Chapter 1121 Girl?

"jingle"!

The sound of knocking ice and jade and making gold and stone is like the collision of crushed ice, and the sound of reeds. A wind chime that seems to rippling from the depths of the soul enveloped the entire sky in an instant.

This is an abrupt playing, and it is also a crisp prelude. Accompanied by such a "jingle" and the co-vibration of law and space, Punk, who is under the ruins of the battlefield, feels that the world in front of him seems to have entered a silent turmoil in an instant. Paused.

At this moment, the "Whisper of Destruction" who is a morning star caster not only found that all his perception abilities had been completely wiped out and dissipated into the dreamlike depths of nothingness, even from the perspective of a soul, he also felt that My own thinking stopped suddenly under this crisp call - the breeze had already turned into rain and merged into the secluded spring, and there was only the melodious "jingling" sound like a wind chime resounding incessantly between heaven and earth... ………

"It is turning into a new "order" to redefine the boundary between fantasy and reality, and it may itself be a part of the gap between reality and reality that never existed"!

This is the punk's reluctant guess of the "jingle bell" sound that is completely incomprehensible to its current knowledge.

Of course, even if it is just a little guess, it has to be a matter of "after". In the "now" in the center of the battlefield, "Whisper of Destruction" who is in a daze for the first time in his life needs to do as soon as possible. There is obviously only one thing. ——That is to rely entirely on instinct and quickly release the ultimate defense in your hands to ensure your life is safe.

After all, the two strong Yaori who represented danger and disaster even among the legendary professionals had obviously arrived, and now if anyone dared to stand in a daze on the spot, something big would happen!

"Sunday-level Advent spell—Eternal Protection"!

"Buzz"!

Almost forcibly squeezing his own soul and forcing his stagnant thinking to work again, Punk, who felt that his body and even his mind were suddenly full of unreality, quickly used the powerful spell solidified on the sun-level magic crystal ball in his hand.

Even from an intuitive point of view, "Whisper of Destruction" can fully appreciate the great danger contained in that seemingly simple "jingle" of wind chimes. He is very clear that this sudden sound froze the whole world. Maybe the ringing is a special auxiliary method released by the strong Yaori before the official battle. If he stays in that "junction between virtual and real" state for too long at this time... the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

Although it is unreliable to judge from the "painting style" of the attack, the music of this "ding bell" is probably an attack launched by the "chairman" against Meth Ur, but Punk does not think that he is the same as the "Great Mage". The "President" of the sun-level professional will deliberately reduce the power in order to facilitate his safe evacuation during such a tense battle. Therefore, in order to avoid risks, it is prudent to give up the greedy idea of ​​​​perceiving the mysterious law and run away as soon as possible. A wise choice that spellcasters should choose.

So under the radiance of an oval crimson, the dusty crystal ball emitting a strange humming frequency instantly released a scene of crystal shields as thin as cicada's wings under Punk's control.

So far, the spell of "Eternal Asylum" has been released, and the punk in it has instantly recovered normal perception and thinking abilities as the "President" told him in advance.

"..."

"It's truly an advent spell at the Sun level. This kind of paradoxical effect, which can not only shield the fluctuation of all laws, but also simulate normal laws out of thin air in places where the laws are frozen, cannot be explained by knowledge at the morning star level."

Seeing such a shield without dead ends appear in front of him that really does not hinder him from using his perception ability and releasing spell effects, Punk, who has finally escaped from the dangerous state, can't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Although in essence he didn't understand what kind of protection mechanism the sun-level spell that was protecting him had, but the excellent performance of this thing was definitely obvious to "Whispers of Destruction".

In fact, not far from Punk's current location, the poor "Star Wolf" Donnyla, who had not had time to gain any defense and was reduced to a negative teaching material, was almost finished. At the beginning of the desperate charge, the noble mage fell to the ground because of a sudden loss of perception. Now that "Whisper of Destruction" has completed the construction of the magic shield and hid in it, the expression on his face is horrified. Tang Nila's body, which was absolutely incapable of making a sound, had already turned into a deathly gray-white like stagnant mist.

If there is no accident, I am afraid that it will not take long for such a "respectable and deplorable" "temporary lord" to be crushed into nothingness due to the powerful power of unknown magic...

However, the miserable end of the "Star Wolf" is obviously not related to punk. After finally gaining a short-term safety, the only thing that Mage Morning Star needs to do is to quickly release the portal that has been constructed in his hand to complete this task. Just a perfect evacuation.

For the "Whisper of Destruction" who has completed all the tasks of the "Executors", now he who has single-handedly helped the Karamus Empire to its destruction can be regarded as retired. He is a mercenary who is only responsible for taking money to do things. He needs to worry about the next battle of the "President", so Punk is obviously more willing to rush back to his magic tower as soon as possible and wait quietly for the follow-up of this big event than to focus on the dangerous Sunday War.

It just so happened that His Excellency the "Great Mage", who couldn't be bothered no matter what he thought about it now, didn't show any intention of noticing him, so if he didn't leave now, when would we wait?

However, it is worth mentioning that at the last moment of entering the portal, Mage Morningstar, who had ensured that his situation was completely safe, managed to spare a little time to glance at the distant sky from the corner of his eye...

Simply observing the battle situation, there is no other idea.

Undoubtedly, the two powerful professionals who are undisguisedly exuding the aura of the sun and standing in the cloudless sky are the "President" and Mess Ur who are bound to fight. .

Punk doesn't know the aura fluctuations of the "Grand Mage", but he definitely remembers the soul aura of the "President" very clearly, so he only needs to take a simple glance to perceive the undisturbed, extremely sharp-eyed "Whisper of Destruction" The two Sun Kings who are full of "powerful demeanor" and who don't know what they are talking about tit for tat are crowned and seated.

The middle-aged man standing on the left wearing a robe decorated with gorgeous gemstones is obviously the president of the Mage Guild "Methur-Pitnak". On the outside, he is particularly "obscure for everyone", and there is nothing unusual about him with a public face.

But opposite him is the right side of the orange-red sky... The image of the "President" made Punk feel a little surprised from the bottom of his heart.

Because that is holding a vermilion staff, wearing a light gray hooded robe, with cold and resolute eyes, under the crown of the Sun Throne is a... girl?