Fathion's defense was not weak.
"How could I be a demon?! If I were it, how could I be stupid enough to poison myself?!"
"If I were a devil and wanted to kill you, how could I use this... this kind of poison that can only stun people? When I was in the army, I have seen the kind of poison that can melt people instantly. Poison-smoke!”
"And those jackals, if I were a demon, me, how could I be hurt?!"
Next, the farmers who were sent by Darien to check the house also came back. One of them told us that he found black blood stains on the back kitchen window of Fashion's house. Next to the blood stains was a row of deep He wiped some of the brown liquid stain back with his sleeve.
The things on the scrap of cloth were lifeless.
Dallion stepped forward and looked at it carefully. Then, he recited something in a low voice. Suddenly, pure golden holy light erupted from his eyes. The holy light swept over and the dark brown liquid stains immediately burned. When it rises, the flame is yellow-green, just like the devil's evil fire!
It spread with a breath, bringing out an overwhelming heat wave that startled everyone.
"oh!"
Fortunately, it only burned for a moment, and a second later, the red fire in the fireplace occupied the entire hall again.
"Oh..." Suddenly, Dallion staggered back. If I hadn't grabbed his arm immediately, he would have hit the corner of the table behind him.
"Oh my God!"
"Watch out!" the farmers screamed.
"What's wrong?! Young Master?!" Ricky grabbed the handle of the chair tightly and asked anxiously, "Did the flames hurt you?!"
"It's okay, it's okay..." He covered his abdomen with both hands and slowly sat down on the chair beside me with my support. "Sorry, I'm just, a little, a little uncomfortable."
I knelt on one knee in front of him and looked up at him worriedly. I saw beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, sticking his hair to his face. His white lips kept trembling, and his throat was struggling. I felt like he might faint at any time. At that moment, I suddenly thought of something, "Oh my god... you have exhausted your magic power, Dallion?"
"Shh--Messiah, oh... I'm in pain." He weakly came close to my ear and told me in a very low voice, "Please help me go upstairs, I don't want them to see me."
