Netheril’s Brilliance

Facts have proved that a highly centralized magical creature tribe like the Harpy will experience obvious unresponsiveness after losing an absolute authoritative leader. , he found that these harpies, including some that looked like high-level harpies, did not respond to the possible threat.

They all just ordered a few guards to surround the hut that was destroyed by punks and continued to work. No one in the whole tribe thought about what to do if their priestess failed.

In fact, not only were they not prepared to run away, but the Harpy elders even set up a cauldron in the center of the tribe and placed some fresh meat for celebration.

Blind trust will inevitably lead to blind ignorance, and blind ignorance will lead to destruction in an instant. The reason why these magical creatures are driven around is in the final analysis just because of a stupid word!

Punk glanced coldly at the beaming Harpy Tribe in the air, and then concentrated on releasing the magic in his hand:

Alright, save me trouble, solve it all at once, and save you having to catch the little mice running around!

Punk aimed at the cauldron in the center of the tribe in a vicious manner, and then threw the dark purple ball in his hand when a harpies elder shouted, My lord priestess must return triumphantly.

Master Conjuration Spell-Kinetic Energy Tides.

Super magic skills - magic power compression!

In order to cover the entire Harpy tribe, Punk specially used super magic techniques to strengthen the range of the kinetic tide, allowing this spell to directly destroy all creatures in this large tribe.

The harpies who were beaming and preparing to celebrate their dead priestess did not wait for the majestic and beautiful priestess to descend on the square. They only saw a bright purple stardust falling rapidly from the clouds in the sky. The seemingly insignificant star erupts with a chilling purple light like a small sun.

What is that, it looks...beautiful?

This is almost the last thought of all Harpy in the square.

A wave of purple waves set off an energy tide several meters high. In the purple tide, even the space was turned into fragments and swept by the waves. All the places passed by the waves were overturned and crushed. Tall trees and hard The rocks are as easy as dried bread and turned into crumbs under the pressure of purple energy. It is even more impossible for those fragile and howling creatures to escape this terrible natural disaster, even the fastest reacting harpies. It was too late to escape the scope of the disaster, they could only be overtaken by the purple death torrent in the wailing, and then they were kneaded into one with other tribes and their own tribe's land!

When the terrifying tide of kinetic energy slowly receded, the harpy tribe with many tree houses had turned into a plowed land, and rock fragments and tree debris were mixed with blood. In the red-stained soil, the collapse of the space extracted a large amount of soil, causing the current ground to look half shorter than the surrounding area out of thin air.

In the end, Punk shot down a few harpies who had been flying in the air at the beginning and were now looking at the ruins originally called Black Claw Tribe with the kinetic cone one by one, and then carefully used the prophecy spell After confirming that there were no lucky survivors, he nodded in satisfaction:

It's done! It's a pity that I have to leave here quickly, otherwise I should get a lot of gains by searching this tribe...but now I can only give up.

Punk was not greedy to waste time for some money, he casually cleaned up the energy residues related to himself around him, and then left quickly without hesitation.

Possessing the shield of the Hetzi Tower magic box, Punk is sure that as long as he is not discovered on the spot, he will not be traced by any enemy. Those professionals who rushed to explore the secret of this emergency can only find nothing in the end. Confused.

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Speaking of which, this eyeball is really strange. Could it really be the body tissue of some legendary creature?

In the silent forest night, the punk sitting by the bonfire held his huge eyeballs and carefully looked at them. He wore a pair of silk gloves shining with golden light on his hands. The runes on the gloves inspired a special position to block the strange eyeballs. The strange atmosphere on the ground.

Master-level Alchemy Spell - Zelengold Gloves: Effectively defend against most of the master-level energy or physical chronic erosion, with a duration of 17 magic hours.

Under the protection of the alchemy spell, Punk pinched his lifeless eyeballs hard, feeling the smooth touch directly from the gloves, he couldn't help but think.

He can't be sure that this eyeball must be the eye of some kind of creature, because some mages may also make magic equipment into such strange shapes, and it is impossible to judge the identity of the strange eyeball, which means that punks cannot judge the original shape of the strange eyeball. It may be a piece of magic equipment used to charge and attack, or it may be the visual organ of a legendary monster.

But what's the matter with the weird fluctuation on the eyeball, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't have soul and life?

Punk is sure that the strange eyeball has no life and soul, and the reaction of the eyeball to energy is more like a stress mechanism, but it does not have some autonomous characteristics.

Punk has tried to inject various energies into the pupils of the eyeballs, including ether, elements, even life force and animal souls, and the vertical pupils of the eyeballs will not refuse anyone, and I will eat whatever comes, but it just won’t let you move.

That's right, no matter how much energy punk injects into the weird eyeballs, they no longer come alive as if they were in the hands of the harpy priestess, but calmly transformed all the energy into a larger volume, and then... …There's no after that.

It doesn't seem to be a problem of energy, does it require some kind of special energy?

Punk looked at the strange vertical pupils of the eyeballs and carefully thought about the traits of the harpies. He suddenly remembered the breath exchange that this eyeball had been undergoing before the death of the priestess. The evil aura on the demon warrior.

Especially when the vertical pupils of the strange eyeballs began to extract the soul of the priestess, the evil she erupted was no longer purely malicious, and it felt more like a very corrosive energy to punk. And the strange eyeball successfully released that half-legendary attack after devouring those substantial evil.

When the priestess died, what was her breath? Resentment, hatred, anger, despair, sadness... From this point of view, maybe negative emotions or energyized negative emotions are the key!

Punk finally came to a conclusion secretly!