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Boom...
When the lighter fell onto the half-remaining Scarecrow, along with the bit of remaining human skin, they were instantly ignited.
This was also why Du Wei hadn't put it into his backpack at the beginning.
The flames blazed fiercely.
The fire, fueled by the Evil Spirit, was a strange crimson color. Its brightness pushed back the vast shadows, forcing even the nun to step back.
In an instant, Du Wei felt his stiff body return to normal.
There were still 34 seconds left, and the bus was slowly coming to a stop.
Du Wei didn't get off immediately; instead, he stood in front of the rear door, coldly watching the nun.
He was blocking the door, determined to trap the nun on the bus so she would die by the rules.
But as the half-body of the Scarecrow was already not big, and its form was very strange, the fire burned quickly once ignited.
Luckily, the faster it burned, the brighter the fire, and the further the nun kept from the back door.
