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Chapter 1216: Suicide.
Samoan is a mad believer of the evil god, even if the goddess of darkness he serves has actually turned into a divine machine without self-consciousness a long time ago due to the erosion of the priesthood, but this obviously does not affect the madness of the devout. His own deity offered his faith.
According to the doctrine once formulated by the God of Darkness, it is the most cowardly and intolerable manifestation for a dark believer to succumb to the threat of an enemy, so even the current priest of Morningstar has been used by the strong moon to represent death and fall. Aiming at his head, the dark archbishop, who was so scared that his pupils were trembling, still restrained the instinctive fear of death of normal creatures with crazy faith and piety.
There is no need to hesitate and think at all, the next moment Samoan will go crazy and run the divine energy in his soul. He is now trying to use self-detonation to add even a little trouble to the enemy.
In fact, as early as when this unreasonable priest received the warning with a smile, he was probably prepared to use self-destructive means to defend the "supreme" majesty that the Dark God Court should have!
"I am Samoan, the man of praise of darkness. I serve the goddess of darkness to spread evil to the world. The eternal night is destined to swallow the entire multiverse, and the deep night is destined to turn into a god's skirt and blow the souls of all living beings... Come on, give me death, arrogant caster, but your victory tells nothing at all. My fall is just a brand new journey, and you are destined to be silent forever in the dark one day, haha, hahahaha" !
"It's an unreasonable lunatic. Belief is just an epitaph for the cowardly to deceive themselves. I didn't expect that even in the realm of Morningstar, there will be idiots fooled by "belief. It's really sad."
Bathed in the violent wind energy flow set off by the divine energy, feeling the waves of the misty ocean bursting out of turbulent waves because of the gathering of wind and clouds, staring blankly at Samoan, who was firmly pinched by the "towering magic hand" "Destroy Whispers" did not show any extra emotional color.
I saw that after a brisk wave of understatement, a luminous and dimmed dark black cone shot out from the punk's hand, and the "cone of destruction" of the torn space and law in an instant was even easier to penetrate. The moving head of the Morningstar priest.
So after the brains splashed into the sea with fragments of soul merged into the ocean current, the breath and energy that Samoan had just condensed to half came to an abrupt end.
Obviously, having lost half of his head and all his soul, he has fallen on this vast ocean of wave listener planes. Under the gaze of a shining strongman, the prolonged prelude of the Morningstar professional "blows" but It's a helpless joke, before even waiting for some crazy souls to condense enough energy to cause an explosion, a random spell attack of the moon level is enough to interrupt this slow explosion.
Of course, Samoan must also know that his so-called self-detonation is actually impossible to achieve any effect. His behavior is just seeking death as soon as possible. Now a "destruction cone" penetrates the soul, which is almost impossible. The guy who can escape from birth is considered to have got his wish......
"The damn fool is dead, so now...this young weak god, do you have to sacrifice your life for the faith of seeing the undead like your predecessors did"?
A casual glance confirms the death of Pastor Morningstar. The disappointed "Whisper of Destruction" is not too entangled in his low gains. After all, even if Samoan’s mouth is hard, he will not say anything, but now he is watching "Senior." "Will the weak divine power "fellow" with every muscle trembling all over the body of the corpse would be so stiff?
The horror of death is always effective. In the face of death, most creatures are destined to have no choice. Although the amount of information that a weak divine power can know is definitely not comparable to a strong Morningstar priest, what about that sentence? Speaking of it?
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat, and a little intelligence is better than nothing.
Anyway, punk no longer expects his subordinates to bring him any valuable information or results, so now "Destroy Whispers" has decided to take over the work of collecting intelligence after the battle-because of teammates. Too stupid, he has already taken care of everything that should be taken care of, so there is no shortage of intelligence work.
So staring indifferently at the god Nooduo, who was full of fear, at this moment, Mage Huiyue with dark golden eyes and cold light flashing directly asked:
"Come on, talk about what you know about the Pantheon. There are still several great gods among the decision-making members of the Gods Association? How many people have you sent against me this time? Smiling? What are the plans? Report the whereabouts of my subordinates to the Pantheon where the goddess of harvest and the goddess of water elements went? I can see that you don’t want to die, don’t you...that not worth mentioning killing The gods will never come to save you, and now your life is in my hands."
In the gloomy words, every word, "Destroy Whispers", all pointed to the key points of the Pantheon's plan.
Although punk does not understand the technique of interrogation and the art of questioning, he believes that suspending a moon-level spell "Destruction Cone" on the enemy's forehead is the most efficient method of interrogation. For example, he has just witnessed a Morning Star priest's The weak divine power god who fell and looked completely desperate seemed to be unable to sustain it.
"I...I can tell you everything I know, but...but how do you guarantee that you won't kill me after I tell everything"?
"There is no guarantee! There is no need to guarantee. Today you obviously have only two options to choose from. First: I will kill you immediately, and you will definitely die! Second: Tell me, I’m in a better mood and might take you. Exchange some ransom with the smiling guy. Which path do you want to choose?"
"..."
Well, the so-called choice is actually no choice. I believe that in the face of "sooner or later" and "immediately ending", people with a slightly stronger desire to survive will choose the former, not to mention the fact that punk's words are faintly given. There is a little more hope out of Noo.
It must be admitted that "the so-called greedy Master Huiyue and the unlucky girl god asking for a ransom" is the only hope of this weak divine power at present, even if this hope is matched with the "Destroy Whisper" that resounds through the multiverse "Legendary Killer" "How do you think about the title", but... even a little hope is worth fighting for.
End of this Chapter
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