"Huff! Huff huff!"
Kevin leaned against the wall and panted heavily. The cigarette he had been chewing on had already burned up.
This magic tool had a certain addictive effect. In addition to being able to burn for a long time and taste more mellow, it could also reduce the negative effects of the user to a certain extent.
For example, exhaustion, pain…Of course, the reduction would not be too great. After all, under normal circumstances, the effects of magic tools were linked to the price. With Kevin's capital, it was naturally impossible for him to smoke high-end magic cigarettes.
Because escaping was too exciting, the cigarette burned so quickly.
"Are you leaving?"
Lauren leaned against the wall and listened to the rolling thunder gradually fade away. He finally heaved a sigh of relief and slowly slid down the wall.
" They're finally gone. We're safe for now…"
When the others heard this, the tension in their hearts gradually relaxed.
