"Are you ready to welcome death? Walkway-Mr. Zuo Mi? But whether you have heard the call of fate or not, today the sad fool named "Death Wenfeng Lantern" will inevitably fall on this blood-soaked battlefield."

With his back on his back, Ksvia stared at the hideous head in the floating sky trying to spread magic power forward "speed" and the expressionless Punk just aimed at the opponent with his "destroyed ball" in his hand.

Now Walkerway has no more basic spell defense. With his fragile soul, if he is forced to get such a solid Morning Star spell, it can be imagined that falling will be his only end. This magnificent battle Punk has won. As it turns out, there are times when even the most powerful spells of Lai Pi cannot compare to the huge advantage that a profession level can bring to legendary professions.

However, the Morning Star Mage, who held the power of life and death and was unscathed, was indeed free and easy to use, but the unlucky mad red robe was not so leisurely. In the air blowing by the cold wind, Walkerway, who had temporarily lost all his spell casting ability, finally lost the arrogant smile he thought was invincible at the beginning. There was only real thing left in his eyes, fear and horror at death:

"No...no! You can't kill me, I...I'm the greatest spell casting genius "Dead Wenfeng Lantern". I'm the only Morning Star profession left in the entire Red Robe Mage Guild, loyal to Mr. Eman. I'm the only candidate responsible for building the abyss rift of the Morning Star level. No one can kill me, no one can, no... Please don't kill me, okay?"

"Of course not, isn't this an obvious fact?"

Punk just gave a concise and clear answer to the ridiculous words that "Dead Wenfeng Lantern" could be called the last struggle before death.

In the eyes of the neutral and chaotic "Whispers of Destruction", there has never been any enemy in the world that they cannot kill. Perhaps Walkerway's existence is indeed very important to the current president of the Red Robe Mage Guild. Perhaps the next war also requires this guy to build a fan of morning star rifts to release the brutal demon lord, but... so what?

Punk is also the only morning star spellcaster among the "executors". At least he has the title of "Silenters League Supernova", and he does not think that the "President" will say more because of his "slightly impulsive" behavior. As for the construction of the abyss rift - this technology is not a particularly difficult and mysterious method. Perhaps the door opened by Punk cannot be as perfect as Walkerway, or even numerous as many, but he can guarantee that the "President"'s plan will never be hindered by the death of a mere red robe mage.

So with such perfect confidence, what reason can you survive if you suffer the consequences of your own "Dead Wen Fengdong"?

"Goodbye, sad madman"!

Finally, he said a simple farewell word. Morningstar Mage, who completely ignored all the begging and threats of Walkway, indifferently let go of his magic power to the final confinement of the gray-black ball. At this point, accompanied by a roar that shocked the space, the "Extinguishing Ball" like a cannonball flew straight towards the head of Walkway who could not dodge.

Then in the next moment………

"Clang……………………………”!

The attack failed.

A bright golden flash next to Walkerway's head illuminated the dark and deep quiet night sky like a small sun. In the blazing and dazzling flash, a huge shield wrapped in golden glyphs painted like a big racket was seen flying the "destroyed ball" flying at a high speed. When a metal buzzing that echoed through the wilderness echoed continuously, a fluctuation of mental power that made Punk extremely familiar was also transmitted from the sky with a cynical injustice:

"Good evening, "Whisper of Destruction" Mr.? Why are you still so cruel and irritable after not seeing you for tens of thousands of years? I am rushing over here in a dusty manner. Do you welcome me with such "little firecrackers"?

"…………Of course not, the gorgeous fireworks are still behind"!

"Morning Star Spell--Breaking Breath of Destruction".

Without hesitation, he raised his staff and aimed it at the golden figure who saved Walkerway at the critical moment in the sky. Punk took action and released a powerful morning star spell. He saw a gray-black fragment of dense destruction, like thick fog sprayed out from a fire extinguisher, covering the sky with the bright sky. At this point, an obscure mist that formed a sea of ​​clouds had completely obscured the source of the last little light in the night.

However, the effect of this attack was destined to be very average. In the dense clouds of destruction, a bright yellow fighting spirit lingered around the golden figure perfectly protected the slutty armor and the head of the red-robed mage who breathed a sigh of relief. In just less than a thousandth of a second, the annoying spirit, who was meddling in business, and like a big light bulb, rushed out of the thick fog like a flashing meteor and came to the ground to talk to punk "equal" with a punk.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I know that you are very angry now, but these things are all misunderstandings, right? We are all allies now, after all, there is no need to beat them to death, right? What's more, I came here with good news this time."

There is no doubt that this slutty guy who rushed into the battlefield to save the "Dead Wenfeng Lantern" must be the Morning Star Knight "Kain Bisadas" who was sent to the Red Robe Mage Guild to perform a mission by the "President". Although Punk is not sure how the "Instant Killing Gun" is so rushing over time and is rushing over to save people, no matter what, the crazy knight who is shaking around with the evil taste of Walkerway's head obviously does not intend to let the morning star caster with full eyes kill the Red Robe Mage who is looking for trouble.

Moreover, after being beaten only by one head, and after finally getting out of danger just now, Walkerway's mouth was obviously much softer than the "God, my dick" at the beginning. When he heard someone willing to speak for him, he endured the feeling of being picked up and shaking his hair randomly, he quickly smiled at Punk, who was holding his staff tightly and ready to continue attacking at any time:

"You are the legendary punk-Sai'an? Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings! We are hardcore allies with the same interests. Our enemies are the ghost Pantheon and Mesul. Infighting... Infighting and other things are wrong... And I have good news to tell you... What good news? Tell him quickly."

“…………”

It seemed that until he was about to be beaten to death by the enemy, the crazy Walkerway knew who he was fighting with. However, since he had only one head left and was still being held in his hand, the answer to this question didn't seem to make much sense.
Chapter completed!