Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 1342

[Chapter 1334 The Last Fight]

“So you didn’t take a lot of effort to kill a great and famous god of power”?

“Well, yes, but another sly guy ran away. He used an ancient scroll with the “Kalari Extreme Escape” dazzling spell”, my ability is limited, I have been chasing it for more than three thousand years, but still no catch up”.

“It’s good to be able to kill one, the gods are weak and easy to defeat. They even have to walk together to dare to come to the sea of chaos. The god of justice Tyr has already lost what he should have as a professional. The prudence and reverence of the people, this gives you such an easy opportunity, but if they stay in the kingdom of God and can’t come out, it will be difficult to deal with.”

“…”

“What is this? Preaching? I’m not going to be complacent just because I solved a worthless piece of trash.”

“Even if you are preaching, give me some time to preach. After all, I really don’t have much time. Speaking of which…you are really a guy who is destined to have no female predestined relationship.”

“…”

In the silent chaos, the handsome boy in the black robe and the beautiful girl in the gorgeous gem robe looked at each other and talked calmly. They were as casual and relaxed as old friends discussing the weather, and there was no emotion between their words. The collision is also without the confrontation of scheming conspiracy.

It’s just that compared to the boy who has been focusing on the slender light blue wand in the girl’s hand, the girl whose fingertips are trembling slightly has a more complicated mood.

There is no doubt that the handsome young man in the void at this moment is the “Whisper of Destruction” who has found the ultimate goal after 300,000 years of searching, and the beautiful girl with a complex expression is naturally found, or has been Waiting for “President” Flantar to be found by “Whispers of Destruction”.

It must be admitted that the conversation between the two Sunshine Professionals was quite embarrassing. After all, the “guild leader” whose soul fluctuated was very unstable seemed to lose consciousness at any time, while the spellcaster who was standing on the side was in perfect condition. I can hardly hold back the bloody killing intent in my eyes!

This is the sea of chaos, how lonely and lonely it is here.

“If there is no accident… you are going to die today, Your Excellency “President”, I have completed the research on “Picknat’s Soul Fusion”, and now I am going to use my own improved “Sian’s” Soul Devouring “Harvest Your Soul”!

“That’s it, I know.”

Quietly, a smaller but more solid “Nana’an’s Matte Black Box” had silently appeared beside Flantar. Obviously, even if she was like a secluded spring. The cold eyes can’t stop the ruthless magic.

But even so, even if she had fallen into such a desperate situation, the expression of “President” still did not change. She just stared at the gloomy and cold powerful spellcaster in front of her very calmly, and then quietly took off. The gem robe and storage ring on his body, while placing them together with the staff in his hand in the stagnant chaos around him.

One by one, neat and clean.

There is no resistance or questioning, there is… just an endless deepness like seeing death as home.

“…”

“My adoptive father…the second “President” of the Alliance of the Silent, Moleig-Morning gave me this powerful Staff of Fano Oden before he died, and he asked me to promise that he would not care about future experiences Nothing can ever succumb to “destiny”, and we must do our best to fight against “destiny” to the end… I have been fulfilling my promise, and I have never slackened for a second even when I entered the shining realm.

But now… I’m dying, Mr. Messour’s powerful attack has destroyed my soul, and Tiamat’s attack has destroyed its last hope of recovery, although both enemies were eventually killed. I killed, but my life is like a candle in the wind. Now I can only hope, and can only hope that you can take over my wealth, and then continue to fight against fate, at least this way… no matter who you are Beyond my “genius” future, I – Flental – Morning has fulfilled the promise of “do my best”.

“…”

It’s not like explaining last words, but more like helpless feelings. Although “President” said to Punk, it sounds like he has great expectations and hopes, but in fact, it is not difficult for the caster to see that Fu at this moment. Ranthal was really just fulfilling her promise to the second-generation “President”, she didn’t expect punk to do anything at all.

Destiny or something… It’s too difficult, even Flanthal, who is standing at the top of the multiverse, thinks about it from the beginning.

It’s really disappointing, after all, the message conveyed by “Eternal Sleeping Eye” sounds like some kind of great inheritance, but in fact this is just a “promise” of “a dead horse becoming a living horse doctor”.

At least Punk feels a little disappointed, after all, he has been underestimated by others.

Of course, there is no reason not to give anything for nothing. The Shining Master who spent a lot of time and energy to find the “guild leader” was originally to loot these wealth, since Flantaer, who is now not afraid of death, is willing to give up everything, then ” Whispers of Destruction” will surely take all of them bluntly.

It is as peaceful as the vegetation enjoying the sun.

“As expected of the generous Ms. Flantar, then let your soul be turned into my power. Soul Devouring will raise my professional level, and I will use your fall to move to a higher level!”

Be polite and unabashed.

The first step to obtain wealth must be to devour the soul of the original owner, so that the caster can also know from the swallowed memory whether the “President” has done anything to her “legacy”……

Alright, alright, punk is actually a little curious about Flanthal’s reaction when facing death, after all…she is the third “President” of the Alliance of the Silent.

However, in fact, the cold and cold girl did not show any special reaction. After hearing punk’s “excessive” request, the expressionless girl just seemed to hear the wind blowing in the field as calm as her ears. She nodded, and in the next second, she silently closed her eyes and released the broken soul that was full of cracks and became increasingly unstable.

“President” did not lie, she was really on the verge of death due to the unsolvable serious injury of “Soul Fusion”.

“This beautiful and luxurious robe is Methur’s alchemy masterpiece “The Robe of All Laws”, I believe you can analyze its use by yourself, “Eternal Sleeping Eye” will tell you the control of the Staff of Fano Oden The main point, with your learning ability, you will definitely be able to handle it very soon – so far, this unqualified “chairman” has fulfilled all my promises and completed my last struggle against “destiny”. The next story…is your own legend, Punk-Sian-the great “Whispers of Destruction”!”