Chapter 267

Name:Netheril's Glory Author:Dawn C
It has been proved that the highly centralized magical biological tribes like the harpy are obviously slow to respond after losing their absolute authority leader. When punk returns to the harpy tribe with the wizard's hand holding a strange eye, he finds that these harpies, including some high-level dressed harpies, have not made any response to the potential threat crisis Reaction.

They just ordered a few guards to surround the hut destroyed by punk, and then they went on working. No one in the whole tribe thought about what to do when their priestess failed.

In fact, not only did they not prepare to run away, the harpy elders even set up a big pot in the middle of the tribe and put some fresh meat for celebration.

"Blind trust will inevitably lead to blind ignorance, and blind ignorance will bring destruction. The reason why these magical creatures are banished everywhere is, in the final analysis, just because of a stupid word"!

Punk took a cold look at the eagle body Banshee tribe in the air, and then concentrated on releasing the magic in their hands:

"well, it's easy for me to solve it all at once, and I have to catch the" little mice "everywhere!

Punk takes aim at the big pot in the center of the tribe, and then throws the dark purple ball down when an eagle body Banshee elder yells "Your Highness must be triumphant".

"Master incantation Magic - kinetic energy tide".

"Super magic skill - Magic compression"!

In order to cover the whole harpy tribe, punk specially uses the super magic technique to strengthen the scope of "kinetic energy tide", so that this spell can directly destroy all creatures in this large tribe.

Before the dignified and beautiful priestess came to the square, they only saw a bright purple dust falling from the clouds in the sky. The tiny "Star" was like a small sun, bursting with chilling purple light.

"What's that? It looks like "Beautiful"?

This is the last thought of almost all the harpies in the square.

A purple wave set off an energy tide several meters high. In the purple tide, even space was turned into debris and swept by the wave. All the places passed by the "waves" were overturned and crushed. Tall trees and hard rocks, like sun dried bread, easily turned into debris under the purple energy, and those fragile and wailing creatures were even more indispensable Can escape this terrible "natural disaster", even the fastest response of the harpy also has no time to escape the scope of the disaster, they can only be caught up in the wailing of the purple death torrent, and then with other people's own tribal land, everything is "kneaded" into one!

When the terrible kinetic energy tide slowly fades away, the eagle body Banshee tribe, which originally had many tree houses, has become a piece of "ploughed" land. The fragments of rocks and trees are mixed in the blood red soil. The collapse of space has extracted a lot of soil. As a result, the ground now looks half shorter than the surrounding.

Finally, punk started flying in the air, and now they are looking at the ruins of the "black claw tribe" in a daze. They shoot down one by one with "kinetic energy cone". Then they carefully use the prophecy to make sure that there are no survivors. Then they nod with satisfaction:

"finish! It's a pity that I have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise I can get a lot of harvest by searching this tribe... But now we have to give up.

Punk is not greedy for some financial waste of time, he casually cleaned up the surrounding and their associated energy residue, and then quickly left without hesitation.

With the shield of heitzta's magic box, punk is convinced that as long as they are not found on the spot, they will not be tracked down by any enemy. Those professionals who rush to explore the secret of this emergency can only get nothing at all.

"This eyeball is really strange, isn't it really the body tissue of some legendary creature"?

In the silent forest night, punk sitting by the campfire looks carefully with his huge eyes. He wears a pair of golden silk gloves on his hand. The runes on the gloves stimulate a special position and block the strange breath on the strange eyes.

"Master alchemy Magic - the golden glove of zeron": it can effectively prevent the chronic erosion of most of the master's energy or physics, lasting for 17 magic hours.

Under the protection of alchemy, punk pinches his lifeless eyeball and feels the smooth touch of the glove. He can't help thinking.

He can't be sure that this eyeball must be the eye of some kind of creature, because some mages may also make magic equipment into this strange shape, and can't judge the identity of the strange eyeball, which means that punk can't judge the original use of the strange eyeball. It may be a magic equipment used for charging attacks, or it may be the visual organ of a legendary Warcraft."But what's the strange fluctuation on this eyeball? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't have soul and life?"?

Punk is very sure that weird eyeball has no life and soul. The reaction of eyeball to energy is more like a stress mechanism, but it does not have some autonomous characteristics.

Punk has tried to inject all kinds of energy into the pupil of the eyeball, including ether, elements, even vitality and animal soul. The vertical pupil of the eyeball is open to all who come. I will eat whatever I come, but it just won't give you any movement.

That's right. No matter how much energy punk injects, the weird eyeball doesn't "live" as if it was in the hands of an eagle witch priestess. Instead, it calmly transforms all the energy into a larger volume, and then Then there's no more.

"It doesn't seem to be a matter of energy. Does it need some special" energy "?

Punk looks at the strange vertical pupil of the eyeball and thinks about the "characteristics" of the harpy. He suddenly thinks of the "breath" exchange of the eyeball before the death of the priestess. He also thinks of the "evil" breath of many harpy soldiers.

Especially when the vertical pupil of the strange eyeball begins to extract the soul of the priestess, the "evil" she erupts is not simply "malicious", which makes punk feel more like a kind of erosive energy. The strange eyeball successfully releases the legendary attack after swallowing those substantive "evil".

"When the priestess died, what was her breath? Bitterness, hatred, anger, despair, sadness So maybe negative emotions or energetic negative emotions are the key "!

Punk finally came to the conclusion secretly!

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