Knowing that his enemy may come to a designated place to join the battle at any time, as a legendary mage who likes to prepare in advance, how can punk not arrange powerful and effective countermeasures to wait for the enemy to "take the bait"? Insidious spellcasters never care about so-called fairness and justice.

So at the beginning of the plan, the legendary wizard did not hesitate to spend time and casting materials specially to arrange the "Bernice Chain Trap". In the position where the battle may occur, this enchanting spell is like a large web of spider silk. Covering a vast area, the dense runes are hidden under a large area of ​​normal and ordinary laws, just like a predator hiding fangs and claws in the shadows, and only waiting for the enemy to throw the net, the bloodiest cold light will Suddenly burst out.

It is true that punk’s enchanting spells are really not very good. The traps he arranged are actually of average level. The powerful hidden function of enchanting trap-like spells has not been played by the "Destroy Whisper" at all. Now this "Bernice Chain Trap" The hidden effect of is like covering a pothole with a layer of hay.

But even so, poor Atdylen still didn't notice anything, he strode into the trap without hesitation... and then there was no chance to come out again.

It wasn't until the golden chains clung to his body like a snake, and the **** roaring like a beast realized that he had personally ruined his last chance of survival. However, at this moment, he could only pull the tie while trying hard. The tenacious shackles tied to the arm and the neck generally screamed:

"No! Despicable bastards! Do you cowards have the courage to come over and fight me? Do you have the courage to come over"?

Struggling hard and trying to control the divine power to cut the chain, the Hurricane God, who is struggling to stand on the broken ground, made the loudest roar in the face of the gloomy caster in the distance. The thunder raged in the space with frost, but the icy ballast But it can't break the heavy chains.

Only after less than a second passed, Atdylan, who was strangled by the chain, could hardly even make a sound.

"Sad God... Forget it, we have wasted too much time. Next, it's time to end this boring battle."

Ignoring the hysterical gaze of the hurricane god, punk, who has no emotional fluctuations, just skillfully began to prepare a new legendary spell.

Of course, even if the grinning beast has been temporarily locked in a cage, the prudent legendary mage still will not take it lightly. In order not to damage the chains that bind the powerful enemy and the armor of the Morningstar Golem he valued most, he decided to use it far away. The single-handed spell cuts Atdylen's exposed head, and finally kills this sad enemy!

For the sake of safety, the hidden girl with its gods and the legendary knight with **** eyes also stood as far away as the caster and guarded carefully.

In other words...it is more appropriate to describe the state of the other two people as "watching from a distance". After all, for the legendary mage, the prey has been firmly imprisoned. What I will do next... …Just simply "executing" a god!

"..."

"I... am I going to die like this, like a beast in a cage, obscured, and sadly fallen"...

Dimly feeling the dangerous breath, he locked his eyebrows. At Dylan's mind was a little clearer because the last believers he had had died. He quickly realized that he had been locked in by the enemy's attack, and his tired muscles tried to tighten. Evasion, but the tightly bound joints made him immobile like a fish on a chopping board.

"Heh... it's over, is my failed life finally coming to an end"...

Reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​struggling with brute force. At Dylan, who tried to continue thinking about ways to get out, felt that his thinking seemed to be clouded with a haze.

He couldn't think of anything, and he didn't really think of anything.

In fact, the God of Hurricane at this moment is indeed desperate. "Bernice's Chain Trap" is not so easy to break free. A large number of mana chains are like the strongest shackles that entangle Atdylan’s limbs. The captured beast can barely stand up, but he has no idea to get closer to his enemy.

The enemy is close in front of him but unable to move his footsteps, scarred and he wants to explode the last strength but cannot start. I am afraid that no one can know how the mood of the hurricane **** today is mixed, but there is no doubt that the voice The hoarse beast has finally reached the end of life driven by courage...

"laugh"!

The gray-black sharp light shot from the distant sky turned into an icy sharp blade. This slender but extremely sharp "long knife" slashed on Atdylen’s head with great precision because there was no It is covered by armor, so the energy full of the law of destruction is as easy as cutting tofu into the flesh and blood of the gods.

"Ah! It hurts, I'm not dead yet, my bones are really strong."

Feeling the explosive pain exploding in his own mind, Atdylen, who instantly lost his light because of the shattered pupils, only felt sad.

Since the armor of the Morningstar Golem does not have the protective component of the "helmet"~lightnovelpub.net~, the energetic hurricane **** once specially modified his skull to make its hardness comparable to Morningstar-level magical materials, but he What I didn't expect was that I would have a day when "because my head is too strong, I have to endure more humiliation and torture".

There is no doubt that the specially reinforced skull resisted the first attack of Whispers of Destruction. The seriously injured Atdylan did not happily lose his life. Then, the poor God of Hurricane was destined to be unable to struggle. Withstand more attacks, until his hard head was shredded by spells, until the cracked soul disappeared into nothingness under the power of destruction.

I can’t move and wait for the enemy to kill himself. For a god, nothing is more pathetic and painful than this. With another sharp cutting spell, he slashed the wound on his own flesh and blood, and his skull cracked. , The trance-stricken Atdylan suddenly thought of a warning word that a blue dragon had left to him.

"Sad gods, take this priesthood from me. It once placed me on the throne of arrogance, and it also put me in a desperate situation today... I congratulate you in the name of the **** of hurricanes. Step into a new peak, and curse you into the abyss of despair in the name of "The Disaster of Wind and Light"! Yes, Atdylan, you killed me, but don't forget that one day...you will be too ...The next me"!

"Let you get it right... my strong enemy, my best friend..."

Feeling the last moan of the overwhelmed skull, and feeling that the third slash hit the wound in a flash, Atdylen finally closed his eyes with a self-deprecating smile.

So far, the frost has scattered, so far, the wind is calm.

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