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But this time he slept very deeply, very soundly, although the outside world was no longer a soft bed, a delicious maid, but if he could sleep so peacefully, it would not be a bad thing to stay in some damp and unventilated cave all the time, sleeping on a cold and hard stone slab.

Leslie has always adhered to strict living habits, although he has now become an ability, he is not too weak in talent, he hardly needs much sleep, but under the strict requirements of his grandfather and Chalmer, he has always maintained the habit of sleeping for a long time.

This made him a veritable burden to his squad, but no one dared to complain about it, and no one dared to make any noise while he slept.

It's time to wake up.

The leader, with his eyes closed, woke up from the boundless darkness of his dream and slowly opened his eyes. It wasn't the clothes handed over to him that were waiting for him, and there was no Harvey who stepped forward to ask for warmth.

Leslie was terrified, and suddenly got up from the paved clean floor, and didn't even bother to take care of his messy long hair first, he kept rolling and crawling, completely depriving himself of the dignity of being a leader, His Royal Highness.

This is the center of the Imperial City, the high platform of flames.

The flames that had burned like flowers had now completely condensed into a huge fireball that slowly suspended in mid-air like the sun, and the terrifying indescribable fluctuations spread from the fireball outward in a regular manner, each fluctuation was accompanied by a call that only Leslie could hear.

This huge and terrifying red fireball slowly swirled in midair, but without the warm feeling that Lynch had when he first saw it, it now felt like an extremely restrained fireball, converging all its energy into its body, but it was terrifying that it would explode at any moment.

The redhead in a state of extreme fear didn't even have time to think about why he had returned from the outer ring area away from the Imperial City in just one break, but he still had two legs that he couldn't move because of fear.

He tried his best to use his hands and feet, running away from the platform, even forgetting that he still had talent to use.

But before he could run far, his throat slowly floated up from the ground as if it had been choked.

Leslie struggled in terror, her hair burning as if it were on fire, but it quickly went out.

"Why do I ...... ability" Leslie struggled, his hands desperately clutching the invisible power at his throat, unable to speak, he kicked his legs weakly, gradually rising, slowly reaching a height level with the large fireball in the center of the platform, and then he finally saw the scene under the platform:

There are six people below. They stood scattered, dressed in the uniform black robes of the Night's Watch and hooded, and raised their heads in silence, revealing pale, expressionless faces, looking at Leslie.

Leslie struggled even harder.

Led below was Chalmer, along with the five elders.

"A little sudden......" Chalmo stretched out his palm, and a pale flame burst out from his palm, and then gradually coalesced into a pale worm, writhing in the palm of his hand. He looked at Leslie, who still didn't give up struggling in the air, and slowly approached the flames: "Are you sure this is the best bloodline?"

He whispered, more like he was talking to himself.

The elders around them stood silently, just like the ones Les had seen guarding the flames before, just like Lyle.

......

There is almost only a thin layer of black colloids left on the ground, and in some places the same black surface has even been revealed.

Standing on the ground without black liquid, Lynch had almost given up on Billy's vigilance, and he nervously cast his gaze on the liquid monster that was already extremely large as he endured the sharp pain in his body.

Lin Qi even felt that it was half as tall as the city wall. Countless asphalt-like liquids boiled over its body, converging towards its body, and countless more liquids fell from its body, and so on.

Lynch was almost certain that the monster was already extremely conspicuous, and that it should have been much taller than the houses in the neighborhood, but it barely gave Lynch much of a dangerous feeling.

The monster had been just focusing on getting bigger, and didn't bother at all with the two little ants waking it up.

Such a monster is really interesting, and since its body is teardrop-shaped, it leaves a lot of room for the two of them to maneuver around.

"Ahem......"

Billy's face was now completely covered with cuticle-like stuff, and even his eyes were clogged up, leaving only two slits left, and he had been standing in place, his feet as if they had taken root, standing in the boiling black viscous liquid, one hand over his hat, the other bent into a twisted shape.

"Hasn't this guy ever heard of boiled frogs in warm water......" Lynch leaned against the wall, feeling much better now that there was no black juice around him, and he didn't feel like Billy was suffering from radiation at all.

If that's the case, then I can keep the ultimate for now. Lynch looked at Billy, who was still standing still as if he was in a daze, although he didn't understand what the other party was doing, whether he was possessed and suddenly dropped the chain at this time, but he would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

As long as this guy in the hat is dead, he can continue to run away with confidence, and although this monster here does not give Lynch any threatening feeling, it is not a good thing to stay here all the time.

Thinking like this, Lynch first cautiously looked at the monster that was still making himself bigger, and then removed the throwing gun from his hand, and the squeaky electric light began to condense in his hand.

Billy remained motionless.

Lynch's squeaky ball of lightning still didn't cause any reaction from the monster, instead it moved the red dot that looked like an eye in the center of its body upwards, eventually to the very top of its body, and then changed direction and looked somewhere in the distance.

The lightning ball in Lynch's hand had finally been accumulated, and his hand holding the lightning ball trembled like a chicken claw, looking very laborious. A light that wasn't dazzling came out of his palm, and it didn't look very powerful. Due to his current weakness, there was no way to control the lightning ball with the maximum power, and if he lost control, he might be killed.

Lynch threw the lightning bolt at Billy, who was still motionless.

The guy on the other side seemed to finally have a reaction, his already wrinkled and cuticle face twitched slightly, and then tried to take a step.

Poof! Billy slammed into the street, and then the lightning bolt thrown by Lynch buried him. However, the hat he was wearing on his head flew far away, and it seemed that he was unharmed.

Run when you're done!

Lynch summoned the longsword in his hand, and without looking at Billy's position, he began to run in the direction he had come from with the physical bonus provided by the sword.