Chapter 137 The Apostle of Destruction and Destruction

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 137 The Apostle of Destruction and Destruction

A suffocating pause.

"The people outside are not threatening me and you at all." Nesse said in a stiff tone, holding the wall with a severe hunger, moving himself upwards.

He was originally a high-level warlock appointed by the entire Black Key Warlock Association to this remote stronghold, "Night Raven Castle", to command all the spell affairs here - although he had obviously disappeared for several days, this position had probably been replaced by someone.

No one knows better than him that the guards, apprentices, smug priests, young native sorcerers and spellists here may not be his opponents.

Not to mention the opponent of the evil god Yifumi.

"I can transform myself, and it is even easier to get information. If it really doesn't work, I can also teleport it away by myself." He moved up one level.

He looked straight and held his breath—although it was getting harder—slowly letting himself out of the scented area. “You don’t have to kill them at all.”

"Kill. It's OK." Evomi said emotionally.

"The teacher asked us to collect information about the 'shadow of the conspiracy'. It's not a massacre." Nesse retorted.

There is a loophole in this statement. I didn't say it was not done after checking it.

"I Chainte..." Evomi pondered, as if he had not found the loophole.

"I plan to find the Five Prophets." Nesse said first. "Anyway, the Five Prophets made the prophecy of the Battle of Dawn, and both prophecies were related to the shadow of the conspiracy. It is absolutely right to find them."

"Can."

"I'll go by myself."

Ivomao had no fluctuations. "Yes."

This was an unexpected answer. Nesse was stunned for a moment and stared at Iphim.

Does the Destruction Hand understand what he means?

He did not want Evodhi to participate too much in this event. The God of Destruction and Destruction regards human life as grass. Such an overactive evil god may bring terrible disasters to his homeland.

But I didn't expect that Ivomi would agree so easily.

"You sympathize."

Ivomi could not see things, but seemed to be staring at him. "I understand humans. But I have no intention of treating them equally with us."

The words were still echoing, and the demon suddenly disappeared from the spot again.

Nesse realized this and immediately rushed to the window.

For a moment, he thought he wanted to witness the blood flowing in the entire Night Raven Castle - after all, judging by his estimate, Ivomi could do this easily.

Fortunately, there was no. Ivomai didn’t know where he went.

Nesse's eyes swept down quickly.

On the lower side of the tower was a team of fully armed priests. On the other side, he recognized Oredo, the lord of Night Raven Castle, at first glance, in his shiny gold-inlaid armor.

Five magicians stood around the castle lord. The youngest was no less than thirty. He recognized each of them. The energy in their dark robes was swelling, and various rays of light were shining.

The guards have a team—it should be the most useful team.

Half of the light shield in a fan shape is scattered, located in front of everyone. The other half of the crossbow is scattered on both wings.

There were more than a dozen smart and capable apprentices wearing tightly sewn crocodile leather armor, holding various tools, standing behind the team, with several familiar top students all among them.

Nesse knew in his heart that these were all the elites that Night Raven Castle could be dispatched.

Several magicians and Oredo lowered their heads and said something, not seemingly in a hurry to enter the tower.

Looking closely, there is still an open space in the formation between the Fortress Lord Oredo and the Priest.

They are waiting for people.

What is waiting for should be... no.

It will definitely be.

The new one, the high-level warlock who will take over him.

Without such a warlock, they should not dare to fight a demon...

But they gathered so quickly...

The distortion of hunger pressure.

Suddenly I felt a dark energy fluctuation behind me.

Nissai turned around and Ivomi appeared at a very close distance.

The power of the person suppression between the demons suddenly made him feel chest tight.

"The God of Destruction and Destruction."

He tried to raise his head and look straight at him. "Have you changed your mind?"

"I don't care whether I'm involved or not. As long as I can complete the commission of Ichat."

Ivomie raised his head and spewed out the airflow. "I have no interest in any of your plans. But if you can do it alone, my idea doesn't matter."

"I will definitely complete the teacher's instructions." Nesse replied in a cautious and cold tone.

"Very good. I won't interfere with you again.

but."

Evomi slapped a giant claw on his shoulder.

It was so heavy - his shoulders must have swollen immediately, but Nisse didn't say a word.

A big hand spread out in front of his eyes, which was Evrmi's arm.

There is a simple and ancient shape in the palm of the hand, with a pointed hammer in the shape of a cow horn and a blood-red steel needle.

"These two things are for your use."

“What is it?”

Nisse did not move.

"In Chainte, let us pay attention to each other's safety." Evumi said without any storm. "My safety. You don't have to pay attention to it. But I want to pay attention to your safety. Take it away."

Nesse did not hesitate and directly picked up the pointed hammer and checked left and right.

Sure enough, I saw a darker bullhead mark on the side with a thicker cross-section, and wisps of fine black smoke came out at the turning point of the marking pen.

"The mark of God of Destruction and Destruction. Weapon?"

"Take it. You can walk on earth in the name of my apostle." Ephimmy's voice suddenly became empty and deep. "My believers will help you when they see this mark."

As Ivomi's words fell, Nesser suddenly felt an invisible undercurrent from the palm of his hand to the pointed hammer, connecting them.

Apostles of Destruction and Destruction.

It will undoubtedly attract enemies in the corresponding field...

Those who believe in Evodra will never be of the type of "help if you say help". The "help" they understand may not be the same as normal people.

But no matter what, it is a new wave of helping angles and information sources.

Nesse stared at the crooked obscure light in the arc of the pointed hammer. "What's its name?"

"The attack of cracking the solid."

"The attack of cracking the solid."

Nisse repeated it, pinning the pointed hammer around his waist. He picked up the steel needle from his rough palm - it looked like a small cluster of solidified blood. "What about this?"

"When you want to summon my power, just dip it in your blood."

Evmi's arm shrank silently. "Just remember: when summoned like this, I will only bring destruction and destruction."

"Why?"

"The weapon of the god is called. The weapon of the god is responsible for the priesthood."

Ivomie finished speaking indifferently.

A roll of black smoke, the figure of the demon dissipated.

Nesse was almost immediately sure that he would not come again.

He put away the blood needle and looked out the window again.

The night is dark.

The forest is caressed by the wind, and it is just an ordinary midnight on earth.

In the distance, a figure wearing a gray cloak approached quickly.

The floor tiles are gray and blue, and the figure of the man is also gray and blue.

In the material field, it is almost impossible to distinguish.

But in the energy field-

The man was full of brilliance.

It is like coming over the stars and the moon, dragging out a gorgeous tail of more than ten feet.

(End of this chapter)
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