Chapter 1212 Suicide
Samoan is a crazy believer in evil gods. Even though the Goddess of Darkness he served actually became a divine machine without self-awareness due to the erosion of priesthood a long time ago, this obviously does not affect the mad devouts. Offer your faith to your god.
According to the teachings formulated by the God of Darkness, it is the most cowardly and intolerable behavior for a believer in darkness to succumb to the threat of the enemy, so even if the current Priest Morning Star has been used by a strong Huiyue, a Huiyue-level spell that represents death and fall He aimed at his own head, but the dark archbishop whose pupils were trembling with fear still restrained the instinctive fear of death of normal creatures with crazy faith and piety.
There was no need for hesitation or thinking at all, and in the next moment, Samoan directly circulated the divine energy in his soul like a madman. Now he is trying to use self-detonation to cause even a little trouble to the enemy.
In fact, as early as the time when this unreasonable cleric received the warning from a smile, he was probably ready to use self-destructive means to defend the "supreme" majesty that the Dark Court of God should have!
"I am Samoan, the praiser of darkness. I serve the goddess of darkness and spread evil to the world. The eternal night is destined to swallow the entire multiverse. The deep night is destined to turn into the skirt of the gods and blow over the souls of all living beings... Come on, give me death, arrogant spellcaster, but your victory means nothing at all, my fall is just a brand new journey, and you are destined to be silent in the dark forever one day, haha, hahahaha" !
"What an unreasonable lunatic. Faith is nothing but the epitaph of cowards who deceive themselves and others. I didn't expect that even in the realm of Morning Star, there would be idiots fooled by "faith". It's really sad."
Bathed in the wind and energy flow caused by the divine energy, feeling the misty waves of the ocean bursting into turbulent waves due to the gathering of wind and clouds, staring blankly at Samoan who was tightly held by the "towering magic hand" "Whispers of Destruction" did not show any extra emotional overtones.
I saw that after waving lightly and lightly, a dark black cone with dim radiance shot out from Punk's hands, and the space and the "Death Cone of Destruction" that tore apart the law in an instant pierced through the impossible The moving head of the Morningstar Priest.
So after the brains mixed with the soul fragments splashed into the sea water merged into the ocean current, Samoan's half-condensed breath and energy came to an abrupt end.
Obviously, having lost half of his head and his entire soul, he has already fallen on this vast ocean of the Wave Listener plane. Under the watchful eyes of a bright moon expert, the lengthy "self-destruction" of the morning star professional was nothing but It's a helpless joke, even before some crazy souls condense enough energy to cause an explosion, a random spell attack of the Huiyue level is enough to interrupt this slow explosion.
Of course, Samoan must also know that his so-called self-destruction is actually impossible to achieve any effect. His behavior is just seeking death as soon as possible. The guy who can escape from birth can be regarded as getting his wish......
"The damn fool is dead, so now... this young weak god, do you want to sacrifice your life for the belief of seeing the undead like your predecessors?"
With a casual glance, he confirmed the death of Priest Chen Xing. The rather disappointed "Whisper of Destruction" was not too concerned about his low harvest. "Could it be that the weak divine "attendant" whose body was trembling every muscle was also so stubborn?
The terror of death is always very effective. Most creatures are doomed to have no choice in the face of death. Although the amount of information that a weak god can know is definitely not comparable to that of a powerful morning star cleric, but what does that sentence mean? Say it?
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. A little intelligence is better than nothing.
Anyway, Punk no longer expects his subordinates to bring him any valuable information or results, so now "Whisper of Destruction" has decided to take over the work of collecting intelligence after taking over the battle - because his teammates Too stupid, he has already done everything that should be done and what should not be done, so there is no shortage of intelligence work.
So he calmly stared at the god Nuooduo who was full of fear in front of him, and at this moment, Mage Huiyue, whose dark golden eyes were shining coldly, asked directly:
"Come on, let's talk about what you know about the Pantheon. How many great gods are still among the decision-making members of the Pantheon? How many people have you sent to fight against me this time? Smiling What are the plans? Where did the Goddess of Harvest and the Goddess of Water Element who reported the whereabouts of my subordinates to the Pantheon go? I can see that you don’t want to die, do you………that trivial killing It is absolutely impossible for God to save you, and now your life is in my hands."
Every word in the gloomy words, the question of "Whisper of Destruction" all pointed to the crux of the Pantheon's plan.
Although Punk doesn't know the techniques of interrogation and the art of asking questions, he believes that suspending a bright moon-level spell "Death Cone of Destruction" over the enemy's forehead is the most efficient method of interrogation. The weak divine power gods who fell and seemed to be completely hopeless seemed to be unable to hold on.
"I...I could tell you everything I know, but...but how are you going to make sure you won't kill me after I tell you everything"?
"There is no guarantee! You don't need any guarantee. Now you obviously have only two paths to choose from. The first is to be killed by me immediately, and you will definitely die! The second is to tell the information. If I am in a better mood, I may take you In exchange for some ransom with the smiling guy, which path do you want to choose?"
"..."
Well, the so-called choice is actually no choice. I believe that in the face of "it will end sooner or later" and "it will end soon", people with a little stronger desire to survive will choose the former. Out of noo a little more hope.
It must be admitted that "the so-called ransom demanded by the greedy Mage Huiyue from the hapless girl god" is the only hope for this feeble god at present, even if this hope is combined with the "Legendary Killer" of "Whisper of Destruction" that resounds through the multiverse. The title of "is so elusive no matter how you think about it, but... Even if it is just a little bit of hope, it is worth fighting for.
Ask for a ticket~