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In fact, Aaron has not been able to understand until now how and through what channels the mark on Annie was activated.

However, this does not seem to be important in the current situation.

You know, they had already started running away before the mark was activated. When the mark exploded, they were already a hundred steps away.

Aaron didn't even have time to care about the level of this imprinted aura, he just felt that the muscles in his whole body were shaking unconsciously.

Garcia, who was already in a weak state, had difficulty controlling his body, hanging on Aaron and Alice like a stone.

Aaron believed that if they let go at this moment, Garcia might just fall to the ground on the spot.

He didn't know whether it was due to the illusion of being overly nervous or the influence of the aura of the cult mark behind him, but he could clearly feel the thumping heart in Garcia's body.

Yes, through the clothes and skin, and through the surging blood vessels, Aaron could still clearly capture the heartbeat.

With extra brutality and staggering vitality, it seems that it will jump out of the veins mixed with blood at the next moment.

"Run first."

For a moment, Aaron couldn't explain the reason to Alice, so he could only whisper.

I don't know why, but compared to Alice, he seems to be more adaptable to this sudden cult atmosphere.

After experiencing a brief period of trembling and panic, he was finally able to command his hands and feet with ease, dragging Garcia and Alice to escape.

"This mark... is at least a gold-level strongman, and he seems to have been watching here. Otherwise, the mark would not be activated so easily."

Ruosiqia seemed not to feel the monstrous black air behind her, and explained slowly.

"If you had dared to seriously injure her just now, you would be the unlucky one."

Behind him, the black cloth composed purely of cult aura quietly erupted at this moment, like a dam bursting, suddenly pouring out a sea of ​​black mist.

There was no rumbling sound when the floodgates opened, but this silent rushing was even more frightening.

Several followers couldn't wait for Horace's instructions, so they had no choice but to rush forward. As a result, in an instant, even their screams were drowned in the rushing black water.

In the blink of an eye, a silent black river emerged on this street, which was large enough for several carriages to travel side by side.

Haohao soup.

It swept everything it touched into the black water and submerged silently at the bottom of the river.

It seemed that it had been guided by something, and the black river suddenly expanded from small to large, heading straight for the Lord of Horace City.

And Annie, whose breath was weakening, was soaked in the black water, and the frighteningly large wounds on her body were healing at an alarming speed.

In almost a few breaths, the wound that was originally about the width of a palm was completely healed.

Although his breath was still sluggish, looking at his posture, he was at least out of danger.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his entourage submerged in the black water, without even a bubble emerging, Horace was furious, his eyes were splitting, and his whole face was red with anger.

But soon, when he saw the long river rushing towards him, his face suddenly turned pale again.

Don't blame him for his slow reaction, it's just because this evil black water changes too fast.

From formation to growth, it almost took five or six breaths to expand like a balloon.

Horace was still hesitating about how to join Master Tuantivan who should be nearby. He never thought that the opponent's counterattack would be so sharp.

However, this way, he no longer has to make a choice.

Because at this time he had no choice.

This strange black river could swallow up several Silver-level extraordinary beings at the same time in the blink of an eye, without even making waves. This alone was enough to make him tremble.

Even if he is a gold-level transcendent, he has no confidence that he can do this.

The key is that Heihe did it so lightly and effortlessly.

Just like its appearance, it is unfathomable.

Heihe was not very fast at first, but as he got further, his speed increased.

It was only a few dozen steps away from Horace, but the speed behind it was faster than that of a galloping horse.

The layers of waves are overlapping and changing, and sometimes they even condense into various inexplicable things, like tentacles or elongated and deformed palms.

Facing the mysterious Black River, which was rising in momentum, Horace had to retreat.

First a small step, then a quick step, and finally a sudden retreat.

Later, he simply turned around and ran away.

Horace is extremely knowledgeable about his own strength. I am afraid that even if there is another one, he will not be able to suppress this strange black river.

What's more, he also realized it.

This is just a counterattack released by a certain existence through the original mark and the octopus monster as a carrier.

If he dares to fight back and further anger this existence, I'm afraid...

A small half of Leiden City will be soaked in this black water.

At that time, it will be equivalent to announcing the fall of Leiden City!

It would be fine if it delayed the traveling caravans, but if it delayed His Majesty's Western Expedition...

Horace did not dare to think further.

Not to mention him, not even the Saugetos family dared to bear the consequences.

It's all Aaron's fault!

It's all this damn boy's fault!

While running at full speed, Horace became angry and furious, thinking quickly in his mind.

It was only then that he finally came to his senses - why this kid was so impatient to escape.

He must have known it himself!

Otherwise, why would he have to escape so neatly?

Intentionally or unintentionally, they ran away from him.

Even if Horace consciously wanted to lead this black water to Aaron and the others, he would have to cross the black river first.

All this was planned in advance!

People are born to shirk responsibility, as if they can just sit back and relax by placing all the blame on others.

Of course this won't solve the problem, but at least it will give you peace of mind.

For example, thinking of this and having a clear target for venting, Horace suddenly felt a lot better.

Right now, since he can't solve this problem by himself, in order to reduce the losses as much as possible...

It seems that there is only...

Horace, who was running away, saw Sartre and Siosande rushing towards the front. His face was happy at first, but then changed again, and he had to bite the bullet and shout loudly: "Run!"

Hell, everyone knows Julian is a very defensive person.

If he knew that the students died in Leiden City, the result might not be much better than half of Leiden City falling.

If that guy really protected his shortcomings, he would probably dare to come directly to the door and ask for an explanation.

Besides, how could two Silver-level extraordinary beings be able to solve this black river?