The cold and sharp thing in his head stood there so suddenly, blocking his thinking and preventing him from approaching the only answer.

What to say is bad.

At this moment, only such a ridiculous thought arose in his mind.

"I...I..."

It's indeed dead, but I have no malice?

He tried hard to say two syllables, but was not sure if that was what he wanted to say.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a sound, a hole was poked on his neck. Now the whole throat was leaking, but he could no longer say it.

"What are you?" Dorn pulled out his dagger and slashed Cam's face again, then raised his hand and swung him to the ground, shouting, "Why can you still talk? Why can't you bleed? Do you think my nose is broken? It's too smelly, too smelly, too smelly, like a ditch! You should have rotted, why can you still talk!"

“…”

"You guys are all monsters! Monsters that should have disappeared long ago! Monsters in the abyss shouldn't have appeared here! Aren't you dead? You've long been dead!"

“…”

"I took it myself! Richard has seen it! Why are you back again? Ah?"

Accompanied by the low growl, a brief silence suddenly came.

The air fell to freezing point in an instant.

Kam felt that his whole body seemed to be filled with holes, and every part seemed to be filled with wind, and it was cold.

He even felt like he was still dreaming for a moment.

If not, why can't he feel the pain?

If so, why does he feel so cold?

The ears were buzzing, and some messy sounds began to pour in uncontrollably, those that had been suppressed by him, or even forgotten.

——"How many times? Is it difficult to stab the second rib in the position? What should we do if you always make mistakes like this? Do you know that Avada is very expensive?"

——"Yes...I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, I will make sure to compensate you when I go back!"

——"This won't work. We don't know this place. Sooner or later, something will happen with this burden."

...

——"I feel grateful that you don't have Avada, which saves us a lot of trouble."

——"Add anesthetics, the center vest, there is no pain, don't worry, man."

——"You can throw it here, poor man. Remember to take his astral stone away... Oh, there is still a bad one here, leave it for him to think about it in another world."

...

——"Are you sure you want to replace these two guys?"

——"I...I'm sure they are my companions...I...I owe them a lot."

In the corner of my brain, some remaining and intact place began to sing. At first, it was just fine and low, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, but soon it became louder and louder, like a broken bellows, carrying the sound of Krakela, like the last struggle of the broken flag in the cold wind on the pole—

It took him a long time to realize that it was the laughter that broke his throat.

"Ah--" Dorn screamed strangely, turned around and ran away.

Kam stood there and didn't move, just laughing.

Why are you so scared?

He thought.

Aren’t they companions? He obviously did not do anything to hurt them. Even now, he has no ability to hurt them.

She shouted lightly, shook her body and turned into a solid mud again. Her tentacles stretched out and wrapped around the horse's spine, and then leaped up.

The lich in rabbit fur jumped lightly onto the mud's head without any hesitation.

There is no flesh and blood, only the weight of bones and soul, which makes the lich without any burden when walking in this world and is particularly easy to carry.

Lin shook his head, ignored the squeal of the lich, stretched out his tentacles and scratched its horns, and then touched it hard along the fur. It was really smooth and smooth - making her wish she could bury all the tentacles in, mess up the fur, and then slowly straighten it out.

"What do you want to do?"

The lich was probably trapped too many times and became particularly sensitive.

"Oh, nothing, let's go." Niba retracted his eagerness, "Let's go back to the gray blood forest."

...

The distant city of magic, Sverto, the underground magic guild. Late at night.

Dorn suddenly sat up from the superconductor, covering his chest and gasping.

There seemed to be still pain on my back, and the feeling of coldness that penetrated my heart had not yet dissipated, as if I had been entangled in the flesh and blood.

Illusion Illusion...

He told himself. He brought Avada's, and so he was not injured, he bleeded, and he was not dead-he was still alive, he, Dorn, still alive, as the only survivor this time.

The cold platform beneath him reminded him that he had returned to this world.

"Awaken?" the mage beside him asked in a muffled voice. He was covered in a thick robe, his face was completely invisible. Only when he was talking would a little bit of white Qi leak out. "Just just finished the transfer, your Avada was completely broken - do you know?"

As he said that, he pointed to the human figure on the table next to him.

"Yes..." Damn.

Behind it was another cold hallucination.

"If you need it, I have a good quality here and I can give it to you, and I can give it a discount haha..."

"No need." Dorn turned over, lifted the leather armor with velvet, and quickly removed the things on Avada and put them in the plug-in-he just wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

However, just after walking a few steps, he felt that something was missing. After a pause, he realized that Richard, who had originally delivered each other, was no longer there.

"Where is the other guy?"

“It’s next door.”

"Then I'll take it away."

"Okay, just sign the agreement."

The short mage in gray robe doesn't even need to ask why he doesn't need to transfer - usually this kind of person loses his soul on the other side.

Dorn signed randomly, walked out with Richard on his back.

The place where the magician lives is always full of shadows, which should be the favorite environment for thieves. However, today, Dorn just wants to return to the place with light as soon as possible - the place with light.

He doesn't like to use lamps, but he loves candles - only a little light as big as a bean can illuminate the entire room without being too bright. Anyway, there is already a magic stove in the room, which can make it very warm and bright.

He had to go back quickly, go back to the room with a stove and candle, first have a good sleep, sleep until dawn, and then get up to deal with Richard, and then he can count the rewards this time - it won't be a loss, Richard's, that damn monster, is now his.

If you save a little, you will not have to work for at least two or three years.

Dorn touched the hard magic stone in the bag on his waist. In this weather, it was as cold as ice, and even if he was biting his hand through the bag.

Unexpectedly, that damn guy finally made a magic stone, which was really generous.

Dorn thought.

Richard can let go first.

We have to deal with these stones quickly and then sleep with piles of gold coins - this is the most important thing, no doubt.
Chapter completed!