When a child wants to gain attention from others, his big way is to commit suicide and do everything that can attract attention.

And what can attract attention now...is probably killing the people present.

The rich light of depravity makes this lightless and self-lit space brighter, but the brightness in the black sense gives people a feeling that it is not as dark as it is.

Loniti shivered, not because she was afraid, but because she felt uncomfortable, as if the light contained countless ants, biting her skin.

Looking at the others, they were all discomfort, and they should have the same feeling as her.

"What should I do?"

Loniti turned her gaze to Heng, one of the few people who had no expression on her face.

In addition to her, there is also a Woking.

"You actually came to ask me? I thought you would make your own decisions."

Heng looked at Luo Niti in a strange way, unable to guess how this little girl changed her temper today, and she didn't even act as a dictator.

"Ahem...If the decision is wrong, you will take the blame..."

Luo Niti coughed lightly, expressed her inner thoughts, and was then glared by Heng.

However, after glaring, Heng quickly commanded the battle.

"Aschia is responsible for the limitation of the frost magic. Anmore tries to use illusions to influence the other party's actions. Fransni sees whether he can pull the remaining embers over."

A series of orders made Anmore and the others immediately move, and everyone perform their own duties.

The reason why I didn't argue like I did with Loniti is because Heng is the most powerful here. Fist is very suitable for being the boss here.

"What about me?"

Loniti waved in front of Heng, indicating that she had not been named yet.

Heng glanced at Luo Niti, thought for a moment before speaking.

"You are responsible for supporting Yaschia or Phylanceni. Anyway, you can go wherever you need help."

"I'm just a logistics company?"

Loniti curled her lips, a little dissatisfied with her position of paddling.

At that time, I guess others will point at her and discuss in a low voice.

Look! This is the dead fish that has been salted!

"Well, what can I do?"

Nefarian, who had been transparent for a long time, asked weakly, but before Heng could answer, Loniti spoke first.

"You just stay there, what can your little ability do?"

Although it hurts people, this is also a fact. Nefarian really can't do anything here, maybe he needs Loniti and the others to protect him.

As the Black Dragon Prince, he was so weak after comparison, but this was a fact that he had to accept.

After not taking care of the Black Dragon Prince's self-esteem, Loniti squatted on the ground and waited for George to have any flaws.

At this time, Yaschia was waving her hands and controlling one weapon after another of the ice.

One-handed sword, two-handed sword, big knife, shield, one-handed hammer, two-handed hammer...

Anyway, a lot of it is all.

Despite the many, Aschia still controlled these weapons in an orderly manner and attacked George.

George was mentally like a child, and in combat, he was like a child without surprise, almost entirely on instinct.

If it weren't for the rich and excessive light of depravity, it would have been killed by Aschia long ago.

Anmore was also wandering around, using illusions on George from time to time, but the effect was not obvious.

Although George could barely be considered a creature, Anmore could not find its soul!

Of course, it may also be because the light of depravity in its body is too rich, making Anmore unable to find his soul.

However, in any case, Anmore made him a little extra, so she came to Loniti for a while.

"I find myself useless?"

"Yeah, aren't you?"

"It's a coincidence!"

While they were squatting here, and when Yaschia was trying her best to attack, Fransni also quietly controlled the tentacles and slowly reached the remnant Ember.

This real salted fish is now lying on the ground without knowing how to live or die, but I think it should still be alive.

I really didn't expect that the seeds left by the Death Wings would become such a popular product.

So isn't it good to keep him in your hands at the beginning?

"I'm here too!"

Suddenly, the orc roar came from the opposite side, and then there were four totems that were constantly rotating.

The flames burned all of Fransni's tentacles, and although they were not afraid of death, there was still pain.

She frowned and looked at Thrall with anger.

"What are you going to do!"

Perhaps because she was cursed by the ancient god, she had endured so much pain that Feilansni never concealed her emotions and would not hold back anything to say.

Loniti was attracted by Philansni's shouting, so she looked at Thrall.

"Me? What did I do?"

Sar looked at Loniti with an innocent look, as if he didn't know what was going on, but Loniti still found a hint of cunning in his eyes.

This orc with thick eyebrows and big eyes can also play tricks, which really made Luo Niti unexpectedly.

But...can you not have any means?

"Fransnie, keep trying!"

After shouting, Loniti began to wave his hands slowly, splashing the sand of eternity on the ground.

These sand made up of the power of time slowly squirmed like a snake ready to go, full of danger and uncertainty.

Thrall, who noticed that the Eternal Sand on the ground, did not react at all and just continued to attack George, but his attack did not cause any damage to George.

To be precise, George has not been hurt at all until now, and the concentration of the Fallen Light has caused an invincible protective cover to form outside it.

Not only was he not injured, he injured Yaschia instead.

George did not control the Fallen Light to attack, but when his emotions were unstable, he would wipe out the Fallen Light in his every move. This unpredictable attack also caused Yaschia to suffer a loss.

Of course, it's just once.

"No! There's no way!"

Suddenly, Philansny called out impatiently that every time her tentacle approached the remnant Ember, George would find it and then step it off.

The feet wrapped in the light of fall are not as simple as ordinary people. Phylanceni has been numb by the scald.

If Sal hadn't made George more alert...

Thinking of this, Philansni immediately gritted her teeth and looked at Thrall, hoping to pounce on him and kill the orc.

"Don't panic, don't panic... The backup is here."

Loniti comforted Fransnie, and then suddenly showed a strange smile.

A huge red dragon claw fell from the sky, which scared George and subconsciously jumped to the side.

This is also one of the normal reactions of an ordinary child when encountering danger, but this jump reveals the remaining embers.

Thrall's eyes lit up and he grabbed the remaining Ears directly, but unfortunately, the huge dragon claw bounced him out with just one finger.

"Hello, Queen of Eternal Dragon, I'm not late, right?"

Alextasa gave Loniti a friendly smile, but no matter how much the dragon face smiled, it looked too hideous.

“Just.”

Loniti replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!