Samoan is a crazy evil god believer. Even though the dark goddess he serves actually became a divine machine without self-consciousness due to the erosion of the clergy for a long time, this obviously does not affect the crazy devouts' faith to their gods.

According to the doctrines once formulated by the God of Darkness, the dark believers succumb to the threat of the enemy is the most cowardly and intolerable manifestation. Therefore, even though the Morning Star Pastor has been aimed at his head by the powerful Huiyue using a Huiyue-level spell representing death and death, the Dark Archbishop, who is so scared that his eyes are trembling, still uses crazy faith and pious heart to restrain the instinctive fear of death that normal creatures have.

There was no need to hesitate or think. The next moment, Samoan directly started to activate the divine energy in his soul like crazy. He was now trying to add even a little bit of trouble to the enemy with his self-destruction.

In fact, as early as the time when this unreasonable priest received a smile, he might have been prepared for the "supreme" majesty that he should have with self-destructive means to defend the Dark God's Court!

"I am Samoan, the praises of darkness. I serve the goddess of darkness to spread evil on earth. The eternal night is destined to devour the entire multiverse. The deep night is destined to turn into the skirt of gods and brush over the souls of sentient beings... Come on, give me death, an arrogant spellcaster, but your victory does not mean anything at all. My fall is just a brand new journey, and you are destined to be silent in the dark forever one day, hahahahahahahahaha!"

"It's such an unreasonable madman. Belief is just an epitaph of cowards who deceive themselves. I didn't expect that even the realm of Morning Star would be fooled by "faith". It's so sad."

Bathed in the strong wind and energy flow caused by the divine power energy, feeling the scattered waves of waves burst out due to the gathering of wind and clouds. He stared at Samoan's "whisper of destruction" tightly pinched by the "majestic demon hands" without any unnecessary emotions.

After a light and brisk wave of his hand, a dark dark vertebrae shot out from punk's hand. The "destruction of destruction" of space and laws were easily penetrated through the head of the inmovable Morning Star Priest.

So after the brain mass mixed with soul fragments splashed into the sea water merged into the ocean currents, Samoan's breath and energy that had just condensed had come to an abrupt end.

Obviously, he had lost half of his head and all his soul and had fallen on this vast ocean of the listening plane of the Wave Listener. Under the gaze of a powerful man of the Rain Moon, the long "self-destruction" of the Morning Star profession was just a helpless joke. Before he could even wait for some crazy souls to condense enough energy to trigger an explosion, a random spell attack of the Rain Moon level was enough to interrupt this slow explosion.

Of course, Samoan must have known that his so-called self-destruction could not actually achieve any effect. His behavior was just seeking death as soon as possible. Now he was pierced through his soul by a "destruction destruction cone". This guy who almost escaped was able to get what he wanted...

"The damn fool is dead, so now... this young and weak divine god, do you also want to sacrifice your life for the faith of seeing the dead like your predecessors?"

A casual glance confirmed the death of Pastor Morning Star. The disappointed "Whisper of Destruction" was not too entangled with his low gains. After all, even if Samoan was hard with his mouth and refused to say anything, but now the weak divine power "follower" who was shaking all over his body was now watching the body of the "senius" shaking all over his body would be so stubborn?

The horror of death is always very effective. In the face of death, most creatures are destined to have no choice. Although the amount of information a weak divine god can know must be comparable to a powerful Morning Star Priest, how can that sentence be said?

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meaty. It is better to have some intelligence than nothing.

Anyway, Punk no longer expects his subordinates to bring him any valuable information or results, so now the "Whisper of Destruction" has decided to take over the battle and collect intelligence together. Because his teammates are too stupid, he has already taken over everything he shouldn't have to take over, so there is no shortage of intelligence work.

So he stared at Noodor, the god who was full of fear in front of him. At this moment, Master Huiyue, whose dark golden eyes were shining with cold light, asked directly:

"Come on, let's talk about the matter you know about the Pantheon. There are still a few great gods among the decision-making members of the Gods Society? How many people have you sent to fight me this time? What is the plan of smiling? Where did the Goddess of Harvest and the Goddess of Water Elements who report my subordinates to the Pantheon? I can see that you don't want to die, right?... The God of Killing, which is worth mentioning, will it be impossible for you to save you. Now your life is in my hands."

Every word in the gloomy words is gems, and the "whispers of destruction" all point directly to the key points of the Pantheon's plan.

Although Punk does not know the skills of interrogation and the art of asking questions, he believes that suspending a radiant moon-level spell "Destruction Cone" on the enemy's forehead is the most efficient way to ask questions. For example, now, I have just witnessed the fall of a Morning Star Priest, and the weak divine power god who looks completely desperate seems to be unable to hold on.

"I...I can tell you everything I know, but...but how do you guarantee that you won't kill me after I say everything"?

"There is no guarantee! There is no need to guarantee. Now you obviously have only two paths to choose from. First: I will kill you immediately and you will definitely die! Second: Tell me out the information. I am in a better mood and may I exchange you for some ransom with the guy Smiling. Which path do you want to choose?"

“…………”

Well, the so-called choice is actually no choice. I believe that in the face of "short or later" and "finish immediately", those who have a slightly stronger desire to survive will choose the former, not to mention that the punk's words actually give Noodle a little hope.
Chapter completed!