"Are you ready to meet death? Mr. Walkway-Zuo Mi? But no matter whether you have heard the call of fate or not, today the sad fool named "Dead Wind Lantern" will inevitably fall in this **** place. On the battlefield of immersion".

Leaning on her back without saying a word, Xvia stared at the ferocious head that was trying to spread the magic "Turtle Speed" in the suspended sky. The expressionless punk just used the "ball of destruction" in his hand to aim indifferently. The other party.

Now Walkway’s body does not even have the most basic magic defense. If its fragile soul is forced to bear such a real morning star spell, it can be imagined that the fall will be his only end. The magnificent battle punk has already won. Facts have proved that in many cases, even the most powerful magic spells can't beat the huge advantages that a professional level can bring to legendary professionals.

However, the morningstar mage, who is in charge of life and death and is unharmed, is really relaxed, but the hapless mad red robe is not so leisurely. Surrounded by the cold wind, Walkway, who finds that he has temporarily lost all spell casting abilities, finally has no At the beginning, the arrogant smile that he thought was invincible in the world, his wide open eyes now only left the real horror and horror of death:

"No...no! You can't kill me, I...I'm the greatest spell-casting genius "Dead Wind Lantern", I am the only Morningstar professional left in the entire Red Robe Mage Guild who is loyal to Mr. Eman. I am the only person responsible for constructing the deep rift in the Morningstar hierarchy. No one can kill me, no one, no... Please, don't kill me, okay?"

　　 "Of course not good, isn't this an obvious fact"?

　　 Regarding the absurd words that "dead writing wind lantern" is the last struggle before dying, punk only made a concise and clear answer with cold eyes.

In the neutral and chaotic "Whisper of Destruction", there has never been an enemy in the world that he can't kill. Maybe Walkway's existence is really important to the current leader of the Red Robe Mage Guild, and maybe the next war is true. It still needs this guy to construct a fan of morning star fissures to release the ferocious demon lord, but... what about that?

Punk is also the only Morningstar spellcaster among the "executors". At any rate, with the title of "Supernova of the Silent League", he doesn't think the "chairman" will say anything because of his little "slightly impulsive" behavior. As for the construction of the Abyssal Rift-this kind of technology is not a particularly difficult mysterious method. Perhaps the door opened by punk cannot be as perfect as Walkway and even numerous, but he can guarantee that the plan of the "guildmaster" will never be due to The death of a red-robed mage was hindered.

　　 So with such perfect confidence, what reason can the self-made "dead text Fengdong" survive?

　　 "Goodbye, sad madman"!

Finally, he said a simple farewell. The Morningstar Mage, who completely ignored all Walkway's pleadings and threats, indifferently let go of the final imprisonment of his own magic on the gray-black ball, and this was accompanied by a space-shattering roar. , The "Ball of Destruction" that looked like an out-of-bore cannonball also flew straight to Walkway's head, who couldn't dodge.

　　 Then in the next moment............

　　 "Clang............bang"!

　　The attack failed.

A flash of bright gold that exploded to Walkway’s head with no signs at all, illuminating the dark and deep silent night sky like a small sun. Amidst the hot and glaring flashes, I saw a golden eagle. The huge shield painted in the text is like a big racket. It is suitable to shoot the high-speed flying "ball of destruction", and when the metal buzzing reverberates through the wilderness endlessly, it makes punk very familiar. Fluctuations in the mental power of's were also passed from the high altitude with a cynical and improper attitude:

　　 "Good evening, Mr. "Destroy Whisper"? Why are you still so cruel and irritable after tens of thousands of years, my uncle came here in a hurry, would you welcome me with such a "little firecracker"?"

　　 "............Of course not, the gorgeous fireworks are still behind"!

　　 "Morning Star Conjuration Law System Spell-Destroying Breath".

Without hesitation, he raised his staff and aimed it at the golden figure in the sky that had rescued Walkway at the moment. Punk released a powerful morning star spell, and saw a gray-black dense law of destruction. Fragments overwhelmingly obscured the entire sky of shining stars like a dense fog from a fire extinguisher. So far, the obscure haze that formed a whole sea of ​​clouds in an instant has completely obscured the source of the last light in the night.

However, the effect of this attack is destined to be very general. Only in the dense cloud of destruction, a bright yellow vindictive spirit lingers around the golden figure perfectly protects the armor of the body and the red robe mage who breathes a sigh of relief. The head, and it only took less than one ten-thousandth of a second, the annoying spirit with its own light source like a big light bulb burst out of the thick fog like a flashing meteor and came to the ground to talk to punk "equally" Up.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, this uncle knows that you are very angry now, but these things are all misunderstandings? We are all allies now, don't we need to fight for life, don't we? Not to mention this time, this uncle has good news. Coming here".

There is no doubt that the guy who rushed into the battlefield and saved the "Dead Lantern" is definitely the morning star knight "Kane Besadas" who was sent by the "guildmaster" to the Red Robe Mage Guild to perform the task.~www.mtlnovel .com~ Although punk is still unclear how the "Instant Kill Gun" managed to come over to save people in such a race against time and without any difference, but anyway, it is carrying the evil taste of Walkway's head madly. The knights obviously did not intend to let the displeased Morningstar spellcaster kill the red-robed mage who had nothing to troubleshoot.

Moreover, after being beaten with only one head, and just after finally getting out of danger, Walkway’s mouth was obviously much softer than the original "Boss, my second" appearance. When someone is willing to speak for themselves and endures the feeling of being picked up and the hair is dangling, the "death lantern" also hurriedly smiled at the punk who was holding the staff ready to continue attacking at any time:

"You are the legendary punk-Sean? Misunderstandings and misunderstandings, all misunderstandings! We are hard-core allies with the same interests. Our enemies are the **** Pantheon and Messoul, internal fighting... internal fighting or something. It's all wrong... and I still have good news to tell you... What's the good news? Hurry up and tell him!"

　　 "…………"

It seemed that until he was about to be killed by the enemy, the crazy Walkway knew who he was fighting with, but since he had only one head left in his hands, the answer to this question It doesn't seem to make much sense anymore.

　　 The current red-robed mage definitely hopes that the saobao knight in front of him really brings the so-called "good news" to save his life...

　　

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