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Five hundred and fortieth chapters live a good life

The cult warlock's reaction was so intense that it was beyond imagination!

Ronald just mentioned the issue of time flow rate, and Baprol's face changed.

Before Ronald could even say the term [Infinite Negative Field], the cult warlock drove the spell and made his figure suddenly start to rise up.

It almost stretched out more than ten meters away.

Baproul just spoke and reminded:

"Ronard!"

"Let's fly higher, and now we can confirm something!"

Although Baprol is not reliable in his daily life, he always has strange brain circuits and manifestations.

But there are some key issues...

Still haven't seen him carelessly.

It's like when this guy confronted William Little before.

No matter how Baprol verbally stimulated his betrayal subordinate, in fact, he had the control of the situation, or at least he could kill William Little.

But now...

Baprol showed an unprecedented nervous expression.

What kind of information did Ronald get from this passage that made this cult warlock react like this?

“…”

With an eyebrow raised, Ronald no longer hesitated.

The white wings behind him swelled together, and he rushed up accurately at a faster speed, and soon followed Baprol's figure to fly high into the sky.

It was also at this time.

Ronald shook his head and sighed in a low voice:

"After a long time, this guy flew quite fast."

“…”

The distance between the two quickly reached a high altitude.

As the position increases, the breadth of their vision increases at the same time, and a shocking situation occurs.

To the north of the Sunny Ocean, there should have been a city located on land.

——Springs.

However, at this moment, there is only a black outline left on the ground, the specific city buildings, Springs residents, and everything Ronald has been familiar with for several months, and now there is no trace of it.

Only the dark River Vis is still flowing on the riverbed as usual under the dark curtain.

But the ships that should have existed now have no shadow.

This kind of picture comes into view.

It gives people the feeling...it's like this world, not the one they were in before!

“…”

"Sure enough, is it true..."

Baproul began to sigh, his tone was full of concerns about the status quo.

Seeing this scene, Ronald began to make some guesses in his heart.

So he turned his head and asked at the cult warlock:

"I should see the details here after listening to your tone?"

"I can see it, of course I can see it!" Baprol shook his head, his eyes moving towards the Springs, and his tone also revealed a bit of weirdness, "But to be honest, I hope I

I didn't see it, or I saw it wrong."

"Compared to this thing."

"Space-time seal spells, super barriers or mental interference that I cannot detect are all very good choices..."

Ronald continued to ask:

"If you know something, tell me soon."

"Even if we want to leave this ghost place, we must at least communicate the news first and avoid any de facto misunderstandings."

Hearing Ronald's questioning, Baprol rarely showed a bitter smile on his face. The cult warlock's body turned back in the air, and his eyes were also focused on Ronald.

He looked Ronald carefully up and down.

Baprol said in a complicated tone at last:

"Ronard, this is something that your ancestors set up by themselves. You can't recognize it now, so it's a bit too slow, right?"

It's true...

As Baprol's answer came out, Ronald sighed lightly and his heart continued to sink.

Things really came to the most difficult situation.

In the attack by William at the cost of his own life and original scriptures, he and Baprol were trapped in some special change, and then entered the last fortress of the Dark Age caster, the sealed and isolated space.

If Ronald's guess is correct.

There is even a custom that was ruled by the caster hundreds of years ago, and it is absolutely no problem to call it a true magical world.

“…”

"Ronald, you realize it too."

Seeing Ronald sighing slightly, Baprol knew that the man in front of him had already realized the situation of the two of them.

But facing such a cruel fact...

To be honest, he, the leader of the cult warlock, had nothing to do.

At the same time, Ronald is still conducting an analysis in his mind.

The time flow rate in this place is ten times different from that in the outside world. Then hundreds of years have passed, and here has actually been spent for decades.

I haven't successfully broken through for decades, or the only time I hope to be wiped out by Ronald himself.

For Ronald and Baprol's abilities.

Can you really escape with your personal strength?

At this moment, Baprol's eyes lit up and he seemed to have an idea in his heart.

Although the expression on his face is still not that good-looking, he has asked Ronald with the attitude of asking how to solve the problem:

"Ronald, have you learned to sell goods before?"

Ronald raised his eyebrows:

"you mean……?"

Baproul immediately replied:

"I mean, we have to live here at least. I think I am more confident in the job of a salesperson. It's okay to take you with me. Maybe we can continue to work together?"

I……

All right……

This is indeed what Baprol should think of. This messy thoughts are so in line with this guy!

Ronald's tone paused slightly.

After quickly convinced himself to continue accepting this companion, he spoke again:

"Baproul, what else do you want to know about this world? Keep telling me."

The cult warlock answers questions very simply.

I saw Baprol nodding and immediately began to explain:

"About this place, the first thing you mentioned is the time issue. In order to ensure that these sealed guys do not disgust us, someone sacrificed a very powerful original scripture, which caused a difference in the time flow rate of the two worlds.

The world has been around for ten days, and it will probably be a day. In this way, even if the people in the seal escape, we can suppress it with stronger strength after a longer period of development."

After a series of words, the cult warlock recalled for a few seconds:

"And then...then it's magic."

"Because we maintain the most suitable environment for spell casting, this is a paradise for casters. The spells of our two people will also have a very obvious improvement in use in this world. And with the identity of the original holder, we want to

If you live well here, there will definitely be no problem."

Speaking of this, Baprol's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Ronald's expression, and then he realized it and realized:

"Wait, Ronald!"

"Are you still thinking about going back?"


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