Chapter 1120 Arrival
Punk is not very clear why the "President" is so sure that the "named" Meth Ur has no other place to hide and escape in the entire multiverse except his own magic tower, but if this If a piece of information is an objective fact, then at least "Whispers of Destruction" can tell it—there is no way out, "Archmage" Your Excellency, maybe you have stayed in your own home since the last time you lost a face-to-face confrontation with the "President" Never left the tower again.
Then, as the end of the war draws closer, and as the last place of sanctuary is about to fall completely under the siege of demon waves, with the "guildmaster", Tiamat, old Eman, and even the "devil prince" "Dimo Gaogen has four old Sun Thrones staring at him, how many choices can the "Grand Master" as a "lonely" Sun Throne make?
Continue to rely on the powerful defense of the magic tower to delay time and wait for the "miracle"? Or bravely leave the sanctuary that has turned into a cage and rush out to give it a go?
I'm afraid that's the only way to go, right?
As long as there is enough intelligence support, it is not difficult to judge the narrow path left by a Sunshine powerhouse. Long before accepting the task of "President", Punk had roughly anticipated this event that would overturn the legendary organizational structure of the multiverse. How the war might end.
And now it seems that "Whisper of Destruction" still has reasons to be satisfied with the accuracy of his judgment, after all, at this moment, when Tang Nila is still trying to use the "Gold Rivet Clothes" as a weight to carry out While negotiating, the Sunday-level war that was about to determine the outcome of the war really came as he had imagined!
"The battle on Sunshine... is really unimaginable, isn't it? Covered by such a magnificent light curtain, the silence of this sky alone is more wonderful than the noise from the abyss, yes... I can wake up from a deep sleep I can feel the breath of magic in the law, but this magical magic is different from all the knowledge I know... Maybe it's because its magic structure is a bit too perfect?"
Standing emotionally on the rapidly cooled rock crust, Punk gently stretched out his fingers to feel the energy in the air, and there was only an indifferent cloud and breezy deep in his heart.
The great battle of the Sun powerhouse is about to begin. Punk's left hand has tightly grasped the crystal sphere lent to him by the "President". As long as necessary, he can release the Sun-level magic shield "Eternal" at any time. Asylum" against the aftermath of the Great War.
The existence of this insurance is undoubtedly very reassuring, and it is precisely because of the sufficient security guarantee that the curious "Whisper of Destruction" has the courage to continue standing here to feel the mystery of the advanced law.
After all, according to the previous explanation of the "President", not only can the professionals in the "eternal shelter" move freely, but even the caster can continue to use the teleportation method to quickly leave the battlefield without any obstacles...
Of course, not everyone has the opportunity to own such enviable magic equipment. Although punk is lucky to be able to hold a "golden medal for avoiding death" in front of the oppression of natural disasters, the unlucky "star" "The Wolf of the Realm" Tang Nila could only smile wryly and look around, wanting to cry without tears.
He doesn't have anything to save his life. It's just a dream to survive the aftermath of the Sun Wars with the defensive effect of a mere morning star ultimate move.
And because of the unique nature of the "Golden Rivet Clothes" that greatly reduces the movement speed of the spell caster, poor Augustine's temporary leader is now unable to even try to escape.
So he stared blankly at the increasingly colorful orange-yellow curtain that rendered the sky deeper and deeper, feeling that the natural law that had just been silent was slowly becoming distorted and weird, as if the "star wolf" could already see it. The tragic scene of myself dying in a sudden explosion without a place to bury him.
"Damn it, Sean, did you expect that this war would develop like this? Did you wait for Sunday's war to break out in Kalamus?"
Suddenly turning his head viciously and glaring at the still expressionless "Whisper of Destruction", the panting Tang Nila was already twisting the fat on his face with hatred.
He hates, he hates the insidiousness of Methur, he also hates the insidiousness of punk, he hates his own stupidity, and even more hates the greed of human nature!
If he wasn't greedy for rewards, if he wasn't greedy for magic, how could he, the "Wolf of the Star Realm", live in seclusion in the vast and silent star realm, come to the plane of Faerun to participate in any war? If he hadn't participated in this sea-deep war, how could he have inexplicably become a slave of the "Great Mage" so that he had to wait to die in the ruins with an expressionless and powerful enemy?
It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world, any creature must be responsible for every choice it makes, mortals are like this, and legends are no exception.
When the "price" comes, both hatred and "if" are doomed to be meaningless. Compared with regretting, jumping up and down, yelling and beating your chest, accepting the reality calmly may allow you to die with dignity.
But from the perspective of a dying person... the meaning of the words "accept reality" may not be as relaxed and calm as ordinary people imagine. "The Wolf of the Realm" obviously couldn't bear the end of his life journey of millions of years. After realizing that the fate of falling was approaching, Tang Nila, whose body was full of golden and red lights suddenly burst out, was almost at the same moment. For a moment, he rushed to Punk's position recklessly.
Obviously, he probably already guessed that the morning star caster with cold and unchanging eyes in the distance must have some trump cards that are enough to make people face the disaster of the sun level but still have nothing to fear, and as a "poor guy" who has nothing, If the temporary leader of Augustine, who was abandoned as cannon fodder, wanted to survive, then this unknown trump card belonging to the enemy must be his only hope.
So driven by a strong desire to survive, the "Wolf of the Star World", who directly ignited his soul without hesitation, finally broke out in a desperate situation.
"I'm Donella Augustine! I'm a jackal from the star realm. I will never just fall here without knowing why. I want to plunder the hope of surviving!"
Forced by the crisis of life and death, the self-proclaimed "Wolf of the Star Realm" Master Chen Xing showed the unscrupulous and bloody eyes of a hungry wolf for the first time. Staring at the head of the powerful enemy in front of him without any slack, Augustine, who did not hesitate to write runes in his soul at this moment, is definitely a powerful magic wolf. The deterrent aura he carried even made Punk once It reminds me of a certain mysterious golden knight!
However…………
"jingle"!
"..."
It was a little too late for the battle meal to be staged. In the quiet and deserted silence, the real hosts of the grand banquet have both arrived!