"Best, I can''t take it anymore!"


    A sound transmission fell into the ear.


    Hearing Lord Black Flame''s voice, Best couldn''t help gritting his teeth.


    The powerful perception of the eighth-level legend fed back the appearance of Lord Black Flame fleeing in a hurry into its consciousness.


    Let it get angry for a while, almost contaminated with Kratos''s destructive flame.


    "waste!"


    Best couldn''t help but scolded Hei Yan through voice transmission.


    What are you saying to me?


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