"Flame ......"

The pale, slender palm pressed against Harvey's head, and his voice was flat but cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Harvey fell to the ground, just looking at the other man's face, his eyes bulging out in shock and horror making him look like a salted fish who had lost his dreams.

"The consequences of chasing the flames will only turn you into a pitiful mass of ashes...... Do you know?" the naked young man was now dressed in a robe, and held a withered wooden staff in his hand, but now it had turned into a white rotten wooden staff. It was something he found nearby.

It's very comfortable to wear.

"You...... Are you ......" The young man grabbed his hand and burned with white flames, but it made Harvey's sweaty face frost, and he shivered while looking at the young man's face: "You...... How could it be here?"

"Oh?" the young man laughed, a curious expression appeared on his not-so-good-looking face, "Do you know me? Why don't you try to resist? I think you can beat me now." ”

It took him a lot of strength to cross this area before, and now he was powerless to resist this young man who had already lifted him high, not to mention that he didn't dare at all, although he didn't know where this fear from the soul came from, but a cold touch that seemed to come from the soul made him completely lose the courage to confront the other party.

Chalmer's majesty in the royal family is unimaginable, and he has influenced almost two generations of members of the royal family.

"You...... You're not dead yet......"

"Hmm......" The young man grabbed Harvey's face and held him high, the smile on his face gradually turned into a bloodthirsty look of longing, he grinned and looked at Harvey who was trembling, but his voice was still as hard as a cold wind, cruel: "I do seem to have died once, but I can't remember exactly what happened, it seems that you seem to know me, can you tell me, who am I?" ”

"You," Harvey felt the power in his body gradually slip away, and under the grasp of the young man, his body began to tremble like a swing, and his consciousness was constantly being dragged away from this body: "You...... You're—"

His head was scratched, but no blood gushed out.

All that was left was a shriveled body that had been completely frozen.

"I don't really want to know who I am. The pale man said this, looking at the corpse on the ground with a blank face, as if all the hideous appearances had not existed just now, but his face became more ruddy than before: "I only want to kill you all." ”

Then he took a deep breath.

"Waste. He said with a frown. Too many people have died on the way here.

He was now standing on the edge of the crater.

Even he couldn't get out of the center in absolute safety, but the place around the crater wasn't full of killings, there were always lucky guys who came here through the gaps, and he didn't mind taking a moment to wait if there were still people.

There's a lot of stuff in the city waiting for him to clean up.

He looked up at the dark and deep sky, where something should be watching over him.

......

The speed of the group was getting faster, and most of the unconscious flame bearers gradually woke up.

The composition of this team is actually uneven, there are only a few guys of the same age group as Lynch here, and there are no children and older personnel, and there are more middle-aged and young people here.

Now they were long out of the area where the flames had once enveloped, and the entire team was silent, except for the sound of footsteps accompanied by darkness and a thick black mist.

Again, there are no monsters coming out here to disturb the team's progress, and if there are, the two elders who are cruising in front and some other people with slightly higher abilities should be cleared out as scouts.

"I don't know how long I'm going to go. As if infected by this atmosphere, Kenwo, who couldn't help but speak again next to him, also lowered his voice very low, and quietly asked Lynch: "By the way, why don't you tell me the story of that Long Aotian again, I haven't finished it before." ”

I'll tell you a story about this atmosphere.

"How talented are you now?" Lynch asked.

"I now estimate that I will be able to awaken the third talent soon," Kenwo said this, his eyebrows fluttered: "The one you said 'thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor youth' is really reasonable!"

That's not how it works.

"Oh. Lynch responded.

It was the first time that Lynch had come to a place that had lost the protection of the flames, and you must know that the previous new city could be counted in the scope of the flame-shrouded area.

Lynch had been walking so long, and it should have been a plain area for the time being, and they had bypassed a river that still wouldn't allow the living to pass over it.

Aside from the river, there were hardly any other obstacles left in the empty plain that could be called obstacles, except for the occasional passing by ruins that were similar to the gathering places in the previously opened area, which should be the size of a small town when the black fog fell.

The team didn't stop because of these places, and Kenwall told Lynch that the Guards had gone out to explore them before, so there was no need to stop for them.

Lynch wanted to see what the town looked like, but he still had to follow the team, and he didn't even have a chance to try to rub the monsters here to gain experience.

"I'll go to the front for a while. Lynch thought for a moment, said to Kenwo beside him, and then said hello to Lily, who was still following his father, and sped to the front of the line.

At the front of the team, only Ying Lan led the way, and several other people were at the front of the team to ensure the safety of the team.

I don't know if this distance is useful.

The further up the line became, the more crowded it became, and Lynch could barely squeeze the people in front of him one by one.

Most people know him by now, and they also know that he has a good relationship with Luo Yu Yinglan, so no one will vent their frustration with Lynch in this situation.

“...... Lynch, am I not mistaken?" a voice said suddenly, and Lynch felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and turned his head to look at the guy he had just squeezed aside.

It's Bai Ze.

Even if Lynch has a bad impression, he will remember what he called the most talented successor of their class, his trademark white hair and disgusting smile almost unchanged. I didn't expect him to survive.

Lynch suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have a very good impression of the color white right now.