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Pan Shen tried his best to control his breathing, but his breathing was still as loud as thunder, and he could even vaguely hear the echo from far away.

After recovering from the severe pain, he finally began to curb his energy, and the black mist used to cover his body became thinner as his size shrank.

In a few breaths, this pillar of black mist that towered over the sky finally dissipated.

Pan Shen, who looked slightly pale, also hesitantly opened the door of the wooden house.

This strong man who was once able to fight against the Moon Tower and even the Wind Whispering Forest by himself was a little nervous at this moment.

The moment he pushed the door open, he even turned back and glanced expressionlessly in the direction of Nirul, the capital of Algrant.

If his wrath could materialize, then the entire capital would be bathed in his wrath.

From the moment the Kongxuan Sword started, he knew that the contract he had made back then had been unilaterally torn up.

But if you strike first, the betrayer will always get some benefits. For example, he now has to face an unprecedented problem...

"Isabella, I'm back." Because of his guilty conscience and injury, Pan Shen couldn't even speak loudly and lacked confidence.

He really didn't know how to face Isabella, nor how to explain to his wife about his mutation.

Lies are undoubtedly the weakest and stupidest choice at this time.

He used to protect her under his body. Even though he tried hard to suppress the aura of natural disaster, at such a close distance, anyone could tell that something was wrong.

What's more, he was once forced to reveal his prototype...

Even a being like Pan Shen, who has lived for countless years, doesn't know how to solve it.

Because this is the first time he cares about the ants he once was.

Of course he can ignore the wishes of the ants and grant them death or rebirth according to his preference and mood, but this is his wife, his thirty-sixth wife, and so far the only woman who can accompany him overnight.

However, before he could think of how to speak, a soft body threw herself into his arms, followed by her low sobs.

Through the useless skin and skeleton, Pan Shen saw her soul that was different from ordinary people, and also felt the worry and fear emanating from her soul.

"I thought, I thought something big was going to happen to you..."

Isabella just hugged God Pan tightly, buried her face deeply in God Pan's arms, and spoke vaguely.

"Don't worry, Isabella, I'm fine." God Pan gently stroked Isabella's long hair and coaxed her awkwardly, "No one in this world can hurt me."

"Is everything really okay?"

"real."

Pan Shen responded, but he inadvertently looked in a certain direction again, his eyes cold.

"That's good……"

"But, Isabella, you heard me, maybe our wedding will have to be postponed for a while," Panson hugged Isabella and slightly adjusted the angle so that she could snuggle more comfortably in his arms. , "We have to go somewhere else..."

"Where to go?"

"You take your pick. It doesn't matter where you go. It's just you and me."

Although Pan was filled with rage, he remained calm.

He knew that now that the Hanging Sword had discovered his location, if he didn't leave quickly, there would only be more and more trouble in the future.

Compared to Vlad's warning, the Hanging Sword's attitude seemed even more inhumane. He was announcing Pan's identity to the world in an almost domineering tone.

From now on, God Pan will no longer be an extraordinary person with extraordinary strength, but will survive as a natural disaster...

Of course, compared to his initial attitude, the Hanging Sword still showed considerable patience. His attitude was the same as that of Vlad, or the "devil" - this was just a warning and a dissuasion.

"But before leaving, Isabella, I should do something..."

Amidst Isabella's exclamations, God Pan gently picked her up, then squeezed his breath to create a shield for her to block the strong wind, and then soared into the sky.

He didn't forget that there was an investigator with the Hanging Sword not far away!

Across the vast distance, he couldn't directly threaten the Hanging Sword, but he also didn't mind crushing an ant that believed in him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had already locked onto the ant from a distance.

A few breaths later, with a roar, he hugged Isabella and hit Ron hard.

Even if Ron is a gold medal investigator, even if he is a Silver-level transcendent, he is still not worth mentioning in front of God Pan.

He didn't even need to do anything, just locking his breath, and the difference in life level was enough to make this ant stay in place like a mouse seeing a cat.

Faced with the fear of death, the black cat roared in demonstration, but with its explosive fur, it was more like a frightened little beast, without any deterrence at all.

"Do you believe in the Hanging Sword?"

He gently put down Isabella, but the next moment Pan took action as fast as lightning, holding Ron by the neck and lifting him to a high place.

He even had time to take off the badge from Ron's collar and roughly crush it into pieces with a crunching sound.

Facing the absolute suppression of combat power, Ron had no power to fight back and could only subconsciously try to break open the iron hoop-like palms.

In the blink of an eye, his face began to turn red.

"That's enough, God Pan..." Isabella's eyes flashed and she whispered to dissuade him, "Let him go."

Pan Shen frowned and retorted coldly: "You have to know, you almost died just now, by the sword hanging in the air!"

"But not by him, God Pan...he once saved my life."

"I also saved his life. I recognized him when I met Ikri."

"You are so kind."

Cold fingers touched the iron-like arm, and his pleading eyes met the cold and sharp eyes: "Then let's think he owes you once, right?"

Pan Shen's eyes flashed, and he looked around silently, looking at the black-armored knight standing not far away, and then seeing the fleeing breath further away, his eyes became a bit colder, "Just him? He deserves it too." Do you owe me a favor?”

Having said that, he threw Ron away casually as if he was throwing away trash, and casually pulled Isabella, looking at Ron who was lying on the ground just gasping for air.

"Listen, ant, I spared you not because someone interceded for you, nor because you had been kind to my wife, nor because I wanted you to owe me a favor."

He paused, turned his head again, looked in the direction of the capital of Algrant, and said without looking back: "Since you believe in the Hanging Sword, let me give him a message.

Remember, when you see Him, you will say that the contract between us has expired. This is my last warning, and I hope not to bother me again.

Ant, I know you want to die, but this is a deal, I will let you not die, so you have to bring the message to me, and after bringing it to you, you can die however you want! But before this message arrives..."

As he spoke, God Pan seemed to sense something, and added with a sneer: "Your life is mine!"

He didn't bother to care about Ron's reaction, and simply left with Isabella in his arms.

Ron, who was hit on the ground and in a daze, only had time to hear a vague word: "...Where do you want to go? We won't be separated..."

So, he repeated in a low voice: "Wherever we go... we won't be separated..."

Now, he only has black cats.

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