"Human, are you calling me?" Icardlet asked aloud, spreading her wings made entirely of flames, stranded above the crater magma.

Although it was not spoken in any known language, everyone present understood the meaning of it.

Craig forcibly propped up his almost extreme body, and panted in response, "That's right! I've already offered a sacrifice, please give us the key to leave." ”

"Sacrifice?hahahaha!Do you think that the fool you pushed into the lava just now deserves to be called a sacrifice?no!Human! The real sacrifice is not a despicable sneak attack and murder!but to bring out all the physical and mental potential of a person!Sacrifice a battle beyond the limits as a warrior!Please me with the brightest light of your soul!" Icarlet laughed and said the rules of sacrifice.

"You...... You mean we have to fight each other now to get the key to leave?" Mansha subconsciously licked her chapped lips, her face full of shock and fear.

"That's right! only those who pass the test are qualified to leave!" Icarlet nodded slightly. "Remember! This is not a battle in the ordinary sense of the word, it is to go beyond your own limits, to abandon your fears in the heat of battle, to overcome death, and finally to gain my approval. Plus, there's exactly six of you left, so let's pick your own opponent and begin. ”

With the last word falling!

The six remaining survivors quickly distanced themselves from each other, glaring warily at each of their companions.

Especially the old professor who pushed the bald man off the magma was stared at by the other four people with a malicious gaze, and if nothing else, he would definitely be the first to die in a while.

On the one hand, Craig's sudden sneak attack just now had already given everyone an excuse to kill him. After all, killing a murderer can only be regarded as self-defense at best, which is completely different from the burden of killing an innocent person.

On the other hand, as an old man in his seventies, his physical strength has reached the limit, and compared to the young and strong men and women present, the old man who only has half a breath left is obviously a better target to solve.

Just when most people were hesitant to strike first, the white man in his thirties finally couldn't help it, and was the first to jump out and charge at the old professor's position.

Without too many fancy movements, he directly wheeled a kitchen knife he had taken in the kitchen of the restaurant and stabbed the other party in the chest.

Craigming was visibly exhausted to the point where he couldn't dodge at all, only to watch as the blade thrust into his chest!

Blinding blood suddenly gushed out like a spring!

Due to the very high surrounding environment, the blood flowed faster than usual, and it dried up before it came out, leaving a large black-brown blood stain on the rock in the blink of an eye.

"I've won! I've won! I've won the key! I'm going to get out of this damn place!" the white man yelled as he threw away the kitchen knife in his hand.

But before he could rejoice for a few seconds, a scorching flame suddenly erupted from under his feet, instantly burning the whole person to ashes.

Staring at the black lumpy carbide, Icardet said in an unhurried tone, "I'm sorry, your sacrifice failed. As I mentioned earlier, this is not a battle in the ordinary sense of the word, but a battle to abandon fear, overcome death, and go beyond the limits of oneself, and if I fail to meet the standard, then I will use the essence of the flame to extract my filthy soul. ”

"Fack! It's easy for you to say! Fear is a strong emotion that comes from the heart of a person! How can it be said that if you abandon it, you will abandon it!" another young man in his twenties could not help but burst out.

Like all guys who collapse in desperate circumstances, after he can't see the hope of life, he simply scolds, and he will die in the end anyway.

However, when Icardet heard this, he didn't seem to be particularly angry, and still explained calmly: "You are right, fear is a strong emotion that comes from the heart, especially in the face of death, fear will be infinitely magnified, and only those who truly transcend themselves can abandon it in a short time." I love the sublimation of the soul when man overcomes himself, and I firmly believe that it is the most beautiful condition in the world, so I set the standard for this sacrifice. If you don't want to make a sacrifice, I don't force it, you can turn around and leave, but don't try to get the key to leave from me. ”

"But I didn't come of my own free will! it was the book! the damn old book had forcibly teleported all of us here!" the young man argued loudly.

Finding that the powerful spirit in front of him was not as fierce and cruel as he imagined, and it was also very reasonable, his subconscious desire to survive suddenly boiled, trying to persuade the other party to let him go with a mouth.

"I'm sorry, human, that book wasn't written by me, but by an interesting human more than fifteen hundred years ago, who wanted to use this sacrifice in exchange for the power of the flame in order to help his country defeat its enemies. But a contract is a contract, and when you pronounce the first letter of the first page of the book, the contract is activated, and no one can change it, not even me......"

Taking advantage of Ikalet's conversation with the youth, Mansha hurriedly picked up the ancient book that had fallen on the ground and flipped through it quickly, desperately trying to find a solution to the current crisis.

But when she was flipping through the book, she suddenly found that a crumpled note had been added to the book, and it had not been burned at all due to the ultra-high ambient temperature.

Suddenly, she remembered what she had said not long ago, that ancient books are protected by magical powers, so even if they are thrown into the fire, they will still not be lit.

In the same way, is this note with a phone number in a hurry also protected by magical powers?

For a while, Zhang Cheng's meaningful words kept echoing in the girl's mind, and finally she opened the mobile phone of the driver who had already overheated with the attitude of giving it a try, and dialed the number above as quickly as possible.

Even though I couldn't even receive a signal, I couldn't believe that the phone was dialed!

A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone: "Oh my God! Don't say anything, don't hang up the hold signal, I'll be there in a minute. ”

"What do you mean!Do you know where I am?" Mantha said incoherently with excitement.

Next Second......

Bang! Bang!

With a piercing sound, the black fog that shrouded the sky was suddenly torn apart by a huge force!

Immediately after everyone saw it, a black opening appeared out of thin air, and out of it came an Asian man in a casual suit and holding a black cane. He was none other than Zhang Cheng, who had been waiting for most of the night without closing his eyes......

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