"Why are you so obsessed with self-destruction when you turn a blind eye to the miracles we have gained?"

Thresh grabbed the lantern with his thin bone claws, and listened to the wailing cry from it, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had gained a new life.

"What we gain is a curse! And the curse should be destroyed! It should be like this long ago!"

The flames in Lechus's eyes extended to his hands, holding up his sword and swinging the phantom, while Thresh spread his hands and greeted death calmly.

"Don't let him die! Let's seal him and let him never be reborn!"

Lechers followed Geno's orders, and a sword light flashed. Instead of dividing Threstone from his chest into two according to the original trajectory, he temporarily changed direction and cut off one of his arms.

Thresh's scream began to deform, and the expected death did not come. He felt that he was being teased, and the hole of the empty eyes was igniting a fierce anger.

"Only I can torture others, no one else can torture me! Lucian, come and enjoy the ultimate torture I have prepared for you!"

Thresh's sharp teeth hit and smiled sharply with a sharp knife.

He threw his favorite torture instrument, the lantern that imprisoned countless souls, to the ground.

Click!

The candles faded, the lanterns shattered, and something seemed to shatter in Lucian's body.

Countless souls rushed out of the cage happily, but they found that they were greeted by clusters of black fog that chose people to eat!

Nowhere to escape!

At the moment of treasure, the dead black fog suddenly turned into a hungry giant beast, cruelly rushing to the powerless wandering souls. It was as spectacular as a group of swordfish culled at sardines.

"Sena!" Looking at the black fog swallowing the wandering soul, Lucian let out a heart-wrenching roar, and the electric light shot from the two guns illuminated the narrow space.

When lightning comes, the fog will burn.

But no matter how dense his bullets are, they are like storms, and they can't burn endless black fog.

Lechers was stunned, he knew what it meant.

Threstone's lanterns are both cages and protections, protecting the souls from being swallowed by the black fog.

Thresh's behavior of throwing the lantern was clearly a matter of killing the death of the fish, exiling Lucian's wife's soul into the black fog.

Even if he dies, he will torture Lucian's heart before he dies.

When Lechus was shocked, a shadow broke through his defense and rushed into the lightning like a moth to the fire.

This shadow is a Threstone who is determined to die.

The light penetrated the robe with a ghostly aura, and his spirit body was ruthlessly ignited, bursting out with a hellish heat.

He turned into a fired meteor under the tilt of the holy light, and then the spirit exploded in a harsh and smirk.

But his actions have bought enough time for the Black Mist.

The boundless black mist pressed towards the tide, and the last small group of wandering souls that Lucian tried hard to protect,

Overwhelmed...

"No"

Lucian lost his support and suddenly fell down and sat on the ground, his eyes dazed.

The scorching and smoked guns burned his flesh, but he didn't realize it.

He could not accept such a result.

After working hard to reach Thresh, Saina still failed to escape the fate of being tortured.

His light and his love were all swallowed by this hateful black fog!

Why did it become like this! He screamed in his heart.

Because Lechers stood in front of him, he couldn't kill Thresh as soon as possible?

He felt reason as if Senna had left him, and anger occupied his mind, which was far from counteracted by Thresh's death.

He suddenly raised his guns, aimed his muzzle at Lechus, and roared out of his mouth, which could shoot a deadly light bullet at any time.

"Why! You are so close to him, why don't you stop him!"

"I..." Lechos smiled bitterly, but could not defend himself.

He was standing in front of Thresh at that time, and his skills were enough to stop Thresh, but because he couldn't make a moment of mind, he watched Thresh break the lantern, causing Senna to be swallowed by the black fog.

No matter how he explains, he can't stand it.

"I'm sorry, if it can make you feel better, just kill me." Lechos lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into Lucian's eyes.

"Do you know what you did? You accomplice!"

Seeing that he looked like he was not acting like he did, Lucian could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and angrily tightened the trigger.

A holy light burst out from his socket, but it hit the empty space.

"Don't let your anger blind you, even if you kill Lechus, it won't solve any problem."

Lucian noticed that a pair of hands suddenly appeared on his shoulders, and suddenly turned his shoulder and broke away from control.

The anger was still burning, but he did not shoot at Lechus again.

Geno sighed and withdrew his hand pressed on Lucian's shoulder.

There is no doubt that they were struck by Threstone.

When the burly undead Lechos and Lucian were first squeezed into the small tea room, the rest of the people could only be blocked from outside the door to watch the battle, and Geno could not help even if he wanted to help.

Both of them hated Thresh, so they both wanted to eliminate Thresh himself, but at the same time, Thresh also grasped the weaknesses in their hearts.

This led to the annihilation that should have been unsurprisingly unfolding. In the end, Thresh inspires people with evil words. When Lechers was distracted, he destroyed Senna's soul to Lucien.

Now that things have come to this point, no one can blame anyone to change the status quo.

So Geno, who couldn't stand the fight, decided to stand up and be a peacemaker.

"Maybe Senna is still saved."

As soon as Jeno finished speaking, he felt one after another of the hot gazes locking on him.

"Can you take responsibility for saying this?" Lucian took a few steps and pressed the butt against Geno's shoulder with his butt, looking at him frantically.

"Be careful, don't hurt others when you go out of fire." Geno gently pushed Lucian's hands away because his gun was facing the innocent mortals behind him.

"Jeno, tell me your thoughts..." Lechers seemed to see hope for remedy.

"If we want Sena to rest, we must understand what kind of existence the black fog that devours Sena is. And I know that the powerful undead will return to the black fog after death and reappear in the next reincarnation, which shows that every undead waiting for reincarnation will become a part of the black fog before the next reincarnation."

Geno said without hesitation, trying to make everyone understand what they mean.

He looked at Lechus, his eyes as if penetrating his unpredictable face.

"Ledaus, you have experienced a lot of reincarnation, so let's talk about what it feels like to be in the black fog? And what kind of existence is black fog...?"

"The essence of black fog..." Lechos' eyes fell into confusion.
Chapter completed!