Chapter 1181 Weak Warlock

"Plague Box" was completely unscathed, so she still had the mind to stay where she was because she was shocked by Punk Huiyue's professional level, but Dieter, who stood next to her and suffered from soul pain for three thousand years, couldn't wait any longer. Now, this Trumpchi warlock with bloodshot eyes and hoarse voice just wants to find someone to help him as soon as possible.

I believe that Mr. "Thunderstorm", who has been unlucky from the beginning to the end, must have felt a kind of joyful mood when he saw a powerful Huiyue spellcaster coming. After all, the time when he lost all his power and was unable to move It is unbearable.

So before Kaishanoya politely greeted him, Dieterben, who was confused and unable to speak clearly, stood up with all his strength and told Punk:

"Respect... respected Mister Huiyue, I am one of the legendary members of the "Executors", a level 24 legendary warlock "Thunderstorm" Dietben-Akama, a member of Pantheon... Pantheon A morning star cleric and three weak gods launched a despicable attack on the "Heminidor" plane where I live. Although I escaped by chance, I was seriously injured. I have temporarily suppressed the further deterioration of the wound through the operation, but now my soul self-healing ability has completely failed, and I need your help very urgently..."

He finished all the things he wanted to say concisely in one breath, and the next second, the panting "Thunderstorm" swayed and collapsed beside the stone pillar of the temporary camp like a sick and weak boy who ran five kilometers in one breath.

It seems that although this guy claims that he has successfully prevented the deterioration of the wound, in fact his injury has aggravated a lot during the three thousand years of waiting time. Now if it is not for the punk divination spell, he can clearly determine the "thunderstorm" The soul has reached the legendary level, and the superficial perception of "Destruction Whispers" cannot determine that the critically ill patient in front of him is a professional!

It must be admitted that the legendary warlock who was drenched in sweat just by saying a few words was too weak. This kind of weakness from the soul level once made his soul fluctuations unable to be successfully identified by anyone. This situation is enough to prove that What a dangerous life-and-death frontier Dieterben is in!

Attacks at the morning star level are not so easy to resist. As the legendary warlock himself said, he desperately needs punk's help now. Without proper treatment... the lingering weird law energy will completely tear apart a fragmented soul, and the fall of a powerful professional will be doomed!

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A subordinate of the "President"? A legendary member of the "Executors"? My colleague? The third group of "thunderstorms"? A troublesome guy brought a troublesome news, I didn't expect that I just finished the promotion, and these messy things have already followed."

Staring blankly at Dieterben who collapsed on the ground, who was exhaling more and less inhaling, Punk stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples, feeling that his hard-won good mood had been swept away in an instant.

He knew that the decision made by the "President" before he left would definitely affect the situation of the entire multiverse, and he also knew that the impact of the Great Sun War that took place in the Kalamus Empire was absolutely impossible. It's as simple as destroying one-twentieth of the surface of the Faerun plane.

Check it out now! If the information that Dieterben said is true, then the Pantheon has already preemptively attacked the legendary members of the "Executors"!

However, the huge Alliance of the Silent Ones and even the Zhentarim Society called "Allies" who are actually "Jackals" have not responded to this. It is not difficult to guess that if the "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm" did not come to the plane of Faerun in time to find themselves The Morning Star Tower, and now their two "weakest executors" will probably die in the cold astral space!

"It seems that the position of the so-called "temporary reviewer" is not only difficult to take, but also a bit hot! No wonder the "guild leader" is so generous to give me so much knowledge of the Huiyue level, and even the incomparably precious Huiyue ultimate move. It was directly "gifted"...there really is no free lunch in the world".

Silently feeling the "President"'s good plan to squeeze the labor force in his heart, Punk shook his head helplessly and used a "mage's hand" to lift "Thunderstorm" up on the surface.

Since he has taken the "money" from the throne of Yaori, he should not be too perfunctory in his work, and the "colleagues" who should be rescued should not be left alone.

What's more, Punk still needs the surviving Dieterben to provide him with more information about the Pantheon. He is really curious about where the gang of gods with severely reduced combat effectiveness got the confidence to take the initiative!

"Follow me, 'Plague Box', I have something to ask you".

He led the half-asleep and half-awake Dieterben to his magic tower like a balloon, and the order Punk issued to Kaisanoya was not polite at all.

"Okay...Okay, Mister "Destroyer Whispers", alas, I'll just follow..."

Hearing Master Huiyue's merciless instructions, the girl mage who just wanted to pretend to be a transparent person and stay in the temporary camp just froze for a moment, then had to trot two steps to catch up with Punk's back while sighing helplessly. .

When "Whisper of Destruction" was an ordinary legendary professional, Kaishanoya would already feel uncomfortable because of approaching this gloomy spellcaster. Now Punk has become a great mage of the moon, and has to follow The "plague box" behind the other party feels as if a deep ominous feeling is slowly wrapping every inch of his soul.

It was a kind of inexplicable fear, and it was also a kind of coldness that could not be covered by clothes. Such a feeling of being close to the "danger" itself once made the girl mage who couldn't laugh out feeling naked in front of her. The illusion of helplessness in the ice and snow.

Although the "Plague Box" repeatedly told herself that these abnormal sensory experiences were just the result of the pair of "dark golden pupils" imprinting her mind, in fact, Kaisanoya had always vaguely understood that her fear It's not just a pair of pupils that are not looking at themselves at all.

What she has been afraid of...is the other, more terrifying and inevitable..."future"!

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By the way, due to the hasty escape, the restless young mage is still wearing the gorgeous proprietress dress that doesn't look like a spell caster.