With a muffled sound, Lynch felt his hand cut into the monster's body like a sharp scalpel cutting into butter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He felt like he had his hand in hot lava.

It was enough to easily crush Lynch's entire head, and the big hand like a small umbrella stopped on top of Lynch's head and no longer fell.

Lynch looked up at the monster's head and saw that its red eyes were also looking at him.

But the red light dimmed.

It stared at Lynch, a crack opening in the place of its mouth, and red light seeping out of it.

And black blood.

When it drops on the ground, it burns on its own.

Lynch could faintly feel that the wound he had made on the monster was slowly healing, and the pressure on his left hand inserted into the monster was increasing—the frightened Lynch pulled out his hand with great difficulty, and stepped back to avoid the blood dripping from the black shadow's mouth.

"Boom-" The shadow made a harsh, unpleasant sound unlike before, as if it was about to say something, but it only spat out more blood, which dripped on the ground, burning incessantly and incessantly.

Lynch knew that his pseudo-hodorie should have disrupted some balance inside the body that the shadow was trying to maintain, like a dangerous barrel of dynamite, and Lynch lit the fuse.

Although he was a little frustrated that his ultimate move couldn't directly blow up this monster, but now he still cautiously continued to retreat slowly, distancing himself from the monster - if this black shadow really exploded, he might also be affected.

As the blood gathered more and more, the flames burning under the shadow's feet gradually surrounded it and began to spread over it, and at the same time, the dark flames began to gradually spit out from the shadow's mouth.

It coughed and spoke strange and uncomfortable syllables, and its mouth kept spitting out flames that seemed to freeze, and slowly, flames began to erupt from its entire body.

But its body remained in its previous position, motionless, allowing the flames to cover its body, and not struggling.

But Lynch felt like it was still staring at him.

Is it unwilling?

It was a weird spontaneous combustion. Lynch stared at the scene in front of him in amazement, watching the monster's originally hard and terrifying body slowly turn into ashes in the flames like a stone sculpture.

The once vast and magnificent palace began to shrink, the rows of red candles began to blur, accompanied by countless miserable wails from nowhere, with the black smoke billowing like smoke rolling into Lynch's body, accompanied by the sound of breaking, bells, whispers, footsteps, and finally it became a small room.

"The flames are gone," Luo Yu, who was walking a little forward, suddenly stopped, and his tone was a little uncertain: "Ying Lan—"

"Huh?" Ying Lan was a little confused by the reaction of the girl in front of her, she simply bumped into the girl's back, stopped and looked at Luo Yu with concern: "What disappeared?"

"The fire I had attached to that monster is gone. ”

"Oh-" Ying Lan's gaze passed over the girl in front of her, looking ahead, and Lynch's house not far away was clearly visible: "What does that mean?"

"It got rid of the flames, or died. Luo Yu's tone returned to calm.

The girl took a new stride, and walked faster than before.

"It's dead. ”

Luo Yu repeated lightly.

Lynch stood in the cabin, his mind dazed by the sounds and the thick black smoke, and he leaned against the low table beside him, which was the only decoration in the room, and oh no, there was a small candle on the table that glowed red.

This is the only source of light in this dark cabin.

A puddle of ash was piled up not far from Lynch.

It's hard to imagine that this little puddle of ash could have been a monster more than three meters tall, as it looked no more than any other humanoid monster that had been reduced to ashes.

Or rather, they're all basically the same.

Lynch came to his senses, stared at the ashes not far from him, and walked slowly to its side.

Of course, he didn't have any thoughts of mourning, and the boy who had been haunted for so long wished that these monsters would die more miserably - Lynch only subconsciously thought that there might be something in this pile of ashes.

Sure enough, the moment Lynch reached into the ashes, he felt a hard card from inside.

"This monster?" Lynch thought a little incredulous, he pulled out the card and looked at it in the faint light.

This is also a foil card, and it is very well made.

However, it wasn't this that surprised Lynch, but what was depicted on the card's delicate graphics.

A pair of monstrous horns, a terrifying face that looked very vicious in itself, a tall body, a body full of scales, evil and disgusting fleshy wings on its back, and a pair of sheep's hooves.

"Tormented demons?" Lynch slowly read the name of the monster on the card.

Only then did he notice that the black smoke rising from the demon's feet was surrounding the demon, and slowly extending upwards - its ugly face was full of hideousness and pain, and it tilted its head and opened its mouth wide as if it were roaring.

"Ground tier card again, why is the demon a tier card?" Lynch was a little confused, but still put the card in his pocket.

The card's stats are mediocre, but because Lynch had never seen it before, and because it was a foil card, it was more collectible.

"Looks like I've picked up a demon. Lynch stood up, let out a long sigh, and walked towards the only door in the room.

Lynch opened the wooden door and looked at the scene outside the door, breathing a sigh of relief.

He stepped out of the hut and returned to his room.

Lynch collapsed on his bed in one breath, and only then did he realize that he was so tired.

A pale hand reached out from the dark cabin over there and closed the door that Lynch had forgotten to close.

Lynch didn't make any action or reaction, because he knew that the monster that had been pestering him and its space were now irrelevant to him.

At least that's how it seems for now.

The beacon vanished, and he had received a large sum of money, which was sitting quietly in the star chart, waiting to be reviewed by himself.

Lynch is not in a hurry, now he just wants to get a good night's sleep.

However, it is better to change your clothes and drink some water before going to bed.

Lynch struggled to get up, walked to the door, and opened the door that had returned to normal.

He walked down the hall and was about to get some water, when he bumped into the girls who were also opening the door.

Luo Yu looked at Lynch, whose clothes were tattered and looked a little embarrassed and tired, although the expression on his face was calm, his eyes seemed to be shining.

Ying Lan on the side was still smiling.

"That ......" Lynch scratched his head, looked at the two beautiful girls standing at the door as bright as flowers, and subconsciously began to pretend: "Do you want to play cards? ”