Chapter 890

Seeing this group of nobles trembling in front of him with fright, Punk remembered that he had indeed said that sentence before starting the "Shadow Crow" mission and asked Sebastian to convey it to the Hatak royal family. I thought, at that time, due to various things that went wrong, the caster actually said a lot of "angry words". In fact, he was too lazy to destroy his own empire just for some Morris emerald fruits.

It is a waste of time to use legendary spells to bomb cities one by one, and directly use legendary spells to expose the bottom card. If the environment is damaged on the plane of Faerun, you have to repair it yourself. Doing this kind of thing with great fanfare is easy to be tricked by fate... ... The most important thing is that even if the whole Hatak is burned to ashes, it is impossible to conjure the Morris Emerald Fruit out of thin air. This kind of troublesome and unprofitable job is only available to mad dragons like Amoder or Kay. Evil knights would do it, punks have no interest in pointless destruction.

But for the nobles of Hatak, this matter is not simple at all.

In the hearts of ordinary creatures in the entire multiverse, the so-called "great legend" is a natural disaster that is "unreasonable, irresistible, and moody". Who would dare to ignore such an existence even if it is just a casual word? What's more, the construction stewards who represent the will of the legendary strong have come to notify in person. Is there any meaning for the fluke mentality of lying to myself?

So under the threat of "the wrath of the legendary strongman", the entire Hatak Empire, from the princes and nobles to the poor and the poor, fell into boundless panic. However, in the shadow of death, these people even No chance of escape.

Those who are not strong enough can't escape. The Hatak Empire is surrounded by a lush jungle with an area of ​​nearly 10 million square kilometers and hordes of monsters. Unless there is a master-level powerhouse escorting all the way, otherwise creatures below the official level will definitely have a chance to escape if they go in. There is no life after death.

As for those formal-level and master-level professionals, they dare not escape. The stupid behavior of a group of fugitives from the "Old Hatak Royal Family" ten thousand years ago has been written as nursery rhymes and spread around. Now, in the perception of many professionals, The "Whisper of Destruction" who lives in the magic tower is a "nervous" power who hates fugitives and likes to hunt them down to the end. All creatures that exist in this country are destined not to escape the palm of a "great legend"... …

Well, this group of people completely misunderstood legendary casters who don’t like trouble, and it is precisely because of this misunderstanding and fear that they sent nobles, kings, and court mages to kneel in front of the magic tower after the magic garden was destroyed Asking for forgiveness, although this kind of behavior reminded the punk who said something casually, but in the thinking of "short-sighted ants", this is the only way they can think of.

But at this moment... The focus of the legendary mage's attention is obviously not on the same channel as them.

Punk is more concerned and concerned about... who on earth has the guts to destroy a magical garden designated by a legendary powerhouse? Why would a lunatic do such a thing?

Seeing the essence through the phenomenon is the thinking that a wise man should have. After seeing such a strange thing in the Hatak Empire, "Whisper of Destruction" couldn't help but feel a little curious about this "emergency".

"Tell me carefully, what exactly is the "mad warlock" you mentioned?"

Keenly captured the most illogical passage in the narration made by the old mage, Punk asked the question in a calm tone.

And the court mage, who was still snotting, crying, and crying to his heart's content, quickly replied tremblingly:

"Those...those warlocks are crazy, all crazy! After a so-called mentally handicapped rumor that "the imperial kingdom is looking for a chance to eliminate them" spread, those bastards with sick brains began to become more and more abnormal day by day. Two official-level warlocks openly clashed with the city guards and were killed by master-level swordsmen who arrived, and then the gang of lunatics suddenly broke out together... They actually rushed into the palace and the magic garden together to wreak havoc , and then...then..."

"And then they destroyed the Enchanted Garden and the Morris Emerald Fruit Tree"?

Hearing the old man's anxious explanation, the expressionless Punk couldn't help raising his eyebrows a little.

Just now he also secretly used the prophecy spell to conduct a verification, and the final conclusion proved that the answer of the court mage was not lying. Just about two years ago, an alarmist rumor that appeared from nowhere quickly swept across Haha. In the territory of Tucker, and about two months ago, a group of warlocks who lost their minds under the slogan "Everyone die together, perish together" focused on attacking the magic garden planted with Morris emerald fruit trees.

This matter sounds strange. The group of warlocks can be said to be spread all over the plane of Faerun. Naturally, there are many people imprisoned by blood in the punk empire. In the multiverse, there are the most legends of warlocks. The organization is the Zhentarim Guild of the evil and chaotic camp, and those red robes who are nine out of ten crazy have always been the biggest "backer" of many warlocks.

But... warlocks are generally just crazy, they shouldn't be stupid, everyone knows that Zhentarim will be an evil organization and will never be a backer for anyone in vain, so very few professional warlocks really use it. The "backer" that I said verbally is serious.

In other words, it is unlikely that they will suddenly become so stupid that they start to act recklessly because they think they "have a backer".

What's more, what happened this time was a large-scale group phenomenon. Those warlocks who were dazzled by anger and fear all had different bloodlines, came from different regions, and didn't even know each other. Instigated by a simple rumor, they all lost their minds and provoked the legendary strong...

After thinking for a moment, Punk was basically sure that there must be something wrong here.

The madness of one person is called madness, and the madness of a group of people is called conformity, but... the madness of all people can only be explained by "conspiracy".

According to the prophecy, among these warlocks attacking the magic garden madly, there are "poor people with a little magic blood" who do not have a professional level, and there are also master-level professionals with certain strength. No one can ignore the "collective incident" that surpasses all levels of strength!

"After you go back, you immediately grab a group of warlocks covering all ages, classes, and strength levels and send them to me as samples. I believe that an experienced sorcerer should know what kind of "experiment" is qualified. I will give you a one-year Time to get this thing done, this is the only way you can make up for the mistakes you have made, do you understand?"

He coldly gave orders to a group of nobles and professionals, and Punk's eyes were so cold that the warm and gentle Breeze Ji, a young freshman, seemed icy cold - there is no doubt that the "Whisper of Destruction" that never let go of any details has already Decided to seriously investigate this strange thing from every aspect!