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dong dong dong.

It's not just the woman who just went in that wants to get out of the siege, there are more things that don't know what it is.

They seem to have sensed the weakness of the user, and are struggling desperately at this moment.

While shaking, the secret instrument crazily absorbed Wang Jin's inspiration.

This kind of consumption is several times that of using the Medal of Courage at full strength, even in his heyday he couldn't last long.

Not to mention that Wang Jin is already covered in injuries, and his inspiration has only recovered a small part of the original.

"Damn."

Wang Jin gritted his teeth, desperately thinking about what to do next.

"call."

Meng Yu in the distance seemed to have sensed the change in the external situation, and his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Pollution in the dream world is deadly to the Unclean, even if she is favored.

Meng Yu first helped the governing bureau evacuate almost the entire old city's civilians, and then forcibly suppressed the human believers.

The price this little girl paid was no less than that of Wang Jin, and the consumption was quite large.

Even so, she was desperately trying to make all human followers unconscious before leaving the dream world.

"This is"

Meng Yu quickly glanced at the situation around him, and quickly made a judgment.

Although she didn't know what happened, she could see that Wang Jin was in trouble.

"She's awake too."

Han Dong narrowed his eyes to look at Meng Yu but ignored her, but was hesitating whether to help Wang Jin.

He knew that it was the most correct choice for Xiao Huzi to hand over the secret ceremony to Wang Jin.

Only his inspiration of the gang was strong enough to activate the unfamiliar Arcana, and only he could sustain the horrific cost of transporting the Arcana back to the Furnace Bolt.

But Wang Jin's condition is far worse than it looks, it is a miracle that he is not dead yet.

"Don't move, listen to me."

Wang Jin took a breath and reached out to stop Han Dong who was trying to help.

This strong man may be very capable of fighting, but he is absolutely incapable of controlling a scene that is about to get out of control.

Instead of losing combat effectiveness in order to maintain the operation of the secret ritual, it is better to save energy and deal with the next mess.

"Don't be too happy, it's not over yet."

Wang Jin frowned, and sat down on the floor to save energy.

"Among all the people here, only I can barely use the secret ritual."

"I'm in a bad state, and I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the moment when I send it back to the Furnace Bolt."

"She can't be allowed to break free in the urban area, she must be dealt with here."

The young man coughed, his pupils turned deep black.

He is fighting for time.

After a little feeling of the speed of inspiration passing, Wang Jin spoke again.

"We only have 5 minutes."

"Five minutes later, Liuli will break free from the shackles of the secret ritual and return to us again."

"So we have to be prepared during this time."

"Old Zhao, go find Liuli's heart."

"Others arrange the venue."

"Meng Yu, I have something to tell you."

Wang Jin frowned, there was no trace of panic on his pale face.

He came up with a solution in just a few seconds.

"it is good."

Zhao Guangming, whose breath was gradually fading, nodded, looking at Wang Jin with a hint of relief.

Han Dong grinned and responded.

In terms of seniority, they were all Wang Jin's seniors, but they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this at all.

This young man has a convincing aura. If anyone can solve the current problem, it can only be him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Guangming's figure disappeared in place.

He had to try his best to find Liuli's heart within 5 minutes, that was the only way to kill her.

Han Dong took a breath, and the frost and snow in front of him continued to spread, forming a hideous ice coffin.

Li Hui took out one after another strange metal spheres from the oversized box behind her, and placed them near the ice coffin.

The little fox flew up by the wind, constantly correcting the position of the bombs.

Leonard stood by Han Dong's side, helping him control the power of Bei Guo Zhi Frost.

With only 5 minutes, everyone is desperately planning the next battlefield.

Except Wang Jin and Meng Yu.

They stood facing each other away from the crowd, seeming to be discussing something.

"I can, at least let me try."

Meng Yu looked at Wang Jin, but the latter shook his head expressionlessly.

"You're smart, so you know where you're at."

The young man sighed, and tied up his long snow-white hair fluttering in the wind with a cloth strip torn from the inner lining.

This expensive custom trench coat has long since become dilapidated and scarred like its owner.

"You are seriously injured. Like me, you will die if you try to be brave."

Wang Jin pointed to Meng Yu's pale face like his own, and spoke slowly.

"I'm looking for you because I'm afraid that you will mess up and make that boy Tian Gou sad."

He looked into the eyes of the little loli in front of him with a serious face.

But the latter didn't waver at all, and still stared at Wang Jin.

The more this happened, the more mature Meng Yu's performance became, with a stubbornness and calmness that did not match his appearance.

The indifference and malice she had experienced since she was a child did not overwhelm her, but instead made the girl strong and reliable.

Even though her body was about to collapse, she still wanted to do something.

"Since it's feasible, why don't you let me do it?"

Meng Yu stretched out his hand to grab Wang Jin, his eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

"It's ridiculous."

The young man frowned, his tone tinged with contempt.

"Mixed races have never been recognized by human beings, why should you risk your life for those irrelevant wine bags and rice bags?"

"right"

Meng Yu nodded slowly, showing a suddenly realized expression.

After a while, the two pale figures laughed at the same time.

"You really look like you. Fortunately, I can vaguely feel what is happening outside in the dream world, otherwise I would have believed it."

Meng Yu patted Wang Jin's arm and smiled happily.

"I'm not the only one doing everything to protect human beings, Comrade Wang Jin."

"what."

Wang Jin smiled and shook his head, confirming with Meng Yu for the last time.

"You know there's a price to be paid for that, right?"

"know."

Meng Yu replied without any hesitation.

"Ugh"

Wang Jin shook his head, stopped talking, but turned and walked towards the large ice coffin that had gradually taken shape.

It is not appropriate to say that it is an ice coffin, it should be said that it is a cage made of ice.

It was almost the size of a room, and it was incredibly thick and solid. The inside was full of ferocious spikes, and the spikes were mixed with a strangely colored liquid, which should be the poison Zhao Guangming used.

The moment Liuli breaks free, she will be pierced by poisonous spikes and lose part of her ability to move.

In addition, even if an ice coffin of this size is cursed and disintegrated, it will be broken into pieces and buried Liuli tightly, preventing her from coming out.

More than a dozen metal spheres were placed around the ice coffin, and Wang Jin could tell at a glance that their positions had been carefully designed.

This arrangement can minimize the mutual influence of explosions, so that each shock bomb can exert its due power.

The rear blaster will roll into the hole created by the previous blaster, causing a steady stream of explosions.

Several flash bombs were stuffed inside the ice coffin, so as to interfere with Liuli without destroying the structure of the ice coffin.

"It should be almost there."

Wang Jin nodded, and stretched out his hand holding the metal book.

The secret ritual in his hand has begun to open and close slightly, as if something is about to rush out of the pages.

Throwing the secret instrument through the small hole specially left, Wang Jin frowned and waited.