After teasing a few words of little Lori, Lynch returned to the dormitory in a happy mood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is now very deserted, and there are no children living here except for a few children who are also members of the Royal Guard.

Barney hasn't been back since he returned to the Outer Ring to pick up his family more than a month ago. Later, Lynch also inquired about this matter, and the children in the garrison seemed to have other arrangements and were no longer in the central area.

"Ah......h

Lynch lay down on the bed as if he had lost his strength, his body was almost dry, and he didn't bother to take off his clothes.

"Why does my head hurt...... Is it an overuse of power?" muttered to Lynch, who was lying on the bed, with his eyes closed.

Relatively speaking, the pain in the hand is not very severe.

Lynch raised his injured right hand and put it in front of his eyes, examining it carefully.

There was a long swollen mark on the back of his right hand that looked like it had been burned with a soldering iron. This little Lori has a lot of strength, Lynch snorted.

However, this level of injury will actually heal soon, and in the previous month's practice, Lynch and their possessed little fart children have suffered a lot, and small injuries such as swelling in a certain part of the body will occur almost every day.

Generally, you wake up the next day and you're in good shape.

Lynch lowered his hand slightly, and a great sense of sleepiness swept over him.

Originally, I wanted to look into the limitations of my ability to use things, but now it seems unlikely. Lynch thought helplessly.

Forget it, let's talk about it when we wake up.

After a while, the sound of gentle breathing sounded like nothing, and Lynch fell asleep.

The Imperial City in the central area, the sacrificial platform of the Eternal Flame.

Lyle stood on the edge of the sacrificial platform with a blank face, looking at the crowd of people who were kneeling beside the flames and returning. Some wore black robes, others red, and one of them was his grandfather's younger brother.

How many rounds of return rituals are this?

During this month's time, as a garrison, Lyle watched the fire bearers and the royal family walk with heavy steps, and some even showed their old and unbearable bodies, looking pathetic, and returned. Even one of the six elders stepped onto the altar the day after announcing the resumption of the return ceremony.

Lyle has seen many men who are ordinarily high, and when the flames are burning in them, they roll and wail here, and here they scream in pain, and they give up the half-spoken proverbs of praise of the flames, and they are full of ugliness.

Of course, the elder was an exception.

Only Jean Del laughed when the flames were lit and even got up and threw himself into the flames.

Lyle, who had good eyesight, could even see the old face of the elder's ugly grin, as he opened his shriveled mouth and shouted something - of course, his throat was almost burned clean and he couldn't spit out anything. Covered in flames, the once-revered elder threw out his arms like a madman.

The end result was simply to disappear into the flames, to be reduced to a pile of ashes in advance, and then to be spit out like garbage by the eternal flame in the center.

It's ridiculous.

Lyle shook his head, trying to sober himself up, he looked at the other three black-robed guards standing at the four corners of the altar, and their faces were numb, and some of them even had a faint disgust.

He was the only one of the four guards who was a member of the Imperial Family, and the other three were not even Flame Bearers.

This garbage. Lyle cursed the possessors in his heart.

In fact, almost all members of the royal family were very disgusted with the possessed, believing that those who survived such strange tests were nothing more than monsters in human skin, and had no reverence for the flames.

But...... I don't seem to be in a position to criticize the possessed now.

Lyle lowered his head, as a descendant of the flames, he no longer dared to look directly at the flames burning in the center of the altar, although this idea was a bit blasphemous, but now he felt that the flames in the middle of the altar were like a man-eating monster.

I don't know if it's because he's been here for too long, but not so long ago Lyle felt that something had been watching him, or rather watching him.

He had secretly opened his perception to sense everywhere, but he didn't gain anything, but this feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger after opening his perception this time.

This can be regarded as shooting yourself in the foot, I knew that I would not have applied to come here to stand guard in order to avoid going outside to participate in the development.

If I were one of those at the top of the power, I would not let the mischievous people come into contact with the flame so that they would lose their reverence for the flame, and I would have to have only a few people guard this place except for the returnees.

Wait, aren't there just a few guards now?

With his head down, Lyle looked at his toes, thinking wildly.

I'm not going to be a victim or anything like that, right? Anyway, I don't see a single Chief or Elder here since Del's return.

Screams rang out from not far away.

It's finally here, I don't know which one of these batches has insisted on for such a short time, and I can't help it, it won't be a red robe. Lyle thought helplessly, looking in the direction of the screams.

Yo, why is it a red robe again...... Isn't this my second grandfather?

At this time, Lyle's second grandfather burst into flames as if he had been poured oil on his whole body after the scream, and instead of squatting, he stood up, and moved his thin legs, slamming around like a headless fly.

He seemed to be a source of infection, and as long as he passed by, there were people who were squatting and sitting, and then they would also start to run around like this second grandfather, and they would also become one of the sources of infection.

It seems that the only person who can barely maintain his demeanor during the return ceremony is His Highness Ulduar.

Lyle sighed in his heart.

Compared to these returnees, Ulduar is indeed much stronger.

Although all the returnees were now running around the platform like headless flies, the four guards were still standing in place, unfazed.

The reason is also obvious, these people will always run back when they are a certain distance from the flames.

Their range of movement seems to be confined to a small circle, and no one will set foot in it.

No matter how miserable they screamed, whether they lost their minds or not, they would never set foot outside of this range.

It's also ridiculous.

Lyle, who had good eyesight, had carefully observed the expressions of these people, their faces under the cover of flames were twisted like monsters in the black mist, and the little consciousness left should only be to care about screaming, how could they still draw a dividing line for themselves.

That's weird, it's supposed to be the power of the flames controlling them, right?

Thinking of this, Lyle plucked up his courage to look at the location of the flames.

The flames on the corpses were almost burning, and they gathered around them, some trying to reach out and touch the flames before they were drained by the eternal flames in the center.

They will only be reduced to ashes when they are still some distance from the flames.

It seemed like only Elder Del had touched it, oh, and jumped into the dancing flames, but then he was reduced to a pile of ashes and spit out.

It's no different from the ashes that pile up next to the flames.

We'll have to clean it up then.

Del, who thought of this, pursed his lips.

But speaking of which, this should be the last batch to return recently, right?

If the flames have expanded far enough to open up, should the opening begin?