On the three-foot red platform, Fang Jiu's hands and feet were tied up with magic ropes. The ground was hot volcanic rock. Someone threw a stone into it and fell into the volcanic rock. No fragments of his armor were left behind after being destroyed by the lava.
There was disgust in everyone's eyes, as if the woman had done something heinous and unforgivable.
"Demon girl, hand over the hosta monster"
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"You're getting more and more interesting, girl. I'm a little reluctant to kill you. Just leave. I won't kill you anymore."
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"Ajiu, if we finally have a battle..."
"Then let's fight!"
