Chapter 1075 Just Right

"Are you ready to face death? Mr. Walkway-Zuo Mi? But whether you have heard the call of fate or not, the sad fool named "Dead Wenfeng Lantern" today will inevitably fall in this bloody land. Infiltrated the battlefield."

Kesvia, who was leaning back without saying a word, stared at the ferocious head floating in the sky, which was trying to spread the magic power "turtle speed", and the expressionless punk just used the "Blood Ball" in his hand to aim the other side.

Now Walkway's body doesn't even have a layer of basic magic defense. If his fragile soul is hit with such a solid morning-level spell, it is conceivable that falling will be his only end. A magnificent battle punk has been won, and it turns out that there are many times when even the most powerful slapstick spells can't compare to the huge advantages that a class level can give a legendary class.

However, the unscathed and unharmed Mage Morning Star, who is in charge of life and death, is really relaxed and free, but the unlucky madman in the red robe is not so leisurely. In the midair blown by the cold wind, Walkway, who found that he has temporarily lost all spellcasting ability, finally did not In the beginning, the arrogant smile that he thought he was invincible in the world, now only the real fear and horror of death remained in his wide-open pupils:

"No...no! You can't kill me, I...I am the greatest spell-casting genius "Dead Wen Feng Deng", and I am the only morning star professional who is loyal to Mr. Eman in the entire Red Robe Mage Guild. I am the only person in charge of constructing the abyss rift at the morning star level, no one can kill me, no one can, no... please, don't kill me, okay?"

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

Regarding the absurd words of "Dead Writing" which can be called the last struggle before dying, Punk just gave a concise and clear answer with cold eyes.

From the perspective of the neutral and chaotic "Whispers of Destruction", there has never been any enemy in the world that he cannot kill. Maybe the existence of Walkway is really important to the current president of the Red Robe Mage Guild, and maybe the next war is also true. Still need this guy to construct a fan of morning star rifts to unleash murderous demon lords, but... so what?

Punk is also the only morning star spellcaster among the "executors" today. At any rate, he has the title of "Supernova of the Silent Alliance" and he doesn't think the "chairman" will say anything more because of his "slightly impulsive" behavior. As for the construction of the abyssal rift—this technology is not a particularly difficult and mysterious method. Maybe the door opened by Punk cannot be as perfect or as numerous as Walkway, but he can guarantee that the "President" plan will never be due to The death of a mere red-robed mage was hindered.

So with such a perfect confidence, what reason is there for the self-made "dead literary style" to survive?

"Goodbye, poor madman"!

In the end, he said a simple farewell, completely ignoring all of Walkway's pleas and threats, and the morning star mage indifferently let go of the last confinement of his own magic power on the gray-black ball, so far accompanied by a roar that shook the space , The "Blooding Ball" like a fired shell also flew straight to the head of Walkway, who couldn't dodge.

Then in the next moment......

"Clang... bang"!

The attack failed.

There was no sign at all, and a bright golden flash rushed to the side of Walker's head at a very fast speed. Like a small sun, it illuminated the dark and deep silent night sky. The huge shield painted by Wen is like a big racket, and the "Ball of Destruction" flying at high speed is just right and good, and when a metallic hum resounds through the wilderness and reverberates endlessly, a punk is very familiar with it. The fluctuations in his mental power were also transmitted from the sky with a cynical and unscrupulous attitude:

"Good evening, Mister "Destroyer Whispers"? I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, why are you still so cruel and grumpy? You have a bad temper. My uncle rushed over here, so you welcome me with such a "little firecracker"?"

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

"Morning star conjuration system spell - blowing of destruction".

Without hesitation, he raised his staff and pointed it at the golden figure in the sky who saved Walkway at the critical moment. Punk released a powerful morning-star spell with his shot, and saw a gray-black dense law of destruction The fragments covered the sky like the thick fog sprayed from the fire extinguisher, covering the entire star-studded sky. So far, the obscure fog that formed an entire sea of ​​clouds in an instant has completely obscured the source of the last light in the night.

However, the effect of this kind of attack is destined to be very ordinary. In the dense clouds of destruction, a piece of bright yellow fighting spirit lingering around the golden figure perfectly protected the flamboyant armor and the red-robed mage who breathed a sigh of relief. Head, and it only took less than one ten-thousandth of a second, that annoying spirit who is nosy and has its own light source like a big light bulb rushed out of the thick fog like a flashing meteor and came to the ground to have an "equal" dialogue with punk up.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I know you are very angry now, but these things are all misunderstandings, right? We are allies now, so there is no need to fight to death, right? What's more, this time, I have good news. came."

There is no doubt at all, this flamboyant guy who rushed into the battlefield and rescued "Dead Wenfengdeng" must be the morning star knight "Kain Bisadas" who was sent by the "guildmaster" to the Red Robe Mages Guild to carry out a mission, although the punk It is not clear how the "instant killing gun" managed to race against time and rush to save people, but in any case, the crazy knight who was holding Walker's head in a wicked way obviously didn't intend to Let the morning star spellcaster with displeased eyes kill the red-robed mage who is looking for trouble.

Moreover, after being beaten with only one head left, Walkway's mouth was obviously much softer than the appearance of "Boss, my second" at the beginning. Seeing that someone is willing to speak for him, "Dead Wen Feng Deng", who endured the feeling of being picked up and shaking his hair, quickly apologized to Punk, who was holding his staff tightly and ready to continue attacking at any time:

"You are the legendary punk-Sian? Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, all misunderstandings! We are hard-core allies with the same interests, and our enemies are the damned Pantheon and Meth Ur. Infighting...infighting or something It's all wrong...and I have good news for you...what good news? Tell him quickly!"

"..."

It seems that the crazy Walkway didn't know who he was fighting with until he was about to be beaten to death by the enemy, but since he had only one head left and was still being held in his hand, the answer to this question It doesn't seem to make much sense anymore.

The current red-robed mage definitely hopes that the so-called "good news" brought by the Saobao knight in front of him can save his life