Legend members - I don't care about the life or death of the two "wastes", you can't extort the slightest benefit from me.
“............”
"Boss...... Boss, I was born and died for you, how can you ............"
"Bang"!
Keisha Noah, who tried her best to open one eye, obviously couldn't believe that the punk would directly decide to abandon herself without even talking about the ransom, and seeing that the last ray of life was about to fade away from her pupils, the girl mage, who was still pretending to be unconscious just now, finally couldn't help but release her spiritual power message loudly and tried to save her.
However, she didn't have time to finish her complaint, because the smile and merciless slap had already hit her head with a buzzing sound.
"Be quiet, be quiet, don't interject when adults talk, children, see, have you, the boss given up on you, a helpless little fellow, so you two captives are useless, aren't they?
The bloody smile on the corner of his mouth, and a vicious glow flashed in his eyes, the God of Killing had gently used his killing power to lift the limp bodies of Keisha Noah and Dietben into the air.
Drop in the next moment............
The smile in his soft tone didn't kill the two legendary professionals with desperate faces!
She just took out a bottle of strange potion with a black-red aura at great speed, and suddenly poured it into the mouths of the "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm", and before the vigilant "Whisper of Destruction" could make any moves, the God of Killing, who kicked the girl mage and the legendary warlock one after another, kicked her captives quite far away from the battlefield.
It was a very powerful bottle of curse moon level divine magic potion, and in the blink of an eye, the powerful medicinal effect penetrated into the depths of the souls of Kaisha Noah and Ditben along with the god's killing divine power.
It was evident that Smile had the right amount of control over the potion, and that the perfectly diluted potion was just right to inflict maximum pain and nerf on the miserable "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm" without causing them to die.
Obviously, at this time, the vicious God of Killing is trying to artificially create two serious illnesses to slow down the punk's actions and even the entire "executors" plan, after all, the tradition of the members of the Silent Alliance to help each other is well known, although the girl god who knows the punk character very well does not expect her "old friend" to always abide by some overly rigid rules, but in this critical period when the war has just begun, even if it can only temporarily add trouble to the enemy, it is worth the cost of a bottle of potion.
Many people must admit that two "companions" who have lost their combat effectiveness are much more distressing than two "companions" who have died, and although the girl god has told her subordinates that she wants to contain the hostile Mage Huiyue alone, she actually doesn't want to fight with a monster at all - so if you don't want to solve the problem through combat, the plan of "prisoner of war" is really a good move worth trying, isn't it?
"Punk-Sean, you've always been very knowledgeable, and the old guys of the Society of the Gods say that you must have been the lucky one who got that share of the Nethriel inheritance nearly 400,000 years ago, but now that we've all reached the realm of the Radiant Moon, I think the knowledge you got from that Nethrel ruins isn't enough, right?
Smiling at the caster's deep gaze, which didn't show any emotion, the smiling tone sounded like she was already complacent about her own clever idea.