After the head and the cut-off staff fell to the ground, the body was sprayed with a red fountain straight to the end.

Even under the action of the heart, a high-pressure pump, a layer of blood mist was permeated in the surrounding air.

Hans did not look back, but said silently that two long swords were inserted into the wound on his abdomen again.

"Boom..."

While the thunder sounded, heavy rain fell down, washing away the blood on the ground.

“The transaction is completed!”

Dikao grinned and waved his hand, "Okay, let's go. You guys are still too weak and need to find a place for you to shelter from the rain."

Nikla, who was lying on the ground, saw the whole process, looked at Dikao's back, and thought of what the Wolf King taught him.

Only by respecting individuals can individuals sacrifice and contribute for the sake of the collective.

At the same time, David's words sounded: cruel but never demanding, greedy but not forgetting tolerate.

"Wait...wait!" Nikla stood up and limped, but walked towards Dikao with firm eyes.

Fyana frowned and blocked her front. Dikao touched her head and smiled, "It's okay."

Nikla came to Dikao, knelt down gently, then put his hands flat and lay on the ground.

"What does this mean?" Dikao asked with his eyebrows raised.
Chapter completed!