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Such an explosion is nothing at all in the current Haiwu Port.

Amidst the heavy rain and the sound of the waves, this explosion was like an unprovoked splash.

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes, his consciousness somewhat blurred.

"It is indeed a gunpowder bomb."

"The secret party has long been prepared to die together. They want to bury their members here together with the Rhine family."

The flesh and blood on Zhao Guangli's body slowly bonded together, and his face became clearer and clearer.

"Ahem."

He coughed twice and looked at the warehouse submerged in the explosion.

Under him, Hai Ge's face was extremely pale, and bright red blood flowed from her nose and ears.

only……

At this moment, Hai Ge's eyes were always looking at Zhao Guangli on her body.

Mr. Crow... no, he is a human being.

It's him.

Blocking it in front of him offsets most of the damage.

"The yield of the explosion was calculated just right..."

Su Lin spat out two mouthfuls of blood: "With such a close distance, even the official level cannot survive."

Zhao Guangli's body was particularly terrifying. The fragments of the bomb entered his flesh and blood. Such horrific pain only made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I almost died!"

At this moment, Su Lin's voice came to Zhao Guangli's ears.

An explosion of that magnitude should be fatal.

Although Zhao Guangli's flesh and blood were bruised, he was still at a level where he could use [suspended death] to recover.

It's Wanda.

At the last moment, Wanda used her [worm-like hard shell] to block a lot of damage for Fubai.

Why……

Why would he do this until he died?

Just because, noble?

Zhao Guangli frowned slightly and stretched out his right hand. At this moment, the skin and flesh on his right hand were torn.

There is almost no good piece of meat.

The power of the curse became stronger and stronger, and there were even terrifying black lines looming.

Blood spurted out from Zhao Guangli's mouth.

The ground in the distance has become scorched earth.

"Mr. Crow!"

Hai Ge wiped the blood stains on her face with her hands, and she anxiously supported Zhao Guangli.

"How are you!"

"fine."

Zhao Guangli coughed again, this time more violently.

"I can't die for the time being."

"What bad luck."

Zhao Guangli muttered, and at this moment a small stone was thrown from a distance.

Zhao Guangli's eyes moved.

yes……

Forbes Laing.

He stood in front of him unscathed, with nothing but resentment in his eyes.

"Where is Wanda? Where has Wanda gone?"

"Isn't he dead?"

Fubo stood around the explosion. He forcefully pulled off a dark necklace from his body and threw it casually on the ground.

"The Black Saint's gift...an extraordinary item that can withstand a full-strength strike at the official level."

"Thirty years ago at the Faust auction in the Imperial Capital, it sold for thousands of gold coins."

Su Lin bit his tentacle: "He can do this too."

Why can't this disgusting guy die?

Fu Bai stared directly at Zhao Guangli with his malicious eyes. He ignored the ruins around him and seemed to enjoy everything in front of him.

"It's you two."

"No one of you two is allowed to leave!"

"Especially you, gift."

"You are my gift, Furber Rhine."

"No one is allowed to leave."

Fu Bai screamed, his body continued to convulse like a twitching duck.

Zhao Guangli stood up and looked at the blond boy coldly.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Before Fu Bai finished speaking, a psychic shock passed through Fu Bai's left shoulder.

In an instant, blood splattered all over his body, and he flew forward six to seven meters.

Among the smoke and dust, the place that was originally at the center of the explosion.

A man climbed out.

To be precise, this is a piece of flesh that is barely recognisably human.

He tried hard to stand up, but was still shaky.

The dying body made a shuddering heartbeat.

yes……

Thousands of streams.

Zhao Guangli looked straight at this man.

Being at the center of the explosion, he had already anticipated what might happen.

The man was trembling and walked slowly towards Fu Bai, which could even be described as crawling.

"For the secret party."

"For... fairness."

"To... overthrow the nobles."

Qian Daoliu had completely lost consciousness and was about to die.

But he still acted according to his own instinct.

The warehouse was blown up before our eyes.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

The remaining flames were extinguished, and the last spiritual energy gathered on Qiandaoliu's fingers.

Zhao Guangli never knew why this fox-faced boy hated nobles so much and what was the story behind him.

His ideas and those of the secret party were not completely unified.

But at this moment, Zhao Guangli is...

Agree with him.

"Help!"

"Help!!"

"Father, Father."

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, let Bai Long come and save me."

There is no good piece of flesh left on Fu Bai's body, and his original appearance is no longer visible at all.

That kind of sinister, high-spirited and surly feeling.

He finally felt it...

Fear.

His body was not shaking with excitement, but with pain, which was close to convulsions.

Bailong is still fighting fiercely with the Viscount.

Even Hestia couldn't be distracted by an opponent of this level.

The corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth turned up, and his face, which had been completely burned, seemed to be smiling.

Go to hell...

Bang!

In Zhao Guangli's disbelieving eyes.

An object came down from top to bottom, completely pressing on Qian Daoliu's already bloody body.

In just an instant, Qian Daoliu's body immediately collapsed.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

His diversion staff, his blood...

"What……"

"That's..."

"What is that!"

"What the hell is that!"

A huge black shadow was hidden in the curtain in front.

Strange sounds came from the wind and rain.

"There is an honest and kind prince in the Kingdom of Rhine."

"His name is Forbes Laing."

"One day, he fell in love with a fisherman's daughter, Hai Ge."

"They went through a lot of things, and in the end, the prince and Hai Ge lived happily together."

Click click click click.

The mechanism buzzes.

Two puppets representing the prince and Haige walked out of the curtain.

They were holding metal knives and had exaggerated smiles on their faces.

in the rain.

In the wind, there was a sharp and strange laugh.

"This story... is really ugly."

The curtain opened and a puppet's body appeared.

Its whole body twisted and manipulated the objects below.

"This is Dwight's puppet..."

"No!"

"wrong!"

Su Lin was surprised.

The puppet manipulated silk threads, which played with Dwight's huge body.

"Welcome to the puppet show."

"Welcome to the puppet show."

The puppet's mouth opens and closes,

"Fu Bai...Young Master..."

"I...go back..."

"I'm back."

The puppet manipulates the threads in its hands sluggishly, which makes people's hair stand on end.

The surrounding scenery changed slightly, and a strange force twisted from the puppet's body.

"Half-void..."

Su Lin muttered to himself, his expression ugly.

"Boy."

"Oops."

Zhao Guangli's expression became extremely ugly.

"This is not Dwight...this is the abnormality that the obsession in Dwight's heart turned into after his death."

"[The puppet master controlled by puppets]."

"And the worst thing is that it is too inhuman, close to the level of [Half-Void], which is...high level."