Seeing as the boy held the hilt of the sword in both hands, he pressed it with the weight of his body, and plunged the broken sword into Lazar's body again.

Caesar's mouth said coldly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, but I'm tired of hearing it." With that, Caesar pulled the broken sword out of the stranger's body again, and blood gushed out, staining Caesar's predecessor even more bloody and red.

And then, as death befell Lazar, the stranger actually started from the scalp, and the flesh of his whole body melted into foul-smelling pus little by little, and the braids on his head were scattered and melted with the flesh, and the two pure black eyes also melted into ......

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