Dark Night rubbed his eyes and took out his pocket watch to look at it.

The pocket watch flashed faintly with a faint golden light, and the sound of "ticking and ticking" could be heard from time to time, and the original cold metal shell had been warmed by body temperature, and it felt a little strange warm in the hand.

He took only one look at it and put the pocket watch back and turned his head to look around the corner.

He leaned against the cave wall, his face pale, his eyes closed, and he looked unconscious.

Dark Night scratched at her hair, feeling like things were getting trickier.

Originally, he just wanted to hypnotize the elves to take him out of Grace Star, but who knew that the goods he found were completely immune to his hypnosis. Not only did the hypnosis not succeed, but it also stunned people.

But it's so strange, the current Grace Star is the territory of the Fallen Demon Organization, and this person has such a strong aura of light attributes, how can he hang around here?

Dark Night couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the heart to think about it again. He sighed, reached out and touched the back of his neck, and when he withdrew his hand again, there was a little blood on it.

His situation can be described as terrible. Not only was his head almost cut off with a knife, but he also suffered serious internal injuries. Although he still looks alive now, if he meets someone and fights, he will die every minute.

"Ahem. The dead seemed to cough, and his voice was weak. Dark Night was shocked, and hurriedly went over to probe the snort of the deceased.

He jerked his hand back.

This man is not breathing at all! But his chest is still heaving, how can he not breathe?

"What are you doing?"

The dead grabbed the wrist of the dark night, and his tone was cold, and the orange pupils emitted a strange light in this slightly gloomy cave.

Dark Night tried to struggle for a while, and unexpectedly found that the strength of the past life was so great that he couldn't break free at all.

"Who are you?" Afterlife continued, grabbing his wrist a little harder.

Dark Night stared into his eyes, and with his other hand, he quickly took out the pocket watch from the inner pocket of his trench coat and opened it with a "click".

"Let go. The dark night said coldly, and the "ticking" sound of the pocket watch stopped abruptly, and a piercing sound came from inside.

He was stunned, the strength in his hand loosened, and the dark night took the opportunity to break free from his grip.