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In the sky.
The Apostle that had exploded into fireworks, was already blasted to pieces.
Ratatatata.
Every now and then, charred fragments of bone would fall from the sky.
Clack.
And finally.
A pitch-black skull happened to land not far from Yi Lin.
Its dark eye sockets seemed to silently lament the helplessness and frustration experienced before its death.
"!!"
Everyone who witnessed such a horrifying scene, with the heat wave in the sky not yet faded, involuntarily felt a chill down their spine, as if a large block of ice had been stuffed into it.
A "box" that only Yi Lin could see.
Fell from the sky.
The body was gone, but the box remained.
No matter.
Yi Lin reached out bare-handed toward the void.
And licked the package with the quickest speed.
Ah, no, opened the box.
The prompts for a number of Death Points and Chaos values that he had obtained were directly ignored by Yi Lin.
