"Death is indeed a way to save, Aiden. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Devin looked at Aiden, who was nailed to the wall by his long sword, and the black carapace on his body was already full of cracks, and shook his head with a sigh: "Here, for them, death is definitely a perfect way to escape, why don't you understand." ”

Aiden is already dying, and his ability to live is already due to his excellent talent, not to mention replying with his voice, now it has no way to vent all kinds of emotions in his heart like humans.

Once the carapace covering it shatters, its life will surely come to an end.

Devin is also very embarrassed, it stands to reason that if it was him in his heyday, it wouldn't take much effort to clean up this Aiden, but it's not just the cost of the restriction of this talent, when his evil body returned, Devin permanently lost part of his strength, and even he killed all the remaining living monsters here through his other talent before, and used them to replenish it without replenishing it.

"Although you are crazy," Devon said, frowning again and looking down at the tattered clothes that he had just heard from the battle, "For the sake of helping me a lot before you, I will not just take your life right away." You can spend this last little time reflecting on what you did in your life - if you did something wrong. Ha ha. ”

With that, Devin walked out of the hall where he had once lived.

The room was in tatters from a previous battle, the walls were full of holes, the large table had been shattered, and the rocking chair, most of the lights that provided the light and dispelled the black fog had been largely destroyed, leaving the room dark and gloomy. Even the staircase leading to the second floor here was blocked by the collapse. Aiden was pinned to the side, motionless, and the original flame on the sword had been extinguished.

It hadn't died yet only because it had the only vengeance against Devon that was keeping it up. But it won't last long.

After all, it can only hang here now, and it can't do anything.

Devon, who had already changed into his new clothes, did not come back to see Aiden's situation, he planned to leave here directly, and then find a way to go straight out of the city. Inheriting the memory of his evil body, he is deeply aware of the power of the monster lurking in this new city, and although the other party is not acting now, he does not intend to put his life on what others think.

Devon glanced back at the broken door and Aiden, who was still motionless in the darkness inside, sneered, and walked through the hallway to the hall.

Then he stopped in the hall.

The door to the gathering place was opened, and although all the doors on both sides of the first hallway were open, this did not block Devon's view, and he squinted his eyes at the figure standing in the doorway, not saying a word.

"Devon! what a surprise! I didn't expect it to be you," the figure said, walking into the building, he didn't stop, he looked at the open doors on both sides as if sightseeing, and walked towards Devin with a sigh of relief, "It seems that you have used up the poor worms you have raised through your talents? ”

Devin is more of an accident.

"I remember that you left the new city before," he said in a low voice, looking at the white-haired young man who had kept some distance from him, "Why did you come back?

The white-haired young man smiled, looked past Devon, and then looked behind him before replying, "I'm just coming back, looking for someone." ”

Devon certainly wouldn't believe this nonsense, and even if he had escaped before the city had changed, he couldn't have returned to the city just for a ridiculous reason like "finding someone".

If you are looking for someone, you can find someone, he has no actual conflict with this guy now, and although the other party has one less talent than him, his strange ability makes this white-haired young man not easy to mess with - the white-haired young man has never told anyone his real name, but he still has a few names, such as Moore, Mezzie, and so on.

"If you're looking for someone, Moore," Devon said in a low voice, "I might be able to help you, but in exchange I need a way for you to get out of here." ”

"I do need your help, if you haven't used your powers to eat him. The white-haired young man nodded: "But about leaving here - I advise you to die this heart, I also used my talent to leave here at the beginning, not to mention that now, Igor's natural ability to stay by the city wall has become even more bizarre, and even I can't go out again." ”

Devin took a deep breath, suppressing the urge in his heart to pop the white-haired young man's head: "How long have you been here?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say," the white-haired young man snapped his fingers, "I came in shortly after a young man named Lynch came here, and he was the one I'm looking for, and although I didn't help you much, I hope you can tell me where he is." ”

"He's in the tower where you've probably lived before. Devon said, and walked directly past the white-haired youth, out of some kind of malice, he did not intend to tell the white-haired youth about the current situation in the city, and planned to go to the city wall himself to think of a way.

"Wait," the white-haired young man said, "I still have to make sure if you're lying to me." ”

Devon suddenly turned around, his gloomy face full of murderous intent: "How do you want to be sure?"

"Calm down, friend, it's only been a while, how did you become so irritable. The white-haired young man looked at the furious Devon, and there was no fear in his heart.

With his natural ability, it can be seen that the current Devin is on the verge of losing control for some reason, as long as he teases a little, his possession may get out of control, and then he can take this opportunity to use his talent to occupy Devin...... But he only had one spot left, and Lynch's peculiarity was in some ways a lot more alluring than the obvious ceiling.

I can't conflict with him...... Devin shouted frantically in his heart, telling himself that now he couldn't have any conflict with this strangely capable white-haired young man because he had just done something with Aiden, but he would never tolerate anyone doing anything more on his body.

"You should know...... I can only absorb possession, or use the monster to imprison with talent," Devin suppressed his anger—he didn't even think about why he was so irritable, "Lynch's possession is well controlled, and I certainly can't do anything about him." ”

"That's right," the white-haired young man nodded, and it seemed that he had actually listened to Devon's words like this, which made him a little incredulous: "Then I won't waste time with you here, you really don't have the smell of Lynch on your body." We may see you again. ”

Then he left again. Only a small back was left for Devon.

"Lynch's possession is well controlled? It seems that this idiot who has started to get stupid really doesn't know much about this Lynch. As he made his way to his new destination, Mike thought to himself, "Is Lynch a possessor?"