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High in the air, Erquit slowly landed in the mall of the skyscraper that had been cut off.

"Ahem...!"

As soon as he fell, in Elquit's arms, Fang Li coughed up blood again, collapsed weakly, and lay on the ground under the equally weak support of Elquit.

The complexion was extremely pale.

Looking at such a square, Erquit's pretty face was also a little pale.

"Wake up..."

Erquit sat down in front of Fang Li, like a helpless little girl, gently pushing Fang Li.

"Wake up..."

"Wake up..."

"Wake up..."

The white princess kept gently pushing Fang Li like this.

It's like a little girl who plans to wake up her grandparents who will never wake up again, that is, helpless and powerless.

It looks very pitiful.

And the expression on Elquet's face was also that kind of complete confusion.

For the princess, who was as pure as a blank piece of paper, the pain in her heart at this moment was like a pinprick in her heart, which made her strange and almost suffocated.

This feeling has only been experienced by Elquit once.

Eight hundred years ago, after being deceived by Luo Ya, he went berserk and slaughtered all the people around him, Erquit, who came to his senses, looked at the sea of corpses and blood around him, and the feeling at that time was the same as now.

Therefore, Erquit looked blankly at Fang Li, who was lying in front of him, covered in blood, as if cautious, and asked such a question.

"Are you going to die?"

Naturally, no one else can answer this question.

Therefore, Erquit's expression could only remain dazed, and he watched as Fang Li's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Until, a voice rang out.

"It's a big surprise."

With such a voice, the girl in the magic robe swept down from the air and landed in front of Elquit.

Seeing Elquette looking at himself in a daze, helpless enough to make people feel pitiful, Hierre didn't feel any sympathy at all, so he spoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, the white Ji that everyone is afraid of should be even more cold, even more emotionless, and won't even say a word, just blindly eradicate the target person, like a natural disaster."

"But what about you now? It's too embarrassing, isn't it? ”

Sheyer's prickly questioning did not elicit the slightest reaction from Elquit.

Erquit just hugged Fangli, and his scarlet eyes looked at Hierre with unprecedented hostility.

That's a sign of emotional out-of-control.

It is clear that Elquit is in a precarious situation right now.

If Sheyer continues to provoke like this, then Elquit will definitely not mind venting his anger with this agent.

Therefore, Erquit only asked in a low voice.

“…… What are you here for? ”

Hiel didn't answer Erquit, but just raised his steps and approached in the direction of Fangli.

At this moment, Elquit's body erupted with a strong and incomparably murderous aura, causing Hierre to stagnate.

Looking up, what Hiel saw was Elquit's pair of scarlet eyes that had quietly turned into golden magic eyes.

Full of violence.

"Don't come near him!"

This is a warning from the princess of the True Ancestors.

Like a beast protecting a wounded heir, the pure white princess is hostile to anyone who intends to come closer, with the slightest possibility of hurting Fang Li, which is pure and pitiful.

And it is precisely because of this that Hiyer finds it incomprehensible.

Just like Sheyer said, the Erquit of the past should have been more cold, more emotionless, like a simple weapon of annihilation, not even saying a word, just carrying out its own existential meaning.

For that kind of Elquit, it would be incredible to lose control of his emotions because of a specific person.

Even that Roya just made Elquit hate and cling to him, and no one could ever pry open the heart of this white queen.

But looking at Erquit's current appearance, it is obvious that for this princess, Fang Li's weight in her heart is definitely not light.

This is probably the first time ever, right?

Therefore, Erquit didn't know how to react at all, so he could only act like a helpless child, constantly calling Fang Li's name and rejecting anyone's approach.

Such an Elquette finally made Hierer unable to maintain the expression on his face and spoke like a sigh.

"Let me see, maybe I can save it."

In a word, the explosive murderous aura on Erquit's body weakened.

Without looking at Erquit's current expression, Shiyer stepped forward directly, squatted down in front of Fang Li, stretched out his hand, and put it on Fang Li's chest.

The fluctuation of the magic power turned into ripples on that hand, and it spread throughout Fang Li's body.

Under such circumstances, Shier gradually understood how bad Fangli's current situation was.

“…… That's not good. ”

At that moment, Hiel spoke in a low voice.

"Regardless of the injuries on the outside of the body, the injuries inside the body are already very serious, the internal organs have almost lost their function, the body has become a mess, and even the blood vessels have all ruptured, this is simply a death level injury, it is a miracle that he has been able to survive until now."

This is due to the fact that the VIT (durability) of Fangli is not low.

Although it is not the main god messenger who is known for VIT (durability), but now Fang Li is already an all-powerful speed type, not an extreme speed type like in the past, and in terms of VIT (durability), it is considered a decent among the fourth-level main god messengers.

But it's just a decent thing.

Relying on the decent VIT (durability) value, Fang Li finally withstood the level of death and maintained his breathing.

"But that's about it."

Sheyer made a decision.

"No matter how strong the endurance is, human beings are still human beings after all, and if the body becomes like this, there will only be one ending."

What that ending is, there is no need to say at all.

"Unless he can rebuild his body, without this level of ability, no magic trick will save him now."

With that, Hierre looked at Erquit again.

The eyes became sharp.

"If you suck his blood and turn him into your Dead Apostle, that's a different story."

The moment the words fell, an extremely oppressive dead silence began to permeate.

Erquit just looked at Fang Li, whose face was covered in blood and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

After half a ring, a smile appeared on the beautiful face.

A smile that is both bitter and complicated.

Immediately, Elquit spoke.

"I'm not going to suck his blood."