After killing several beasts one after another, Zhao Kun was frustrated to find that his good fortune had come to an end.

The monsters stopped, and only one figure staggered forward. It was thinner and more eternal than the other beasts, and wore a robe the color of congealed blood. Its face was as distorted and green as the other monsters, but this guy's eyes flashed with evil savage intelligence.

The most important thing is that its body is flashing with a magical aura, which Zhao Kun can feel.

The robed beast shouted an indeterminate voice that pierced the eardrums, and some kind of green flame began to burn in its hands.

"It's too far away!" Zhao Kun thought bitterly. No matter how good his skills were, he couldn't get close to them before they finished casting, and he was sure of that.

But......

It's better to do something than not to do it well! With this mood, Zhao Kun launched a charge towards the other party.

As soon as he took a few steps, the flames on the beast's hands were extinguished, and Zhao Kun was forced to stop moving. Because the dark green flames suddenly burned on him.

The flames gradually grew larger, and Zhao Kun's body suddenly felt extremely burned. The man screamed in pain, and the screams echoed through the open area. The look on his face was only pain, excruciating pain.

"This pain...... It's unbearable! The flames on his body became more and more intense, and Zhao Kun fell to the ground and struggled. However, then, like the lightning at the beginning of the spell, the flames were extinguished.

The caster let out a cry of surprise, and the two beasts to its right suddenly let out a strange cry and burst into flames. All this happened so suddenly, everyone present was stunned, except for Zhao Kun, who was burned.

The Faceless Man collapsed in the sand, struggling to his knees, his hands braced on his body, gasping for breath in pain.

And just as the caster was about to turn to the two unlucky ones, the other two brutes beside him also burst into flames like dry wood. The beasts screamed and struggled, and finally fell to the ground in despair and turned to charred black.

A man in a black robe was behind Zhao Kun, emitting a magical light all over his body, covering up the glow emitted by the burning carriages and corpses around him, and everything that was bright was eclipsed around him. He looked very relaxed and happy, smiling at the panicked monsters, a primitive, cruel smile.

A beast let out a defiant roar, and the Mystic Man simply waved his hand to silence it. An unseen force slammed into its face, and with a tearing pop, the monster fell to the sand, its head flying backwards a few meters before hitting the ground.

The remaining beasts flinched and took a step back, and the caster trembled.

"I know you, human," it said timidly in its stammering human language, "you—you're the ......"

Before it could finish it, it screamed, and the mysterious magical power ignited it, and it screamed until its lungs collapsed completely, and the charred corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

"Are you alright? Earl? The mysterious man walked towards Zhao Kun and asked.

Although Zhao Kun couldn't find any traces of burning on his body, he felt unthinkably weak, and with the pain left by the previous burning, he asked hoarsely, "Are you......?" Who? ”

"I am—" The mysterious man lifted his hood, Zhao Kun's eyes widened, and a name in Bolt's memory came to mind, but before he could say the name, he was already unconscious.

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Soft hands gently touched his face, and the fragrance of lilies and other flowers wafted over his nostrils.

Zhao Kun's body moved, and he finally woke up from his coma. I don't feel that sharp pain anymore, but the feeling of weakness is unbearable.

- Even though the energy in his body had returned to normal, the feeling of weakness still could not dissipate.

In fact, the moment he was lit by that green flame, he knew that it was the life force that burned in the vicious flames! It was hard for him not to feel weak after being ignited by that kind of thing, after all, at least ten years of life had passed in vain.

If he weren't a faceless being who wouldn't die a natural death, he would be useless. Twenty years of living in the twenty-first century, ten years of five generations, sixteen years of Manchu Qing life, and another ten years of deducted here...... Fifty knows the destiny of heaven and sixty ears are obedient, does he know the destiny of heaven or ears are obedient?

But even so, the experience of being ignited by the group of green skins still haunted him. When he first arrived in your land, he was almost scorched, and if he had the chance, he would kill them!

But first...... He needs to improve his quality.

In this world, Zhao Kun can't be sure that the world in Bolt's memory is the one in his memory. But whether they are or not, they must be in the same world.

――The world in the world domain is actually the same world in a way, but the timeline is different. Taking the difference of the earth as an example, it may be that the republic on the earth is the only one in this world; Earth King Mang of the other world has just successfully killed Liu Xiu; The latter one is the world's first in the world of Daming science and technology on the earth, which launched the First World War; The other is that the Soviets are punishing the world......

Although the so-called plot he knows may not be played out in this world, there are indeed many powerful beings in this world.

Now the world line is unknown, and all he knows is a product that a certain designer on Earth occasionally touches on brainwaves, and does not represent the real world. Plus Igronack, the god of filth and betrayal, used to be here...... God knows where the world will go. There is probably only one thing Zhao Kun can do, enhance his strength, at all costs.

The man opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a large soft bed, with a smooth and soft mattress that gave him a very comfortable feeling. There were three more people standing beside him, and all of them were women. All three were human, young and beautiful, dressed in luxurious and seductive robes.

One of them was holding a basin of water, another was holding a towel, and the last one was wiping him with a warm towel.

"The Earl is awake!" A sharp-eyed maid shouted, "The Earl has woken up—"

"How long have I been unconscious?" Zhao Kun, who had calmed down with his extraordinary strength and the residue of Bolt had already settled, easily called out the maid's name, "Katie, how long have I been unconscious?" ”

"It's been a month, sir."