These ghost beasts were like having a sumptuous dinner.

When Chen Zhao and Lisfal saw Ro Aman, he was pounced on the ground by a ghost beast.

The ghost beast did not kill him directly.

Instead, he was chewing on his arm.

Rohman howled: "Save me...Save me...Mr. Risfar...Save me."

Chen Zhao looked back at Risfar: "How is it, is it relieved?"

Risfal's body was a little stiff.

He doesn't care about Rohman's life or death.

But there are so many ghost beasts around.

He was not sure whether Chen Zhao could handle it.

"Chan, are you sure you can handle it?" Risfal asked uncertainly: "If there is no way, you can leave first, and I will hide in that dungeon first."

"I crossed the North Atlantic to save you. Do you think I will give up on you at this time?"

"You cross the North Atlantic Ocean? How did you do it?"

"Are you very touched?" Chen Zhao grinned.

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you now."

"Okay, I won't be kidding, let's solve these troubles first." Chen Zhao moved his hands and feet: "I just warmed up, and now I can officially start."

For Chen Zhao, the previous battle with the rebels was just a warm-up exercise.
Chapter completed!