Netheril's Glory Chapter 160

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Chapter 160: Flowers fall.

Bilan tightly covered her mouth with her white jade hand before she didn't cry. What did she see, was it the most terrifying hallucination? What came out of the White Tower was not Kang Kai but punk!

The figure wearing a black robe was holding a green staff in one hand and Kang Kai's head in the other. He walked towards the three people waiting outside the white pagoda as if he were retreating. Kang Kai's neck was torn apart. The blood was still dripping, and the coagulated face was expressionless and there was only endless shock and helplessness.

Kang Kai is dead, the Kang Kai who vowed to fight the evil to save everyone is dead, dead in the hands of punk.

"How is it possible, this... why did it become like this..."

Tears slipped from the girl's face, dripping drop by drop onto the white neck. Even if Bilan couldn't believe it, how she said to herself "This is just a nightmare, this is not true" can't change the cruel reality in front of her.

Her so-called justice has not defeated evil. In this battle, punk has won!

"No, no, you evil mage... actually killed Master Kang Kai!"

Diccito raised his fist and rushed towards the punk angrily. However, just as he rushed in front of the punk, he was easily pushed away from a slanted position, and then a somersault fell to the ground, and his white robe was also stained by the mud on the ground. Embarrassed!

"Why, surprised"?

Punk glanced indifferently at the angry Kang Kai, the sad Bilan, and the silent Luo Taran, and then said cold words with no expression on his face:

"What kind of IQ makes you believe in knight novels that fool children? What kind of ignorance makes you think that a stupid ranger can defeat a prepared wizard? What kind of stupidity makes you If you have the courage to wait here, it's still like this............ there is no fear"?

"Shut up, Master Kang Kai is not stupid at all. He taught us what true kindness is. Even though I am weak now, one day, I will become stronger and take revenge for Teacher Kang Kai..."

"laugh!!"

With a clear sound of piercing the object, Dicchido's words came to an abrupt end. His speech was not finished, and it will never be finished.

Blood spilled from the corner of Di Qiduo's mouth, and he slowly lowered his head, unbelievably seeing a large translucent energy hand pierced his chest, tightly holding the powerfully retractable blood red heart.

"Bah!!"

Punk's movements did not stop because of Dicchido’s shock. He relentlessly manipulated the hand of the mage and pulled hard. In the next instant, Dicchido’s heart was pulled out of his chest, with the sound of arteries and veins breaking. It was clear and audible, the bloody blood vessels squirmed and contracted like a broken rubber band, and a red heart was still beating in vain in the palm of the mage's hand.

A lot of blood dyed Di Qiduo's robes red. Under the shining sun, the pupils of the boy slowly enlarged, and his thin body fell heavily in a pool of blood.

"Perhaps the vow I once said gave you such courage, but you probably don't know. I never care or don't want to care about something like a vow.

By the way, I never believe in any gods, including the silly goddess of magic"

After that, Punk smashed Di Qiduo's heart hard, allowing the squeezed out pieces of meat to fall on the ground, slowly creeping in the blood-stained mud.

The wind has stopped, the clouds have dispersed, the flowers have fallen...

Bilan stared hollowly at Dicardo being pulled out of his heart by punk. Then he fell to the ground like a damaged puppet, only his hands and feet were still twitching unconsciously, and only the delicate face slowly turned pale.

"No, no, no no no no no no ah ah ah ah ah, this is not really not really not really not really not really not really not really not really..."!

At the moment Di Qiduo was pierced through her body, Bilan seemed to hear the sound of breaking in her heart, and the pain that was countless times stronger than the "secondary pain" seemed to tear every inch of the girl's soul instantly.

Bilan staggered to the side of Dikido's corpse. She knelt down on the blood-spattered ground. Her trembling jade hands tried in vain to fill the hole that kept bleeding outwards. She gently lifted the boy's cold face, feeling As the lover's body gradually became cold, tears couldn't stop dripping down.

Bilan cried, howling, crying, thinking of a newborn baby, crying like a war beast wandering in the cold, helpless and confused.

One day ago, she was happy, and after one day, all her happiness became a cold corpse, and there was no warmth anymore.

Despair, sorrow, pain, helplessness, countless pain and coldness enveloped the girl layer by layer, haunting every corner of her bone marrow like a maggot attached to her bones.

At this moment, the girl saw the whole world collapse in front of her.

No matter how desperate and sad Bilan was crying, punk's heart did not fluctuate from beginning to end.

"Although you do seem sad, I have to inform you of two bad news. One is that the belief of this little boy is not enough to allow him to enter the kingdom of God, so now the long river of fate may have completely swallowed him. The other is-I will transform you into the core soul of Golem II. You are destined to be unable to accompany him, but this may be good too, at least I will erase your emotions, won't you"?

Punk spoke without ups and downs, and at the same time took out a crystal clear magic gem from the storage ring, and then prepared the spell for soul extraction without delay.

But Bilan, who had been crying all the time, seemed to have no response to everything. As the saying goes, grief is more than heartbreaking. From the moment Dikido died, everything was completely indifferent to Bilan.

"Official-level alchemy spells are in-secondary soul extraction"

Bilan's soul was easily extracted among the gems. From beginning to end, the girl didn't have any other reactions except crying.

The "corpse" of Bilan, whose soul had been taken away, fell on Dickedo's body, with a beautiful face nestled on the boy's chest, both of them seemed to just fall asleep, but there was no more ups and downs of breathing.

Punk calmly collected the gems, then turned to look at Lu Taran who had been silent.

"It's your turn…………"

The punk stared at Luo Taran's tearful eyes and said flatly, as sparsely and ordinary as he was simply stating an ordinary daily fact and asking "have you eaten".

After hearing the "facts" stated by punk, Luo Taran slowly walked up to punk, her delicate little leather shoes were throwing noises, and the golden ponytails were flying in the wind. She raised her head and asked softly:

"If I said I've fallen in love with you since the first meeting, will the respected punk master let the little girl go?"

"It's a pity, it won't"!

Punk's answer was very straightforward and cold. He placed the staff lightly on Luo Taran's head, and the emerald head of the staff and the golden hair reflected each other.

"So, will I have a chance to be your help after death?"

Feeling an icy energy injected into his mind, the vision in front of him gradually blurred, Luo Taran asked inaudibly the last question.

"It should be"!

Punk replied calmly. In the next moment, the powerful magic instantly pulled out the girl's soul in front of him.

"In this way, I'm satisfied..."

With the last whisper of the girl, a teardrop slowly slipped...

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