The earth trembled, and the plates moved! In less than a second, Diet, who was in a rampage, was already aiming at Kesha Noya who had lost her combat ability, launched more than 3,900 full-strength attacks. Each time the "thunderstorm" fist accurately hit the key point of the head of the "Plague Box". Such attack density and attack strength were even enough to break a layer of Morning Star-level defensive shield, and the outcome of a target without any defense is obviously imagined!

So after the legendary warlock who had no choice but to exhaust the last little soul energy burst out with a few sad roars and turned into ashes and dissipated in the strong wind, the pitiful and apologetic girl mage finally failed to survive even a complete corpse.

Accompanied by the unforgettable aroma of wheat deep in memory and the lingering bloody smell of the real world, poor Kesha Noya was still shattered by her "companion", and her existence naturally dissipated in this desperate world forever.

So far, the "Plague Box" died.

The "thunderstorm" that directly or indirectly killed his savior also died.

Both of these ordinary legendary executors fell on the plane of Maishan Farm far away from Feren under the cold gaze of the "Whisper of Destruction".

After the last light ignited when Dietben's soul scattered was extinguished, the quiet and cold night once again enveloped the devastated and fragmented barren land.

Night is coming!

"It seems that the hindrance of the waste no longer exists. Now we can finally let go of a battle, right? The lady of the God of Killing who has gained "new power"? To be honest, this is the first battle at the level of the bright moon that I have experienced in my life."

He stared at his subordinates' miserable blood-colored corpse expressionlessly. The Huiyue Spellcaster, who had no emotion in his mental power fluctuations, obviously had a very good mood and desire to fight.

Yes, as he said—the guy who was in the way was gone, and a great war that was expected could begin.

"………Okay, I admit that I really didn't expect this accident to happen, but is it really necessary for us to fight? You and I can communicate more valuable information peacefully, right? Don't you want to know where the guy "Start the Instant Killing Gun" went? Tell you quietly that a shiny knight has also entered the realm of Huiyue."

While continuing to send mental information to try to stabilize the enemy, she took a step back with a very unnatural expression and secretly put her finger on the hilt of the knife at her waist. Although the girl god was still saying some ambiguous "polite" words, the anxiety in her eyes became increasingly difficult to hide.

After all, as a lot of time passes, the dangerous aura released by the punk who still stands in place and has never moved is not comparable to that of the conversation at the beginning. Now the "Whispers of Destruction" burning with dark golden pupils looks as gloomy and weird as some kind of terrifying beast with fangs in the darkness ready to go.

Facing such a terrible enemy alone, "Smiling" felt that her muscles were becoming stiff and heavy little by little.

This is a symbol of fear and a manifestation of entanglement.

It must be admitted that the lady of the God of Killing, who has been a god for hundreds of thousands of years, has not felt such a deep sense of fear in her bones. Moreover, judging from the current situation, Mr. Sai'an, who has always responded quickly, seems to have seen a lot of things...

Her mouth cannon is about to fail.

"You are procrastinating, smiling."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the girl's goddess's crystal clear red pupils, which were as clear as amber. The keen sense of punk really saw the real purpose of the words of smile.

From the beginning of this conversation about the captive, he always felt a little strange. He always felt that the young goddess in front of him seemed to like to say a bunch of nonsense that looked gorgeous but was actually useless than before. At first, he thought it was because he was influenced by the clergy after being a smile as a charlatan for a long time, but now it seems...

Before I knew it, several minutes passed. The young goddess was clearly trying to delay herself. Moreover, this kind of procrastination can be delayed for a while, and it is a way to procrastination that can be delayed for a while, and can be paid for a while!

So what kind of strategic purpose is worthy of a selfish priest who would rather face a strong enemy alone than delay himself?

Punk does not have any excellent strategic thinking, but this does not mean that he does not even have a basic strategic vision.

So after thinking for a while, Master Huiyue, who thought of something, instantly abandoned his original idea of ​​"no hurry or slow to talk".

He already realized that he had been trapped!

"Smile! You and your subordinates are looking for death! Today the Pantheon is about to lose a self-righteous, medium-sized idiot."

"Huiyue-level spell system magic - Destruction Cone"!

There was no time to talk, and there was no time to delay. The "Whisper of Destruction" whose face suddenly became darker, raised his hand and pointed it at the head of the young goddess without any hesitation, and released a bright moon-level spell.

In the flash, the quick-thinking Master Huiyue had realized what kind of abacus the sinister smile was playing. Now, in order to avoid the other party's successful calculation, I have no time to consider the "destructive whisper" of intelligence information, and I must solve the enemy in front of me as soon as possible... Otherwise, if I drag it on, I might have something big to do!

“…………”

"Damn it, can't hold on by bullshit?"

"laugh"!

Although he was very helpless, after his body jumped up with agile body, the young goddess who almost stood close to the "Destruction Cone" to kill the border and avoided the attack could only enter a state of high mental tension without hesitation.

A large amount of hot and blood-red killing power began to linger around Wei Xiao like silk belts. Whenever a bright moon-level spell that tore through space and laws was about to penetrate her head, the fluctuations of the divine power that burst out with blood light would suddenly burst out and increase the speed of Xiao Xiao's movement to avoid the attack.

So in the continuous bombing of the "Destruction Cone" like a black and gray laser rain, the God of Killing, who turned into a bloody shadow, began to use his agile body to dance in the scrambling gaps between the shock waves and the torrent of the law.

Facts are always proved again and again - the limitations of language art are always inevitable, and there are always some so-called negotiations that are inevitable to speak with fists in the end.

For example, on this Maixiang Farm plane that has been peaceful for tens of millions of years, the battle between the two Huiyue strong men suddenly broke out after a mere "chat" conversation collapsed.
Chapter completed!