Speaking of this, I still didn't react when I saw Lynch, but Stan was already exhausted and carefully observed Lynch's face and said, "Well, I know this, and there is also the little bit of monster hair, which has been taken away. Look at me..."

Aside from speaking, Stan is begging for mercy...

But before Lynch could speak, Palin looked at Lynch first and said, "That's the guy is useless, so is it going to be..."

"You, you can't do this!" Stan was planning to do that, and he seemed to have hope of getting out of here. When he heard this, his little face suddenly turned pale: "We have already agreed, I'll tell you all this, let me have a way out! You, you can't ignore your trust!"

"Have you agreed?" Palin sneered, "Yes, Mafamerin has agreed to you, but I haven't agreed to you yet. I'll do it. I'll do it. Is there any problem?"

"How can you do this? Being a person must be trustworthy..." Stan was about to cry.

Palin didn't need to pay attention to Stan's words, but looked at Lynch and said, "It's also a drag on us to take him with me. I'll kill him here and bury him, so Casman won't notice it."

"No need..." Lynch thought about it, but refused.

To be honest, Palin's suggestion is really reliable. It removes trouble without leaving any trouble. Moreover, it also actively proposes to take action by itself...

Most importantly, this is also a hunting tradition that has been maintained for hundreds of years. Even if nothing is exposed, it will not cause any major consequences...

If it were another time, Lynch would agree. After all, Lynch would not be polite to such a person who had no intention of being good at the beginning.

But now, the situation is a little different...

Maybe this guy can play another role...

At this time, Stan didn't know what he was going to welcome. He collapsed on the ground and shivered. When he saw no one paying attention to him, his begging for mercy became weaker and his face turned pale...

Palin seemed to be ready to be an executioner and controlled Stan under his command...

"How about it? Have you considered it? Isn't it just killing someone?" Palin was a little impatient: "Or I'll do it, my father said that every mage has taken a long list of blood footprints..."

"Does your dad have any misunderstandings about the mage?" Lynch rolled his eyes and glanced at Stan, who looked as if he was dead, and said, "Let him go."

"How can that work!"

After the words came to an end, Palin immediately objected fiercely.

As for the great master Hawking, he didn't say anything, just looked at Lynch and wanted to know what he wanted to do. After all, in Hawking's opinion, this young master was indeed damn. Even if Palin killed him, there would be no problem.

"Listen to me." Before the two of them could speak, Lynch looked at Stan, whose face was flushing and continued: "Of course, there are conditions."

"Condition?" Stan was stunned at first, unable to think of anything else worth raising the conditions, but suddenly a flash of inspiration: "I understand, I understand, I will definitely not tell Casman that you have caught. And after I go out, I will ask my father to give you gold coins, a lot of gold coins!"

"Not this, please tell me and Casman, and I will ask me to cooperate with him and hunt that monster together. After the matter is done, you can save people... and I want the monster's magic core."

"Ah?" Stant was a little confused: "Work, cooperate?"

After hearing this information all at once, Stan couldn't turn his mind. He was obviously an enemy just now, and even wanted his own life, so why is he working together now?

Will this turn be a little quick?

"But, why do you want to cooperate with us?"

As soon as he asked this sentence subconsciously, Stan wished he could slap himself twice. Damn, is he sick in his brain? No matter what request he made, he would just agree now.

If I feel like I'm too talkative again, I'm just out of the way to kill it on the spot.

At that moment, Stan nodded and said, "No problem, no problem, isn't it just a cooperation? We have more partners, so it's not bad for you... I mean, I'm going to convince Casman that we can kiss you in the future. I'm going to kiss you anyway, anyway, it's absolutely fine."

"Okay." Lynch nodded: "You just need to convey the meaning. What other magic core do you need? Then we will provide it, oh, there is one more thing, bring me something and stretch out your arms."

"Ah? Oh..." Stant was a little confused, but thinking that he would be able to leave soon, he didn't care about this, so he quickly stretched out his arm.

Immediately afterwards, a sudden pain on my right arm.

"Damn..."

Stant immediately took a breath, and when he looked, he realized that the person in front of him had taken out a crystal pen from somewhere and focused on drawing some stripes on his arm...

As the arms were drawn more and more, Stan realized that those stripes were combined together, just an alchemy array.

Could it be that you are a spy and use this alchemy array to communicate?

Or maybe you can use this alchemy array to harm people or something?

But no matter what effect he has, as long as it is an alchemy array, I am from the Crimson Demon Realm and have countless people who are studying various alchemy arrays. As long as I can go back, some of them will be erased by the Crimson Demon Realm masters.

While Stan was thinking about it, Lynch had already completed the carving. He put away the crystal pen and said, "Okay, this is an alchemy array. You go back and find someone to erase it."

"Ah?" Stan was immediately shocked and sweated in a cold sweat, and quickly expressed his opinion: "No, no, I will definitely not let others see this magic circle, otherwise, I will be struck by lightning."

"Anyway, it's up to you... This is an alchemy explosion that delays the explosion. If no one helps you erase it within three days, you will be blown into a ball of minced meat."

"What?" Stant was shocked and looked carefully. After a moment, he recognized the effect of the runes. It really had the effect of detonating the magic power in his body.

His face suddenly turned pale. This, this, this, it seemed to be a delayed explosion array.

When he thought of the scene where he turned into a minced meat, Stan could not wait until he went back to find someone to erase it, so he began to subconsciously analyze it himself.

As a result, after this analysis, Stan's forehead was sweating more and more...

An encryption lock is also superimposed on this delay explosion array.
Chapter completed!