Chapter 1190: The Weak Warlock
The "Plague Box" was unscathed, so she still had the mind to stay stunned because of the punk Huiyue-level class level, but Dieter, who was standing next to her and had suffered from three thousand years of soul pain, couldn't wait, and now this bloodshot and hoarse voice just wanted to find someone to save her life as soon as possible.
I believe that Mr. "Thunderstorm", who has been unlucky all along, must have felt a sense of joy when he saw the arrival of a powerful Radiant Moon spellcaster, after all, the time when he lost all his strength and couldn't move was really unbearable.
So before Keisha Noah could finish her polite greeting, Dieter, who was confused and could not speak clearly, stood up with all his strength and said to Punk:
"Dear ...... Dear Mr. Radiant Moon Mage, I am one of the legendary members of the "Executors", the twenty-fourth level legendary warlock "Thunderstorm" Dietben Akama, Pantheon...... One of the Morning Star priests of the Pantheon and three weak gods of divine power launched a despicable attack on the "Hemenidor" plane where I lived, although I narrowly escaped my life but was seriously injured, although I have temporarily suppressed the further deterioration of the wound with the operation of the "Plague Box" lady, but now my soul's ability to heal itself is completely disabled, I need your help, very urgently............"
After saying everything he wanted to say in one breath, the panting "thunderstorm" shook like a sick boy who had run five kilometers in one breath and collapsed next to the stone pillar of the temporary camp.
It seems that although this guy claims to have successfully stopped the deterioration of his wound, but in fact, his injuries have aggravated a lot in the past three thousand years of waiting, and now if it is not for the spell of the punk prophecy system, it can be clearly determined that the soul of "Thunderstorm" has reached the legendary level, and the superficial perception of "Whisper of Destruction" alone cannot determine that the seriously ill patient in front of him is a professional!
It must be admitted that the legendary warlock who was sweating profusely just by saying a few words was too weak, and this weakness from the soul level once made his soul fluctuations impossible for anyone to successfully identify, and this situation was enough to prove what a dangerous border of life and death Terrible was in!
Morningstar-level attacks are not so easy to resist, and as the legendary warlock himself said, he is in desperate need of punk's help right now, if his dying state of dancing on the tip of a knife is not properly healed within a thousand years......... The lingering strange law energy will completely tear apart a shattered soul, and the fall of a powerful professional will be doomed!
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The subordinates of the "President", the legendary members of the "Executors", my colleagues, the "Thunderstorm" of the third group, a troublesome guy brought a troublesome news, but I didn't expect that I had just completed the promotion, and all this mess had already followed."
Expressionlessly staring at Dietburn, who collapsed on the ground, breathing more and less breathing, the punk who stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples only felt that his hard-won good mood had been swept away in an instant.
He knew that the decision made by the "President" before leaving would definitely affect the situation in the entire multiverse, and he also knew that the impact of the Great Sun War that took place in the Karamus Empire could not be as simple as destroying one-twentieth of the surface of the Faeron plane.
If Dieterburn's information is true, then the Pantheon has already taken the lead and begun to attack the legendary members of the "Executors"!
It is not difficult to guess that if the "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm" did not come to the Faeron plane in time to find their Morning Star Tower, then now the two "weakest executors" would probably die in the cold astral space!
In this way, it seems that the position of the so-called "interim reviewer" is not only not easy to handle, but also a little hot! No wonder the "president" would be so generous to give me so much knowledge of the Huiyue level, and even the extremely precious Huiyue killing move was directly "gifted......... There is no such thing as a free lunch."
Silently sighing in his heart that the "president" had a good plan to squeeze labor, the punk who shook his head helplessly still used a "mage's hand" to lift the "thunderstorm" up very lightly on the surface.
Since he has taken the "money" under the crown of the Throne of the Bright Sun, he can't be too perfunctory in doing things, and the "colleagues" who should be saved still can't be left alone.
What's more, the punk still needs the surviving Dietben to provide him with more information about the Pantheon, he is really a little curious about where the gods with serious combat attrition got the confidence to take the initiative!
"Keep up with me, Plague Box, I still have something to ask you".
Carrying the half-asleep Dietburn like a balloon to his magic tower, Punk's orders to Keisha Noah were not polite at all.
"Good...... Okay, Mr. "Whisper of Destruction", alas, I'll just come along............"
Hearing the merciless clear instructions of the Huiyue mage, the girl mage, who just wanted to pretend to be a transparent person and continue to stay in the temporary camp, was only stunned for a moment, and then had to sigh helplessly while trotting two steps to keep up with the back of the punk.
When Whisper of Destruction was still an ordinary legendary professional, Keisha Noah was already uncomfortable approaching this eerie spellcaster, and now that Punk has become a Radiant Moon Archmage, the "plague box" that has to follow behind the other party feels as if there is a deep sense of ominousness slowly enveloping every inch of his soul.
It was an indescribable fear, and it was a kind of Senluo chill that could not be covered by clothing, and such a feeling of being close to the "danger" itself once made the girl mage who couldn't laugh have the illusion of helplessness of being naked in the ice and snow.
Although the "Plague Box" repeatedly told herself that these abnormal sensory experiences were only due to the "dark gold pupils" that had imprinted their minds, in fact, Keisha Noah had always vaguely understood that her fear was not only due to a pair of eyes that were not looking at her at all.
She's been terrified...... Other, more terrible, more inevitable ...... "future"!
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By the way, the troubled girl mage was still wearing the gorgeous boss lady dress that didn't look like a spellcaster because she had fled in such a hurry.
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