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Just when Li Hao was excited about this perfect plan, a flame dragon with a vague outline roared out from the narrow corridor of the guest room, rubbing the water as deep as his chest.Almost out of subconscious dodge, Li Hao took a deep breath and quickly dived into the water.When he looked up, he saw that everything he had just stood on and where his eyes could reach had turned into flames on the sea water.He guessed that it was a careless cook who forgot to tighten the lid of the oil drum while cooking, and that made things so bad.

The eyes cannot see the direction clearly, the nostrils and mouth cannot breathe, and the pores all over the body shrink sharply.Drowning has always been a method of execution with a high frequency of appearance in "The Trial", second only to hanging on the cross, which was revered by the Inquisition as the "baptism of holy heretics".The skill that Li Hao is least good at is diving. Even when he landed on Noah's Ark, he still had psychological barriers. If possible, he would not deal with pirates in his life.

The smell of seawater is not pleasant, with the unique fishy smell of sea creatures, and it is extremely turbid. Even a bounty hunter with extraordinary insight would find it difficult to successfully identify the seawater under harsh conditions such as being burdened with a living person and experiencing physical exhaustion. Know the correct escape direction.What's even more unfortunate is that the powerful conflict between the volcanic lava and the Grand Staircase Falls has turned the poor victims into a daze.He felt that the temperature of the water continued to increase, and gravel and ash continued to hit him.The cerebral cortex stubbornly feeds back negative information.

The originally sober consciousness became increasingly empty, like a navigator stepping onto a deadly red tide. The blank horizon stretched out infinitely, without fresh sunlight or white seabirds.The lonely wanderer walks in the day and night, enduring the purest silence in the world.Time and space seem to be standing still. The new lives that alternate reincarnations pierce the rock-solid ice fields, melt the wind and snow flying in the sky, break out of the ground, but are ridiculously trampled by the soles of their feet.

The waves surged and the lava surged into the sky.

On the turbulent water of death, the young man waved his arms with difficulty. The weight on his back made him exhausted. He did not abandon or give up, and staged a confrontation between humble creatures and the vast nature.

As long as he untied the cloth that bound him and ignored someone, he could successfully escape quickly and face a new life and a future like spring flowers.It only takes one click, as simple as unbuttoning a **** button.

Powerless to cry out, powerless to ask for help.Any slight struggle is as luxurious as diamonds, but Li Hao is not stingy. He still persists. He insists that his resistance is not in vain, even if the result is to be buried in the belly of a fish and go to hell with Hades.

The elegy of life is so loud that the original dream seems to come true in the blink of an eye.

depressed.depressed.Everything is quiet.

The young man closed his eyes, and his fingers seemed to have touched something. It was very moist and hard, and did not have the rotten feeling of being soaked for a long time.But he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, so he just kept lying on his back in the original position, with a person pressed on his back, spread out like seaweed, like a marlin rolled up on the beach by a huge wave.Waiting for the fishermen to collect the nets and take them to the market to sell them at a good price.

Just rest for ten seconds. Just like after completing a difficult task, smoke a vanilla cigarette or drink two glasses of Sutol, and you will be as active as a child again.

Li Hao hinted at himself in this way, but ten seconds was so long. There was no green grassy valley, no monsters forced to bleed and fall, and even no freedom and dreams.Yes, it's just the sound of water and fire mingling, tapping on the eardrums

The sound is like a sigh from the distant future.

But to the victims' ears, it was more like a faint hysterical call of life.

He moved.

Keeping the promise made when facing the treasonous knight with a spear at his neck is more difficult than the process of the magic sages breaking through the realm of space magic.

The spiral corridor of the concert hall is the passage connecting the first-class Oscar Cinema. Three meters to the right of the end is the glass dome. It is also the end point that Li Hao must reach. As long as he can persist in climbing to that point, the escape will be over.He closed his eyes tightly and grasped the metal guardrail of the stairs with his sore arms to climb up. He was completely sure that his legs were exhausted to the point of losing consciousness, otherwise he would not be moving forward in such a crawling manner. That was different from Master Li Hao. It's so inconsistent with the past showmanship.

It is also an empirical psychological suggestion. Every time you advance to a level, you lie to yourself that there are actually more than 100 levels.No one knows how long it took, but when those rough professional hands could no longer touch the metal, Li Hao stopped.The first thing he had to do was to get rid of the burden on his back. The unprecedented sense of relief was simply better than discussing body art with the most coquettish woman in Scatter Town.

He leaned against the wall, wanting to enjoy the sunshine after a while, but then he realized that it was completely dark and the surroundings were as quiet as a cemetery.

There was a thick layer of ash floating on the water, and thick smoke drifted out along the cracks in the hull. Several jackdaws were parked on the glass dome, singing eerily in the dim moonlight, like a demonic version of Mozart's lullaby.

Thirty nautical miles north of the Eternal Lighthouse, the ghost ship continued to float aimlessly.The person driving the boat seemed to have never changed his standing posture and expression. Only the little wizard Rose was a little anxious. She held Professor Nallo's skinny shoulders with her hands and stood on tiptoes to look along the sea.The former was not moved by her naughtiness. Her green eyeballs burst out with complex light. It was hard to imagine that the professor of ancient species, who was like a broken candle under the black witch robe, would have such a beautiful right eye.

"Take a rest, my little devil, you are more energetic than Qu Lier. Why don't you have the excitement unique to the Domi family when you are studying the Book of the Dead?" The old professor said with a kind face. It seems that he likes to put that clan name on his lips, and every time he says it, he shows an almost pious respect.

Ross was still the same as before, waving the black crystal staff, pointing to the depths of the distant sea, and said proudly: "Because not every citizen of the Lich King is qualified to receive gifts from the Black Sea, and not everyone is qualified to receive gifts from the Black Sea. The professor who still has his charm can lie in old pervert Custer’s big bed.”

For the first time, the witch Naluo was lifeless. Instead, she lovingly stroked the girl's wavy golden hair and repeated her tone: "Miss Rose, things easily given by God are often not eternal. You can rely on the power of an adult steel dragon. By awakening the deep-sea volcano, you can rely on the status aura of the Domi Lich Tribe to easily be promoted to the decision-making level of the "Corpse Song", on an equal footing with the Chief Archon, and even enjoy provoking her with failed romances. But these actions of yours cannot serve as a basis for your mission. The extra points in the final evaluation will instead sharply reduce the team's favorability towards you. You must know that the destruction of Cortmes was not just as simple as a traitor's counterattack, but also involved a head-on confrontation between the barbarian tribes and human civilization. And any great battle in this world is finalized at the negotiation table. So the humble can only kill with violence, but the noble can kill with words. Do you understand what it means?"