Netheril’s Brilliance

"............ Formal breath............ Is it so omnipotent? She really dare to blow! She really is another **** stick who uses brainwashing to maintain rule!"!

Punk carefully felt the feather that the harpy took out and understood that the "omnipotent priestess" that this guy had been boasting just now was just an official-level creature, even if it was solidified on this feather. The power and power of the man can be faked, and the soul imprint engraved on the bottom of the feather cannot be faked either.

　　 Out of caution, punk sensed the thought fluctuations of the harpy again, and finally determined that this not very smart banshee had not lied.

　　 "Well, the brainwashing rule can indeed concentrate power in a short time, but in the long run it will be completely dead. When will these magical creatures learn how to understand this truth?"

　　Punk shook his head expressionlessly.

　　 After hearing the description of the Harpy, punk knew that he had encountered a magical biome that relied on brainwashing to strengthen its rule.

　　 In fact, in the entire multiverse, there are many such communities, and even some human rulers on remote planes often deify themselves.

　　 These ignorant rulers, either out of ignorance or selfishness, would brainwash their people from childhood, killing the wise and those who are really useful, and let the foolish people believe that the ruler of their tribe is the omnipotent true god.

　　 With their long lifespan and great power, these rulers can indeed use their own "supremacy" to cover the sky in the tribe in a short time, but in the long run, this behavior is brewing disaster and tragedy.

　　The reason is very simple. Even if the ruler knows in his heart, the clansmen who are brainwashed by him will become fanatical and even arrogant. Soon these arrogant clansmen will have many thoughts of death, such as:

　　 "I met a legendary powerhouse.........the one who robbed him, what are we afraid of, our boss is omnipotent.

　　 Encountered a kingdom of God............ Burning him, our boss is invincible, all legends and gods are scum".

　　 Believe me, these magical creatures that weren't good at brains will definitely go out to provoke trouble after being backed by an "omnipotent" boss.

　　 However, there are so many dangers in this world. Even the great gods and the powerful Yaori archmage have to be cautious, like walking on thin ice, a group of magical creatures who do not live or die dare to die everywhere, do you think this tribe is far from death?

　　 There is no need for other lessons, now there is an example before us.

When a kind of extreme trust rises to the level of faith, reason will not continue to exist. At this time, the poor harpy who is still pretending to be in front of punk does not know that she has obtained it in punk's heart. The epic title of the "Pit Boss Master"...This scam didn't hesitate to take a master-level spellcaster who had misconducted to his home. If the "Priestess" knew about it, he was afraid to spit out two. Ascension comes.

The punk thought jokingly, and then quietly released a trainee-level "hemostasis" on the severed wings of the harpy. This is a "loyal" "guide", he doesn't want to be a guide. I died on the road due to excessive blood loss.

　　 "Then it should not be too late, Miss Harpy, let's hurry up and get on the road. I also want to visit your home. Well, I really want it, I can't wait to think about it"!

　　Punk put on an awkward smile and said to the joyful harpy.

　　 "Of course, don't worry, we can be there before dark, and you can taste the fruit wine brewed at home by then"!

　　 Harpy did not see clearly the weird expression of punk under the hood, she stood up happily, ignored the pain of the wound and walked towards the dense forest.

　　 "Hurry up, we still have time to catch up with dinner"!

　　 "As you wish, "kind" lady"

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　　The harpy community is indeed not far away. Punk followed the injured harpy through the dense forest with twists and turns for an afternoon before reaching the border of the tribe.

　　 At this time, the sky had actually just arrived in the evening, and a hint of red glow from the sky shone on a wooden stake on the border of the camp, and the shining light made half of the bone next to the stake blood red.

Along the way, punk also looked sideways, and got a lot of information when he had nothing to talk about. This was because punk was really not good at small talk. Otherwise, punk believed that a thief with a little emotional intelligence would be able to get more out of him. After all, this harpy has no vigilance or defense at all.

Through the conspicuous description of the Harpy, the punk learned that their tribe was called "Black Claw", a small tribe established no more than two hundred years ago, and was "reckless, savage and dirty Filthy, stupid and stupid (all descriptions of the harpy orcs rushed here. At that time, the entire harpy tribe suffered heavy losses, ran out of ammunition and food, almost to the point where it was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, a priestess of their tribe who was "extremely great, omnipotent, sacred and beautiful, and supreme (this guy is fairly standard for the pronunciation of these words) was recognized by her ancestors in a "chosen cave", Then got the supreme power of "omnipotent".

Relying on this "omnipotent" power, the priestess of the Harpy has the ability to "bless". The tribesmen who have been blessed by the priestess can explode terrible potential, and the blessed weapon can even be injured. The beast went crazy.

　　 When the punk asked to look at the "blessed" weapon, the harpy lost and said that he was not qualified to be "blessed".

　　 After understanding this information, punk guessed something interesting:

"This so-called "blessing" Eight Achievements refers to this haunting and strange aura. If these "evil" auras invade the soul of the beast~www.wuxiaspot.com~ then it can indeed make the already violent beast go crazy, so It seems............The crux of the problem lies with the priestess. Maybe it is because of what she got in the cave that this weird aura was created."

　　Punk followed behind the Harpy while being vigilant about the surrounding environment while thinking about the next course of action.

"This harpy community is not too far away from the city. Although these low-level banshees have no brains, the priestess should not be an ignorant person. I better hide my breath and scare the guy away. It's in trouble".

　　Punk quietly released a spell while thinking like this.

　　 "Master-level incantation spells—Wine's breath concealment technique"! : Hide the soul breath of a creature below the legend, disguise as the soul level of the trainee level, lasting twenty-four hours!

　　 "It's almost there now, I really don't know if the priestess will cry out when she sees a master mage suddenly appearing in front of her."

　　Punk stared at your tattered banner not far away, thinking with evil fun. )!!