"Thunderstorm" does not seem to be a professional who has the habit of carrying valuable financials at any time, or at least when relaxing his guard in his own residence, this guy doesn't like punk to take seven or eight storage rings as part of his body, so when Dietben hurriedly escaped from the sudden attack of the enemy, he really had nothing left except a few ragged clothes on his body.

The poor legendary warlock not only lost his own few savings, but also lost the magic crystal card given to him by the "President". In fact, until now, the clean clothes that Diet himself wore were taken off from a minister in the palace. His robe, which was sewn with legendary materials, could no longer be worn due to the erosion of the Morning Star Law.

So if Mr. Thunderstorm, who was wearing ill-fitting clothes, wanted to contact the "President" urgently, he had to seek the opinions of the "Plague Box".

"How is it? Is there a response...... Speaking of which, it has been nearly 30,000 years since the "President" held the last meeting. As a result, our revenge has not made any substantial progress so far. The Pantheon has already fought for it first. I hope these things will be under the control of the crown of the throne of Yaori."

Diet, who held his soft palms hard, could not feel any strength from his soul, was anxious and helpless.

He is an ambitious sorcerer profession, otherwise he would not have joined the "executors" without hesitation. However, the gains brought to him by a surging era are not only not the large amount of wealth he originally imagined, but rather serious injuries on the verge of death. This feeling of being powerless because of his weak strength is really easy to make people feel depressed.

However, the inner emotions will not affect the progress of the real world. In fact, the situation imagined by the legendary warlock is already very beautiful compared to the dashing pieces of reality.

Because less than a few seconds passed, Kesha Noya, who had just taken out her magic crystal card to contact her "head boss", opened her eyes wide and put down the card in her hand in surprise and turned to Dietburn and said:

"This...what the hell is going on? It's fine if you don't respond, but why did Mr. "Whisper of Destruction" and Mr. "Instant Kill Gun" not respond to the message I sent?"

"………No response? How is it possible? Now is the most urgent moment"!

Mu Ran sat upright, and his pupils were rapidly closing, and his scalp felt as if he had been knocked on his head with a hammer.

He didn't know why the only two Morning Star pros in the "executors" lost contact at this critical moment, but he knew that without the help of the strong, everything would be done.

The strength of the "Plague Box" half of the bucket of water cannot deal with the Morning Star Pastor. He has lost his combat ability and is even more a scoundrel who needs protection!

"We don't have time to wait foolishly. The haunted Morning Star Priest will not be long before we can find this small plane. Before that, we must take the initiative to go to the Hartak Plain on the Feren plane to find Mr. "Doom Whisper"'s magic tower for protection. Let's go quickly. Kesha Noya, what are you still hesitating about?"

He moved his limbs hard and tried to leave the stone platform. The "thunderstorm" who persisted in telling his thoughts was full of determination to die as if he was home.

However, at this time, some indecisive "plague box" have not yet made up their minds.

Psychologically, the girl mage does not trust legendary warlocks who are not even considered familiars, but the feeling of disconnecting from core members of the legendary organization is very unsettling, so I don’t know what to say now that Kesha Noya is actually in an embarrassing state of being undecided.

She didn't know whether she should follow Dietben's advice. And she always felt that the idea of ​​seeking the protection of "Whispers of Destruction" was really a bit...uneasy?

"Wait... wait a minute, have you really thought about it? Are we really going to find the monster with the title of "Legend Killer" for protection? Although he shouldn't have captured us because of the rules of "President" and made it into a test piece,... But that's a morning star spellcaster, and he is also an adventurer active in the multiverse. Such a guy is completely different from a seclusion mage like me. Is it a bit like we just go to find him like this......"

"It's boring to find yourself? It's self-righteous? It's a trap? It's a dead end?"

"Plague Box" didn't know how to describe her current mood and attitude. She just didn't want to have a half-dollar relationship with the gloomy spellcaster who always had a hood and had a gaze that could freeze his soul.

You know, when she attended the "Executors" meeting before, she controlled her projection as much as possible away from the hazy images of punk.

But now...

"Why don't we go and find Mr. "Instant Kill Gun"? I think he should be a little easier to talk, hey"?

Kesha Noya, who thought she was active and had a smile on her face, was trying to change her thinking and solve the problem.

God knows that just a few hours ago, the "plague box" that thought she could hide in this small corner of the multiverse was still carefully grilling fragrant honey bread. However, in a blink of an eye, the "little boss lady" who enjoyed a peaceful life was about to leave her hometown and embark on the road of escape. Such a huge gap even made Kesha Noya feel "unrealistic", and she wondered if she had fallen into some incredible sleep.

However, the legendary powerful man will not be sleepy for no reason, so the girl mage will not dream. There is only a cruel and cold reality in front of her.

"I also think that the carefree Morning Star Warrior is more suitable for being surrendered, but unfortunately, he is not as famous as the "Whisper of Destruction", and his residence is not known by people, or do you know where Mr. Bisadas lives?"

He asked the "Plague Box" in a faint tone, and Dietburn, with a pale face, looked extremely tired.

Facing the questions of her nominal subordinates, Kesha Noya, who couldn't answer them, could only shake her head awkwardly...

"Since I don't know what else to say? There is no room for picky things like this."
Chapter completed!