Chapter 227

Name:Netheril's Glory Author:Dawn C
When blood claw rushes to punk, three summoned wolves follow Punk's orders faithfully and rush to blood claw.

"Damn animals, get out of here"!

As expected, the blood claw could only change its direction to avoid the two giant wolves when facing the attack of three magic wolves at the same time, but even so, one magic wolf still rushed forward enough to successfully bite the blood claw's right hand.

It's no exaggeration to say that the bite force of the magic wolf is tearing gold and stone. Even if the blood claw has attached a layer of wriggling plasma on the hand for defense, when the upper and lower jaws of the magic wolf are closed, a clear sound comes from the arm of the blood claw.

"Damn it, get out of here, get out of here"!

The huge wolf has some weight that matches its warning. It is impossible for blood claw to charge with such a huge creature that weighs twice as much as itself. But the wolf who gets Punk's command is extremely fierce and not afraid of death. Even if blood claw uses his left hand to pull a wolf leg off the wolf, the wolf will bite blood claw's arm and will not let go.

Blood claw eye saw that the other three wolves had turned and rushed to themselves, and the life energy in his body was burning like grease thrown into the brazier. Finally, he was in a faint despair of "dying together".

"Sure enough, I'm not a fighter.".

Think of here, blood claw ferocious tear on the face can't help but show a wry smile.

At the same time, the other two wolves also bite hard on the blood claw. The weight of the three wolves completely stops the blood claw, which is still trying to sprint. The second wolf bites off the left hand of the blood claw.

So far, all the calculations of blood claw are completely lost. He has no time to get close to punk from the beginning to the end, and the long-term self explosion is meaningless.

At this time, the western wilderness has entered the night, Mira and chicasa's brilliance once again left the plane of Phelan, three bright moons of different colors appeared in the mid air, but the rushing clouds seemed to tell the coming of curtain call.

"It seems time to end this farce"!

Punk is far away from blood claw at this time, and the magic in his hand is ready to complete. Even if the self explosion of blood claw has the same power as Tisha shire's self explosion, punk is not afraid, and the blood claw entangled by three evil wolves can't escape in a short time.

"Bloody claw, even if you are struggling, it's just like the big fireball that just crossed the sky. Now is the time..."

“…………”

“………… There seems to be something wrong?

When punk was about to announce the end of blood claw's life, a strong "sense of disobedience" made the magic in Punk's hands pause for a moment. At that moment, he seemed to feel his brain suddenly faint, but this feeling was so weak that punk was not sure whether it really existed.

"What happened just now? Did the blood claw use some cards? "

punk held the prepared magic compressed version of" kinetic energy cone "in his hand, and his face became more and more depressed. His intuition told him that something must have happened just now. As a level 14 caster, his mind would never have" illusion "without reason, even the side effects of" activating potion ".

Something must have happened, it can't be pure illusion "!

"Anyway, let's get rid of the enemy in front of us first.".

Punk shakes his head gently and suppresses his intuition temporarily. Instead of saying anything more, he releases the "kinetic energy cone" to the blood claw without expression.

In the desperate eyes of blood claw, the kinetic energy cone easily pierced his head, until this moment, his self explosion did not have time to release.

The headless corpse of blood claw fell to the ground like a ragged puppet, and the uncontrolled blood quickly spread into a pool of ordinary red.

With the death of blood claw, the life energy that did not belong to him in his body quickly dissipated. Finally, a large amount of life energy even made the flowers and plants around blood claw grow half tall.

Punk watched the corpse of blood claw from a distance, from convulsion to complete silence, and then repeatedly used the prophecy to confirm that the arrogant blood claw who claimed "no one can catch me" was dead. He was relieved.

At this moment, the effect of the "activator" completely faded. Punk only felt a huge amount of fatigue coming to him like a tide. Every muscle in his body felt severe pain, and his brain was like a concert. All kinds of sounds were noisy.

Punk can be sure that this is the first time he has been so tired since he crossed the country. He is so tired that he can't wait to find a place to meditate for a few hours.

But punk doesn't have time to rest now. Not only can he not rest, he has to keep on tightening his mind and be ready to deal with danger at any time, because He is 100% sure - just now, his thinking has been tampered with. With the end of the battle and the delay of time, the strong sense of disharmony has increased instead of decreasing."What's going on, what just happened"?

Punk ordered three wolves to form a circle around him, and he also fell into deep thinking, or in-depth reading his memory.

This kind of incongruity of thinking can't be ignored by punk. You know, he is not only a very powerful caster of spiritual power, but also adds a formal magic "mind barrier" which has been compressed and strengthened by magic power to his soul anytime and anywhere. In a sense, it is more difficult to influence Punk's thinking silently than to kill him directly .

Memory, memory, something must have happened 25 seconds ago.

Punk closed his eyes and immersed himself in his memory. He began to go back and forth in his mind for at least 25 seconds.

"The blood claw carries on the assault, I order the evil wolf to intercept, a huge fireball flies in the sky very quickly, I prepare the magic, the magic is ready to complete, I kill the blood claw Blood claw attacks, I order the devil wolf to intercept.... "

The more I think about punk, the more I frown, because in his mind, this memory can't be normal. There is no "anything" special or "anything" worthy of attention.

"It's really tricky. It seems that the influence does not come from the memory level.".

Punk opens his eyes with a gloomy face. He has confirmed that his memory has not been tampered with by anyone. After reading this memory dozens of times in a few seconds, punk does not find any abnormality, but the strong "sense of disharmony" can be felt without "intuition".

"It's really tricky. If this" thing "doesn't work any more, I'll have to consider whether to use" dirty prediction ".

Thinking of this, the magic whirlpool in Punk's pupil spins very fast, and he takes out a piece of alchemy potion, concentration potion, from the storage ring.

Although punk is now living in this desolate wilderness without a shelter, the image No. 2 who can protect is not around him, and the solidification spells of various magic items have not passed the "cooling" time. The most terrible thing is that punk is still in the weak state of side effect of the "activation" Potion, but he still decides to drink this "concentration potion".

There is no way to do this. The sudden "sense of disobedience" is telling punk at any time that "the unknown" has arrived and really exists.

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