Chapter 2845
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I'm not helping you, it's my responsibility.
Ugh …
Nocturne saw the person's face clearly after the fatal blow.
It was awkward.
He did not expect to meet his savior for the second time like this.
"I … I'm sorry," Nocturne almost cried out. He quickly rushed forward and pulled the big guy off the wall to apologize. After all, he had lost all his face today. Who would be grateful to their benefactor the first time they hit him in the stomach, and the second time they sent him flying?
"Run!"
The big rock demon had just woken up after knocking his head. His gaze sharpened, and he suddenly picked up Nocturne and started running away!
Boom!
In the next second, a terrifying ball of fire fell from the sky, burning the place where Nocturne and the rock demon were standing into black scorched earth!
Because of the noise the two of them made, the blind Blood Berserkers had successfully locked on to their existence!
Nocturne's cheeks were as red as blood after being hugged by the big guy. Luckily, it was dark all around, and he could not even see his face, let alone his red cheeks.
"Why … why are you following me?" Terrifying balls of fire flickered in the darkness behind him, giving him a terrifying feeling. No matter how embarrassed he was, Nocturne did not dare to separate from the rock demon that gave him a sense of reliability.
"Nonsense, how am I following you? I-I-I … I'm a guard of Cerulean Wave City. The rain hasn't washed this street yet, so I came here to save people. How would I know that a little winged demon that doesn't know the way is here? Humph, how troublesome, I have to save you again! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the big guy's eyes darkened, and he wanted to slap himself.
He missed his master Fish Bone so much …
She really wanted to pick up a hundred tricks to flirt with girls that the old man often talked about, such as the three volumes on the qualities of a spare tire, the Psychology of a Banshee, and so on. She really wanted to take those books with extremely suspicious names home and study them in depth.
"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble, you … put me down," Nocturne's face darkened, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito.
"No!" The scaled armor shook its head. "I heard you say that you have a sister trapped in the miasma … How troublesome. As long as I know someone is trapped, I can't just stand by and watch. Do you understand? This isn't helping you, it's my responsibility. "
Heavens!
Let me die!
While snorting coldly, the scale armor directly smashed a high wall, letting its frustrated tears scatter in the wind along with the stone powder.
"Slow down, you … you're bleeding again." The little Winged Race being's cold fingers once again touched the forehead of the scaled armor with a soft feather.
Dong dong dong dong.
As they madly ran, their hearts beat wildly.
Originally, the scale armor should have gathered demonic energy and summoned rain from the sky to stop the brutal Fire Demons from chasing after him. However, he hesitated for a moment and delayed the launch of his Rain Spell.
In this way, the areas he passed through would be washed by demonic rain, saving the innocent demonfolk from the abyss of suffering. But the seven Fire Demons behind him were not affected by the rain.
Because of fear.
The little Winged Race being held tightly in his arms and didn't ask to leave anymore.
He knew it was wrong to do so …
However, the scale armor hugged the little Winged Race even tighter, praying that the terrifying disaster didn't hurt the sister he missed so much!
(The following is a digression)
Serves him right for not having a wife.
(End of this chapter)
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