Netheril’s Glory

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Punk is not very clear why the “President” will be so sure that the “named” Mesr has no place to escape from the huge Multiverse except his Magic Tower, but if this one Intelligence is an objective fact, then at least “Whisper of Destruction” can be judged-you have nowhere to go “Archmage” You haven’t been able to stay in your own Yaori Tower since the last time you met with the “President” Never left again.

Then with the end of the war approaching, as the last place of refuge will soon be completely surrounded by the Demon wave, with the “President”, Tiamat, Old Emman, and even “Demon Prince” Gao Gen is full of 4 old veterans of the throne of the sun, like glory like a tiger watching his prey, “Archmage” as a “solitary widow” the throne of the sun can make the choice and how much can be left.

Continue to rely on Magic Tower’s powerful defensive power to delay time and wait for “miracles”? Or bravely leave the sheltered place that has turned into a cage and rush out to let it go?

I’m afraid that’s the only way?

As long as there is enough intelligence support, it is not difficult to judge the narrow road left by a powerhouse. Before accepting the “President” mission, Punk had probably predicted that this war might be enough to subvert the Multiverse Legend organization. In what form will it end.

And now it seems that “Whisper of Destruction” is still reasonably satisfied with the accuracy of his judgment. After all, at this moment, at Donila, he is still trying to use the “gold riveting clothes” as a weight At the time of the negotiation, the day war that will soon separate the victory and defeat of the war has really arrived as scheduled as he envisioned!

“The battle of the sun … is really unimaginable, isn’t it? Under the cover of such a magnificent light curtain, the silence of the sky alone is more wonderful than the hustle and bustle from Abyss, yes … I can sleep from Rule feels the breath of Magic, but this magical Magic is different from all the knowledge I know … Maybe, because its spell structure is a little too perfect? ​​”

The emotion stands on the rock crust that has cooled down quickly, gently extend the hand refers to the Punk deep in one’s heart feeling the energy breath in the air At this moment there is only a serene serene.

The battle of the powerhouse is about to begin. Punk ’s left hand has firmly grasped the crystal ball body lent by the “president”. As long as necessary, he can release the magic shield “eternal” at the daytime level. “Shelter” resists the aftermath of the powerhouse war.

The existence of this insurance is undoubtedly very reassuring. It is precisely because of the sufficient security guarantee, the curious “Whisper of Destruction” has the courage to continue to stand here and feel the mystery of senior Rule.

After all, according to the explanation given by the “President”, the Class Holder in the “eternal asylum” not only can move freely, but even the Spellcaster can continue to use the teleportation method to quickly leave the battlefield without obstacles ………

Of course, such enviable magic equipment is not available to everyone, but now Punk is lucky enough to hold a “death-free gold medal” in the face of the oppression of natural disasters, but bad luck’s ” “Wolf of Astral Plane” Donnela could only smile with a wry smile and left without tears.

He didn’t have anything to save his life. With the defensive effect of a trifling Morningstar, he wanted to survive the aftermath of the War of the Suns.

And because of the unique nature of the “golden riveting garment” that greatly reduces the speed of the move of the spell releaser, poor Augustine’s temporary Alliance Leader can’t even do this even now.

So he stared dumbly at the orange-yellow curtains with more intense colors, rendering the sky dome deeper and deeper, feeling that the natural Rule that had just been quieted was slowly becoming distorted and strange. It’s time for me to feel miserable in a sudden explosion without die burial site.

“Damn it, Cyan, did you expect this war to develop to this look? Have you long been waiting for the outbreak of the war in Kalams”!

Evil fiercely suddenly turned his head and glared at the still expressionless “Whisper of Destruction”, Donnela of gasping for breath already hated the fat on his face.

He hates it, he hates Mesour’s sinisterness, he hates Punk’s sinisterness, he hates his stupidity, and he hates human greed!

If it is not for remuneration, if not for Magic, his “Wolf of Astral Plane” is hiding in the vast Astral Plane, how come he came to Faerun Plane to participate in what war? If he hadn’t participated in the war like a deep sea, how could he unfathomable mystery become a slave of “Archmage” so that he finally had to wait with an expressionless enemy in this ruin?

It is a pity that there is no Regret Medicine in the world, any creature must be responsible for every choice of its own, mortals are so, Legend is no exception.

By the time the “cost” comes, whether it is hatred or “if” is doomed to be meaningless. Compared with regretful jumps and swearing in the chest, accepting the reality may make you die with dignity.

But from the perspective of a dying person … The meaning of the four words “accept reality” may not be as easy and calm as ordinary people think. For example, at this moment, “Astral” with bloody eyes and teeth grinding Plane’s wolf “obviously can’t stand his million-year journey of life. Here he draws a stop. After realizing that the falling fate is about to approach, Donniera, who has suddenly flashed gold red rays of light all over the body, is almost immediately He desperately rushed to Punk’s position.

Obviously, he probably already guessed that the Morningstar Spellcaster in the distance who had a cold and unchanging look must have some trump card that was enough to face the disaster of the day of the sun but still had no fear of fear, and as a “poor light egg” who had nothing. If Augustine, who was abandoned as a cannon fodder, wants to survive the temporary Alliance Leader, then this unknown trump card belonging to the enemy must be his only hope.

So driven by a strong desire to survive, the “Astral Plane Wolf” that directly ignited the soul without the slightest hesitation finally broke out in a desperate situation.

“I’m Donila Augustine! I’m a jackal from Astral Plane. I will never fall here in such an unknown way. I will take the hope of survival”!

Forced by the crisis of life and death, Morningstar Wizard, who claims to be the “wolf of Astral Plane”, exhibited the bloody eyes of a hungry wolf by fair means or foul for the first time. The golden radiance on his body was like a wolf formed by fire. His eyes were also fixed on the head of the strong enemy in front of him. There was no slackness. Augustine, who wrote the rune in his soul at this moment, is definitely a strong demon wolf. The deterrent breath he carried even It reminded Punk of a certain mysterious gold glittering Knight!

however…………

“jingle”!

“………”

It is a little too late for this fighting meal to be staged. Between the silence and silence, the real owners of the grand banquet have already arrived!