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Chapter 1181: Make a choice.
"Thunderstorm" does not seem to be a professional who has the habit of carrying valuable financial affairs at all times, or at least when he is relaxed and vigilant in his own residence, this guy does not like to treat seven or eight storage rings as part of his body like punk does. Never took it off, so when Dieter hurriedly escaped from the enemy's sudden attack, he really had nothing left except a few tattered clothes.
The poor legendary warlock not only lost his few savings, he also lost the magic crystal card given to him by the "guildmaster". In fact, the clean clothes that Dieter wears until now are Kaisano. Ya picked it 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 Law of Morning Stars.
So if Mr. "Thunderstorm", who is wearing inappropriate clothes at this moment, wants to get in touch with the "President" urgently, he has to seek the advice of the "Plague Box".
"How about it, is there any response..." It is said that it has been nearly 30,000 years since the last meeting held by Your Excellency "Chairman". As a result, our retaliatory actions have not yet made any substantial progress. On the other side of the temple, they have already started to fight for the strong, and I hope that these things are also under the control of the throne of the sun."
He shook his soft palm hard, and Dieter, who couldn't feel the slightest strength in his soul, could be described as impatient and helpless.
He is an ambitious warlock professional, otherwise he would not have joined the "executors" without hesitation at the beginning, but now a turbulent era has brought him not only the wealth he originally envisioned, but the verge of it. The serious injury of death, this feeling of powerlessness due to weak strength is really easy to make people feel distressed.
However, inner emotions do not affect the progress of the real world. In fact, the situation imagined by the legendary warlock is already very beautiful compared to the suaves of reality.
Because only a few seconds later, Kaisanoya, who had just brought out her magic crystal card and contacted the "head boss", opened her eyes wide in surprise and put down the card in her hand and turned her head and said to Dietburn:
"This...what the hell is going on? The "President" did not respond, but why didn't Mr. "Destroy Whisper" and Mr. "Instant Kill Gun" respond to the message I sent? "
"............ No response? How could it be possible? Now is the most urgent moment"!
Mou Ran sat up straight, and the legendary warlock whose pupils narrowed sharply felt that his scalp was numb as if he had been hit by a hammer.
He didn't know why the only two Morningstar professionals among the "executors" had lost contact at this point, but he knew that without the help of the strong, everything for himself would be lost.
The half bucket of water in the "Plague Box" can't deal with Pastor Morningstar. He who has lost the ability to fight is an oil bottle that needs protection!
"We don’t have time to wait foolishly. The damn Morningstar Pastor will soon find this little plane. Before that, we must take the initiative to look for the Hatak Plain on the plane of Faerun." Whispers of Destruction "Mister's magic tower seeks refuge, hurry up, Kesanoya, what are you still hesitating?"
Moving his limbs hard to try to leave the stone platform, the pupils of the "thunderstorm" who insisted on telling his thoughts were full of determination like death.
But at this time, some indecisive "Plague Boxes" have not made up their minds yet.
Psychologically, the girl mage doesn’t trust the legendary warlock who even acquaintances are not so much, but the feeling of disconnecting from the core members of the legendary organization is very disturbing, so now I don’t know what to say good Kesha Noah was actually in an awkward state of uncertainty.
She didn't know whether she should follow Dieter's advice. And she always feels that the idea of seeking refuge in the "Whisper of Destruction" is really...not stable?
"Wait...wait a minute, do you really think about it? Are we really going to find the monster with the title of "Legend Killer" for protection? Although he shouldn't be able to do so because of the "guild leader" rule. Take us away and make it into a test, but... but that is a Morningstar spellcaster, and he is also an adventurer active in the multiverse. Such a guy is completely different from a talkative reclusive mage like me. It’s different, is it a bit..."
"It's boring to be self-seeking? To be self-righteous? To be in a trap? To be dead?"
"Plague Box" didn't know how to describe her current mood and attitude, she just instinctively didn't want to have a relationship with the gloomy spellcaster who always wears a hood and has eyes that can freeze the soul.
You know, when she participated in the "executors" meeting before, she controlled her projection as far as possible away from the hazy image of punk.
but now………
"Why don't we go to Mr. "Instant Kill Gun", I think he should be more talkative, hey"?
Kaisanoya, who thought she was active and showed a smile, was obviously unnatural, trying to solve the problem in a different way.
God knows that just a few hours ago, the "Plague Box" who thought she could hide in this small corner of the multiverse and took care of herself and grilled the fragrant honey bread, but in a blink of an eye, the "little boss" who enjoys a peaceful life will have to Leaving her home and embarking on the road of escape, such a huge gap even gave Kaisanoya a feeling of "unrealistic", she wondered if she had fallen into some kind of incredible sleep.
However, the legendary powerhouse will not fall asleep 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 Morningstar warrior is more suitable to be rushed, but it is a pity that he is not as famous as "Destroy Whispers", and his residence is not known by people, or that Do you know where Mr. Besadas lives?"
Inquiring about the "Plague Box" in a faint tone, Dietben, with a pale face, looked extremely tired.
Facing the question of her nominal subordinate, Kesanoya, who could not answer the question, could only shook her head in embarrassment...
"Since I don't know what else to say? There is no room for picking and choosing this kind of thing."
End of this Chapter
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