Emerl and Lina naturally followed the captain's arrangement and stayed to protect this group of practitioners.
After they eliminated the dozen newcomers who had turned into sighers, they began to rectify the number of people and asked everyone to take a series of defensive measures.
After all, this lich came too suddenly and too bizarrely...
"Brother gave up his life for his friends? Is it really worth it? Good! Good! One day you will regret it."
Thinking of this, Ailan tightened his grip on the dagger at his waist and walked up to his friend Darren.
The smile on his face revealed something strange: "Friend, if I kill you, will you hate me?"
Darren was stunned for a moment after hearing Alan's words, but then he smiled and said, "You are my savior, so of course you won't."
"Really? You won't lie to me! Then... just let me prove it, okay?"
After Ailan finished speaking, he suddenly took out a dagger from his waist.
The next moment, he pierced Darren's heart without hesitation...
The remaining twenty or so practitioners were shocked when they saw this scene.
Could it be that their boss is controlled by a lich?
Emer, who was present, had a clear view of all this.
Ailan, this kid, has never been normal at all, except... when he competed with himself for Bai Ling...
"Haha! Darren...do you hate me?"
Alan seemed to be looking forward to the answer Darren was going to give. He stared at him blankly, as if he was still a little uneasy in his heart.
"Old...why? Hate...hate...hate!"
Darren's mouth was full of blood. When he said the word "hate", his head dropped and he fell into Alan's arms forever.
"Haha! You really hate me. Well, I once said this to my good friend. I hate him... just like I hate the entire Star Tribe."
After Ailan finished speaking, he turned around with a ferocious expression, staring at Emerl like a devil.
He spread his hands playfully, "Friend, do you hate me? Hehe, Bai Ling is an interesting woman. I like such a stupid woman. She just fools around in front of you, but there is no need now.
Got it!"
Emer was locking this crazy man with a stern expression, his eyes were slightly lowered and he replied coldly: "Tell me that you are mentally controlled by a lich, otherwise I have no reason to let you
Continue to survive.”
"Haha! Obviously, I have always been normal? Idiot, since you have suspected me for a long time, why didn't you expose me? The Lich came so suddenly. There must be an insider. As a person who has been suspected for a long time,
I'm ashamed of the mole who fell in love with me! Do you know?"
Lina was completely speechless at this moment. How could this clown become so crazy all of a sudden?
Could it be that... everything he knew was told to him by the lich?
Or maybe... he is a lich himself?
"Damn it! I can't control that much anymore. I'll beat you to the ground first and then talk about it."
Lina was now completely berserk. She picked up the Forgotten Warhammer without hesitation and rushed toward the madman.
"Go to hell! Remember to apologize to your friend Darren properly in hell!"
After Lina said that, the Forgotten Warhammer carried with it a violent sound of wind and violently swung it towards Ailan in front of her.
