Harris's body was also full of burns; however, it seemed he had found a hidden place to hide, so the burns on his body were not too serious.
At this time, Harris's hands were placed on the ground, and the entire area around him was dyed black like ink.
From the blackened area around Harris, a black line like the shadow of a string connected from there to Lathel's shadow.
"Is it painful?" Harris laughed fiercely: "This is the pain I endured when my family was killed."
"No, that's not enough. I must cut you into a hundred pieces and use your head as a sacrifice for the souls of my dead family."
Lathel frowned, not knowing what the hell Harris was talking about; however, he didn't care too much.
He felt that his heart was in extreme pain, it was to the point that he almost fainted from the pain.
