Although Fang Cheng failed to kill Ma Tong Yanye, his body was burned to pieces by the flames, and even if he regained consciousness, he could not move in a short time.

His magic power needs to be stimulated by the imprint worm in the body, and now that the Tong Mansion is gone, there is no place for him to adjust the rate, and in a short period of time, Lancelot cannot become an irritating-stirring stick like the original.

Fang Cheng looked at the watch on his left wrist, it was already lunch time.

Of course, he will not plan to eat on time, after all, in the past, in order to snipe targets, let alone eat on time, it was common for him to maintain a posture for a day or more.

He is not like some big stomach king, who wants to kill people if he doesn’t eat a meal.

“Speaking of that guy, though…”

As soon as he thought of that enemy, Fang Cheng thought of a new urban legend.

In Fuyuki’s new capital, as soon as it is meal time, a blonde girl, accompanied by a silver-haired noblewoman, selects today’s ‘victim’.

They don’t do anything bad, they just choose a restaurant to eat, and there is only one reason why this kind of thing has become an urban legend.

The blonde girl ate too much, and several times directly tired the chef and ate all the ingredients, which made the boss and employees panic.

Even if he guessed with his feet, Fang Cheng could guess that this was Alice Phil taking Artoria to eat in Xindu.

“Perhaps, you can also try that power a little.”

Parking the car on the side of the road, Fang Cheng, who walked out of the car, quietly came to the necessary road from the new capital to the snow city.

On this desolate road, for the first time, he completely released the power of the follower in his body.

The muscles on the hands suddenly swelled a little, and the clothes on the body changed into blue tights, and the most important thing was….

– His head, turned into a mouthful, a lion’s head full of steel teeth and sharp teeth.

“The dreamer left me a lot of things, but this one I haven’t used to this day. Now, let me try it a little bit – how far this W.F.D. can restrain those mysteries. ”

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“Eh, this… This is?! ”

As usual, the young Shinji Makiri returned from Fuyuki Kindergarten to the neighborhood where he lived.

However, the sight in front of him plunged him into shock.

It’s not fear, it’s simply incomprehensible….

Why has my home disappeared?

Orange flames kept eating away at the remains of the house.

The crowds coming and going around kept shouting anxiously.

“No one in this house needs rescue, go to the right first!”

“There are people here who have serious burns, and immediately send him to the hospital for emergency treatment!”

In the midst of that noisy shout, Shinji finally understood what was happening around his house.

This street, ignited by man-made fire houses, burned the surrounding streets with their own mansions as loyalty.

Even if these rescuers and firefighters come very well, all they can do is to rush to the rescue.

As for the matter of destroying the flames, even the six-year-old Shinji knew that the power of human beings was too small in the face of this flame.

The breathing became rapid, the heartbeat accelerated to the extreme, and the child’s face finally shed a drop of cold sweat because of the irrepressible feelings.

The current Shinji Ma Kiri, not the scum who massacred his classmates and abused his sister ten years later, as a six-year-old child, when he found out that his hometown had been bombed, the first thing that came to his mind was nothing but fear…

“Dad! Uncle Yanye! ”

Of course, he was worried about his loved ones.

However, the people around, looking at this child, couldn’t bear to turn their heads sideways.

They, as people who arrived earlier than children, certainly knew….

——In this flame, his relatives may have been buried in the fire.

However, the child’s cry was answered at this time.

It was a voice that made him feel a chill.

That voice, distorted so that it didn’t look like it could be made by a human at all, was shrill and hoarse.

Moreover, what made Shinji feel terrified was …

“Shinji, my good grandson…”

The voice that came from the shadows was a little similar to the dirty inkstone between his grandfather.

“Grandpa and your father and uncle, it’s okay, you come to Street 38 right away, I’ll let you meet them.”

To be honest, there are too many loopholes in this sentence, and Shinji didn’t like this shady grandfather very much, but…

A wonderful force affected his brain, and the moment he heard this whisper, he actually had a strange thought.

Listen to grandpa, there will definitely be no mistake.

The dazed child suddenly stopped crying, and in the eyes of everyone, he ran out towards another street without looking back.

A few minutes later, Shinji arrived at Street 38 and did not see his father and uncle.

In its place, a fat bug that is annoying is constantly wriggling on the ground.

At the hint of magic, he picked up the bug that made him want to step on it off, and immediately …

“Hmph, good.”

Ma Tong dirty ink, in one breath drilled into the child’s mouth, came to his body, not even a second, the child’s body was controlled by this old magician.

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