Chapter 1181

Thunderstorm doesn't seem to be a professional who has the habit of carrying valuable financial affairs at any time. Or at least when he is in his own residence to relax his vigilance, this guy doesn't like to take off seven or eight storage rings as a part of his body like punk does. So when ditben is in a hurry to escape from the enemy's sudden attack, he is not alone There is really nothing left except a few ragged clothes.

The poor legendary warlock not only lost his little savings, but also lost the magic crystal card given to him by the "President". In fact, up to now, the clean clothes that Dieter wore were picked off by kesanoya from a minister in the palace. His robe, which was made of legendary materials, has been invaded by the morning star rule I can't wear it.

So if Mr. thunderstorm, who is wearing ill fitting clothes, wants to contact the president urgently, he has to ask for the advice of the plague box.

"Well, is there a response..." It's nearly 30000 years since the last meeting of the "President". As a result, our retaliation has not made any substantial progress so far. The Pantheon has already started to fight. I hope these things are under the control of the crown of the sun shining throne.

He shook his soft hand hard, and could not feel any strength from his soul.

He is an ambitious warlock professional, otherwise he would not have joined the "executors" without hesitation at the beginning, but now the harvest brought by a turbulent era is not the huge wealth he initially imagined, but the serious injury on the verge of death. This feeling of powerlessness because of his weak strength is really depressing.

However, the inner emotions will not affect the process of the real world. In fact, the situation imagined by the legendary Warlock is very beautiful compared with the reality.

Just a few seconds later, kaisanoya, who had just taken out her magic crystal card to contact her "immediate boss", opened her eyes wide and put down the card in her hand in astonishment. She turned to ditburn and said:

"this What the hell is going on? It's ok if you don't respond, but why didn't you respond to my message

“………… No response? How is that possible? This is the most urgent moment!

Mu ran sat up straight and his pupils closed sharply. The legendary warlock felt as if he had been knocked on the head with a hammer.

He didn't know why the only two Morningstar professionals among the "executives" lost contact at this point, but he knew that without the help of the strong, everything would be over.

The half bucket of water of "plague box" can't deal with the Morningstar priest. He is a tug bottle that needs to be protected when he loses fighting ability!

"We don't have time to wait foolishly. That damned Morningstar priest will soon find this little plane. Before that, we must take the initiative to seek refuge in the hatake plain on the plane of Fallon to find the magic tower of Mr. whispering of destruction. Let's go quickly. What are you hesitating about, kesanoya"?

He tried to leave the stone platform by moving his limbs, and his eyes of thunderstorm were full of determination.

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

Psychologically, the young mage doesn't trust the legendary magician who is not even familiar with her. However, it's very disturbing to be disconnected from the core members of the legendary organization, so now she doesn't know what to say. In fact, kesanoya is in an awkward state of indecision.

She didn't know if she should listen to dieterburn's advice. And she always felt that there was something wrong with the idea of seeking shelter from "whispers of destruction" Not very stable?

"Wait Wait a minute, you guys really think about it? Are we really going to find the monster with the title of "legendary killer" for protection? Because of the "President" rule, he should not take us away and make us into experimental objects, but But that's a Morningstar caster, and he's also an adventurer active in the multiverse. Such a guy is quite different from a reclusive mage like me. Isn't it a bit... "

"It's not fun to ask for it? be opinionated? fall into a snare? Looking for a way to die? "

"Pestilence box" doesn't know how to describe her current mood and attitude. She just instinctively doesn't want to have anything to do with the shadowy caster who always wears a hood and has enough eyes to freeze her soul.

You know, before attending the "executives" meeting, she was trying to control her projection away from the hazy images of punk.

But now

"Why don't we go to Mr. instant kill gun, I think he should be more talkative, hey"?

With a smile and an unnatural look, she is trying to solve the problem in a different way.God knows that just a few hours ago, the "plague box" thought that it could hide in this small corner of the multiverse, and then carefully barbecue delicious honey bread, but in a twinkling of an eye, the "little landlady" who enjoyed a peaceful life was about to leave her hometown and set foot on the road of escape. Such a huge gap even made kesanoya feel "unrealistic" She doubted whether she had fallen into some incredible sleep.

However, the legendary strong man will not sleep without reason, so the young mage will not dream. There is only a cruel and cold reality in front of her.

"I also think that the careless morning star warfighter is more suitable to be defected, but it's a pity that he is not as famous as" destruction whispers ", and his residence is not known anywhere, or do you know where Mr. bisadas lives?"

The tone of quiet inquires "pestilence box", the pale face of detben looks very tired.

In the face of her nominally subordinate's questions, kesanoya, who could not answer them, could only shake her head in embarrassment

"Since I don't know what else to say? There is no room for selection in such matters.

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