Vol 2 Chapter 262: breath

The crazy paladin was resolved quickly and swiftly. His pious beliefs and violent beliefs could not stop the kinetic energy explosion of punk. Now, the paladins who were covered in gold just now like a little sun have become a pile of mixed Metal fragments of minced meat, and some blood among them shot into the faces of his two stunned companions.
　　
　　 Looking at the punk's face, which was mostly covered by shadows, Gujing Shibuya, his expression was as indifferent as if he slapped a mosquito to death. The greedy mage MiG mechanically wiped the viscous liquid on his face.
　　
　　 He watched the blood-red touch on his hand, the shaking of his body became more and more severe, and finally, MiG finally collapsed.
　　
　　 "No, let me go, I don't want to die"!
　　
　　 With a pale face, he let out a scream that was louder than a woman, and then turned around and stumbled towards the jungle. The same reaction was also reflected by the female stalker beside him.
　　
These two adventurers intellectually know that punk will not let go of themselves, nor can they escape from the hands of a master spellcaster, and now, these two desperate adventures are all fleeing and panicking. It's just a sign of collapse.
　　
　　 Watching two scared adventurers run to the jungle in a panic, punk shook his head speechlessly:
　　
　　 "It's a pity, I'm afraid you will stay in this beautiful jungle forever."
　　
These two guys were right. When the paladin rushed up, the three adventurers were punk-confirmed as dead. Now that crazy paladin has turned into pieces of meat, and the punk leader plans to He developed quietly and didn't want to provoke Chenxi's church at all, so he was going to silence the witnesses now.
　　
　　 There is nothing to say against two guys who can't even reach the official level. Punk casually fired a "kinetic energy burst" at the two adventurers who were running away.
　　
　　 The scary lavender shock wave of the spell directly crushed the mage and the female stalker who wanted to stop and beg for mercy into flesh.
　　
　　 Looking at the blood dripping from the place, punk nodded in satisfaction. Now even a master-level "limited wishing technique" can't save these three idiots.
　　
　　 "It's really a troublesome thing............ Do you think I am a hero to save the United States"?
　　
　　Punk casually set fire to burn the flesh and blood of the ground, and then threw the harpy with a broken wing on the charred ground.
　　
　　 He squatted down and looked at the poor harpy curled up in his remaining wings, and said to himself playfully.
　　
This harpy still looks quite in line with human aesthetics. Except for the wings on the back, the harpy only needs its legs covered with feathered claws, and the other parts are just ordinary female human bodies. Wearing some animal skins up and down as a cover, her exquisite figure with a pretty face is still a beauty.
　　
　　 But... the mind of this thing is not beautiful at all.
　　
　　Punk quietly released a "Master-level Mind Spell-Mind Listening" and he clearly heard the voice of the harpy.
　　
　　 Harpy, who was indirectly rescued by punk, didn't have the slightest idea of ​​gratitude. In fact, this guy was thinking about revenge for grace.
　　
　　 The harpy who drove up on the ground and wailed suicide looks pitiful, but her heart was full of fanaticism and paranoia:
　　
"Oh, my God, what a beautiful face is this, what a tender skin this is, this is definitely the most beautiful young man in the world, this kind of beauty is only worthy of the supreme priestess, I want to bring him If you go back, you must bring him back early, and you must offer it to the supreme priestess, you must, I will be rewarded, the highest reward! No one will be allowed to obstruct, never allow"!
　　
With the emotional excitement, the expression of this harpy slowly appeared a little hideous, and not only that, punk also keenly discovered that the "weird aura" entwined with her body has also become active, which was originally a bit The lifeless aura seemed to be slowly waking up, they began to merge with the harpy, becoming more and more inseparable.
　　
　　 "This is really interesting, can these breaths also affect the reason, making this harpy think paranoid? Or magnify evil desires?"?
　　
　　Punk didn't care about this monster's fanaticism, and now he was very interested in the breath of this harpy.
　　
Punk still wants to test this banshee. He intends to see the strength of the "priestess" behind this guy. If there is no accident... punk intends to go to this harpy community. Take a look.
　　
　　 "Hello, beautiful lady, you seem to be hurt very badly, do you need me to you to your community"?
　　
　　Punk tried his best to put on a gentle sunny look and said to the Harpy.
　　
　　 Hearing punk’s request to him to the community, the harpy who was planning how to bring punk to the "priestess" flashed in the eyes of the harpy that was hard to hide:
　　
　　 "Great, powerful warrior. I have lost my wings. If there is no help, I will be eaten by cruel beasts when night falls. Now I really don't know how to thank you."
　　
"Haha......no thanks or thanks, but you seem to be hurt a little bit badly. Can someone in your tribe be able to treat it? It's really not possible. Why don't you go to a town for treatment? I think you can find one or two priests there. ".
　　
　　Punk laughed dryly and began to test the effectiveness of the Harpy group. He didn't want to step into the subject so quickly, but punk is really not good at acting as a enthusiastic teenager, so it's better to find a way to ask.
　　
　　 "If this guy doesn't say anything, he can only try torture"!
　　
　　Punk thought secretly.
　　
He didn't want to use the most convenient spell of "memory reading", because the breath lingering in the harpy was too weird. Punk's intuition told him that it is best to avoid having any soul, mind or thinking with this breath. s contact.
　　
His instincts have always been trustworthy, so punk simply gave up the option of directly investigating the memory of the harpy. Although the breath looks weak and thin~EbookFREE.me~, punk can't detect himself. Existence can't be underestimated.
　　
　　 Fortunately, the Harpy seemed to be afraid that punk would not go to her tribe. She heard punk say that she would send her to a human town for treatment and shook her head and refused:
　　
　　 "Don't worry, the priestesses in our tribe are omnipotent, no matter what kind of injury they can be cured".
　　
　　 The harpy proudly boasted of how great and omnipotent her boss is, knowing that she is talking about a harpy offering sacrifices, and those who don’t know might think she is praising a great god.
　　
　　More than that, this harpy also showed off a feather as if afraid that punk would not believe it:
　　
　　 "Look, this is the feather that the priestess left for me, even if there is only one feather, those monsters will tremble with fear"!
　　
　　 The feathers she took out were surrounded by a little coercive energy, the pale gold inscription shone brilliantly in the sun, and the level of the energy fluctuations above was... formal! ) Download the free reader!!