Netheril’s Brilliance

"Hey hey hey, Sai'an, how come you make such a big movement again, and these tars are everywhere, you guys don't know the true meaning of hunting at all."

Perceiving that the soul of the tar behemoth has completely dissipated, Kane also rushed back to the battlefield with a smile, ignoring the mess on the battlefield, Kane's mouth still couldn't stop as always:

"The so-called hunting is a kind of art, do you understand art? A cautious hunter hides in the dense forest, finds the right time, strikes like a cheetah, strikes a lore, and tastes the blooming of blood. That is a qualified hunting."

"Quack, agree! Quack".

Maybe it’s because I hate the "tar rain" that is still falling continuously from the clouds. The magic crow vector, who has been obedient to punk's orders for a long time and shut his mouth, also quickly took a word.

"Shut up, vector"!

It's a pity that Punk, who doesn't have any humorous cells, doesn't want to fight with Kane. He doesn't like a chattering crow barking beside his ears, so Vector's Tucao only got a new order of "three days of silence".

Punk ignored the cautiously smiling and hippy knight beside Kane and walked towards the corpse of the Tar Beast King. For a spellcaster who is sprinting towards the legend, every bit of time is very precious. It is not difficult to defeat this one. After the master magical creature, punk is more willing to start "filth prediction" as soon as possible to find the position of the "number three" son of God instead of quarreling with the boring Kane.

Therefore, Punk, who did not answer Kane’s question at all, said directly to the idle knight:

"If you have time for nonsense, it's better to hurry up and mess up some neat piles of rubble over there. We have wasted enough time. The five gods have only found two until now"!

Slightly displeased, punk began to dismember the huge corpse of the Tar Beast King. Compared with the rigid Judgment Eye, the filthy bird always prefers the chaotic ostentation when it comes out. If the layout of the "foreseeing" venue is chaotic and there is a chance to get a little bit of "travel" news from the foul bird, why not do it?

Seeing that punk had no interest in a lively atmosphere as always, Kane, who had been boring, was no longer talking nonsense. Kane, who also understood the importance of time, soon began to seriously destroy the already incomparably messy battlefield. Unlike the previous city, there were so many corpses. In order to make the appearance of the filthy bird projection appear a bit "chaotic", the only way to plough the ground was ploughed with mud and gravel everywhere.

The speed of destruction by the two masters is still very fast. It took less than a few minutes to set up the most chaotic summoning site. The serious mage who had recovered all his magic power was also standing by the corpse of the Tar Beast King. Make up a pile of minced meat and carefully construct a spell model.

Since punk has used the "filth prediction" three times, punk is already familiar with this spell. It only takes about a second to complete the construction of a concise but extremely weird model of the spell. With the injection of punk's large amount of magic power, it is full of chaos and The evil and dirty breath also began to slowly form in mid-air.

In the end, the nasty and chaotic filthy color that made people feel disgusting and chaotic in the soul by being alone finally condensed into the form of a big bird in the tar rain curtain, and the chaotic atmosphere that wandered around also formed irregularities. The whirlwind was blowing wildly, and the sky in the center of the Tar Swamp was soaked in pure "maliciousness". The dripping rain curtain seemed to be the weeping and mourning of this swamp!

There is no doubt that under the communication call of the spell, the projection of the consciousness of the foul bird... has arrived!

"This is... Judgment Eye? I smell the disgusting smell of Judgment Eye, **** it, why haven't you got rid of this nasty guy"!

Just like the last time, the filthy bird's consciousness that has just arrived projected the breath of the judgment eye contract on the punk body that was immediately felt. Obviously, the chaos made all the filthy birds hate and even hated all order. As soon as he noticed the Judgment Eye contract, punk could see that the sinister smile of the filthy bird had suddenly turned into a gloomy displeasure.

Soon, the filthy bird projection resembling a filthy cloud refocused its attention on the summoner punk, and its blood-red eyes said hysterically:

"Ant, it's you again, that's right! The great filthy bird remembers you, chaos always remembers any fellow who threw himself into chaos, have you come to me again? And...with that judgment Disgusting contract of the Eye"?

Slightly threatening, he brought the huge cloud face closer to punk. When the "Judgement Eye Contract" was mentioned again, the anthropomorphic bird face of the filthy bird even showed unabashed anger.

But even in the weird breath of the filthy bird, punk's expression remained unchanged as always. He did not answer the question of the filthy bird. The calm mage just said calmly to the projection of the filthy bird:

"Honorable filthy bird, in the name of chaos, I hope I can get your help. We need to know the position of the third son of God. Your infinite might will be my most clear beacon..."!

"Shut up, ants"!

The filthy bird is indeed the lord of moody chaos. It seemed to be expecting a punk answer in the last second, and it suddenly became angry in the next second, and the terrifying filthy energy cloud rushed over its body, raging evil. The breath has even begun to make the souls of everyone present feel cold.

Flying into the air again, the filthy bird looked down at the punk below and asked sharply:

"How dare you ignore my question, do you know what a great existence I am? I am the omnipotent chaos lord, how dare you talk to me again and again with the contract of the eye of judgment"!

The sound of the filthy bird is extremely high-frequency, and this peculiar tone seems to reach the deepest part of anyone’s mind without any medium. Even under the protection of fifteen layers of magical protection, punk still inevitably feels in the filth. When the bird roared in anger, the sting of his own brain was coming for a while.

But punk didn’t have any superfluous reactions. He just watched silently at the filthy bird's consciousness projection flying in mid-air~www.novelmtl.com~ From beginning to end, after asking questions he needed to understand, punk didn’t say anything more. One sentence.

The anger of the filthy bird is undoubtedly real. In the air, it stared at punk in the air with blood-red pupils for a minute! But in the end, the projection of one of the only two god-level powers in the multiverse still didn't make any substantive actions, or... it was simply unable to make any substantive actions.

In fact, just after about a minute passed, the dirty bird's attitude suddenly calmed down without warning, even... its calmness was more abrupt and unnatural than its rage.

Flew close to the punk again, and the filthy bird that was still hysterical just now showed no signs of getting angry, and saw that it converged all its madness at an incredibly fast speed, and had restored its eerie and weird filth. Zhiniao just said to punk quietly in a tone that seemed a little helpless:

"Very...very good, little guy! Following that old, **** contract, the great Lord of Chaos will still give you the answers you need, and not only that, I—the generous and filthy bird decided to ignore the predecessors. I will give you some little "intelligence". Fortunately, cheer, thank you all, you sad bugs who are fearless because of ignorance!"