Devin smirked evilly, suddenly broke the metal knife and fork in his hand, pounded the table with both hands, and screamed at Lynch, and the contents of his mouth spurted out with his screams: "I have suffered torture that should not have belonged to me because I have seen them!

Lynch leaned back slightly, trying to avoid the disgusting squirt splashing on him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that he doesn't want to stand up and hide, it's that he can't move at all.

No wonder this cunning monster agreed to let me grind for so long, it turns out that it was also arranging something.

Devon on the other side stood up, then jumped directly onto the solid table, and walked slowly towards Lynch from the other end, he stared at Lynch closely, his face was sometimes painful, sometimes angry, sometimes smiling, sometimes full of desire, just like a change of face, constantly changing.

"I guess if I kill you, the power in you will return to him. Lynch remained motionless and expressionless, his pure black eyes dripping, and he finally saw the almost transparent threads wrapped around him.

I actually deceived the warning of my talent. Lynch wondered, is it because the thread is not harmful to me, or because it is so powerful?

So the previous series of sneaky things was also used by this means? Lynch thought as he placed a dagger on the table, and appeared in his immobile left hand.

Flashing is also available. Lynch breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other Devon who was slowly walking towards him, continuing to wait for the Hidden Blade's fatal blow to be charged.

This charge is too slow, so it's as long as it can be delayed.

"You're such an anomaly. Devon, who was standing at the table, stopped and looked down at the black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of him, his face not having the fear that Devin had expected, which made it a little disappointed.

"I don't think I'm an outlier. Lynch looked straight ahead, which allowed him to only see Devon's knees now, "Why do you think I'm an outlier?"

Devin possessed and grabbed the sticky disgusting red soft meat directly from the plate with his hand, opened his mouth wide and stuffed it into his mouth, an action that should have been greatly enjoyed by him, but it was somewhat ruined by the faint feeling of a pinprick he felt.

He gulped it down, enjoying the delicious taste that was completely different from his usual dry food. He used to like to eat cooked, but now he finds it more to his taste: "Have you ever eaten this?"

"You mean what's on this plate?" Lynch watched as the blood not far from him dripped onto the table, dripping from Devon's hand and mouth, "I haven't eaten it." ”

"So how did you get to New Town?" Devin laughed, "You're such a good boy. ”

"Do you have to eat human flesh to come to the new city?" Lynch sensed the progress of the Hidden Blade as he continued to communicate with the madman standing at the table in front of him, stalling for time.

It's also too slow. Now you can take the time to kill the three big-eyed monsters that you used this Hidden Blade to kill before.

"You're saying the opposite. Devin said, crouching down and continuing to reach the plate in front of Lynch, who even saw a piece of fingernail slip down the middle of his hand.

"Only we possessed are treated. Devin said, "Who wouldn't occasionally improve their food while patrolling the outer ring, or raise a few man-made red spirit crystals from the waste that is no longer useful?"

"Red Spirit Crystal?"

Lynch remembered the few red hedron blocks he had found on the monster's corpse during his previous patrol, and suddenly remembered the culprit who caused the death of his cheap parents in this world.

"You're saying that there's a difference between natural and artificial?" Lynch looked at the blood stains dripping on the table, slowly expanding, and his tone remained unchanged, just asked slowly.

He remembered the German man who seemed to have the potential of a kind old man in the gathering place before. It turned out to be just two sides of the same personality.

"You're such a good boy. Negative Devon continued to stuff the meat into his mouth frantically, muttering indistinctly, and the other hand changed from its normal appearance to a meaty, extremely sharp blade, its head as if it was being pricked by a needle is constantly expanding, so that it is a little uneasy, but out of the extremely strong desire for sadism in its heart, it still keeps saying threatening words, of course, the extreme desire for food also makes it give up the idea of torturing first:" Sooner or later, you disgusting good babies, I will return to the City of Fire and torture you to death one by one...... That day won't be long......"

Finally the contents of Lynch's plate were eaten clean by him, and then he finally had time to look back at Lynch: "I'll chop your limbs clean first, Mr. Food Little, and then ......"

"And then?" the tasty little food that was supposed to be fixed in front of the table was gone, and his voice miraculously appeared behind him.

"And then what are you going to do to me?"

This Devon didn't have a so-called fear emotion, it just turned around angrily, and then he was about to swing his weapon at Lynch, cutting him in half, and then a lot of transparent, flexible and strong thin threads also erupted from the small hole in the palm of his other hand, rushing towards Lynch, trying to fix him again.

All the movements were only halfway done, and then they came to an abrupt end.

"Thank you for having so much to say, villain, fueled by all kinds of negativity. ”

Strange, just a stab.

Negative Devon finally knew where the pinprick that was making him uneasy was coming from.

Standing behind Devon, Lynch pulled out his Hidden Blade that was stuck in Devon's body, and then kicked his limp body to the ground with a fierce kick, watching the corpse evaporate at a rapid speed and quickly turn into a puddle of ashes.

Then there was a huge amount of experience points pouring into his body.

Lynch let out a long breath.

He actually had a lot of questions he wanted to ask before, which was a pity, because this guy's easily angry brain didn't give him much time to ask.

The question now is whether or not to go back to the old gathering point after killing this Devon.

Lynch wasn't sure what the principle of Devon's talent was, and he wasn't sure if the monster's emotional memory would return to the body where the original subject was after he killed the negative Devin here.

If that's the case...... Lynch narrowed his eyes and bent down to pick up the lantern that had been knocked over by Devon's previous actions.

Now in the small room here, because of Devon's death, the darkness that originally suppressed the light of the fire no longer suppresses the light, and the space is much brighter.

The hall was much brighter, and the corpses on the ground became even more disgusting because of this, and gradually began to volatilize faintly.

Let's go to the fourth floor first. Lynch thought and walked over to the place where Devon had been sitting, where there was a staircase leading to the fourth floor.