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Instead, Leonard Churchill is more interested in studying the Useless Great Sword in his hand.

Leonard glanced at the detective Robin Smith, received a meaningful glance in return, and pursed his lips.

Although curious about why this guy made a move, there was no time to ask.

Looking to the other side, Catherine Carter’s condition was very grim.

Her wounds could not recover, having just endured a battle, she was now on the edge of life and death.

Leonard thought for a moment, and then suddenly, he disappeared from the spot.

…

A few hundred meters away, Catherine Carter, who was in the midst of a brutal battle, had not recovered, when a tall figure appeared within her sight, instantly appearing by her side.

Upon identifying the stranger, she did not resist.

Then, someone picked her up by the waist and raced towards the depths of the ruins.

Being carried away so quickly, Catherine Carter could not help but vomit a mouthful of fresh blood.

Chasing soldiers were still in hot pursuit behind them.

But it was clear that the werewolf was faster.

The wind flung past her pale face, Catherine’s golden hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She looked at the werewolf holding her, there was an uncanny feeling in her expression: “I’ve been saved by this guy again… ”

From the moment she was stopped by Lieutenant Colonel Bolton, the Elder Miss of the Lionheart family was prepared to face death.

However, much to her surprise, after all sorts of unexpected twists and turns, she had actually survived?

What exactly was this guy’s story? Who was the Demon God behind the Clown illusion? Why would Detective Robin Smith intervene? And what was that Great Sword…

Although they were surviving for the time being.

Catherine’s mind was filled with questions.

The werewolf dashed through the ruins like it was solid ground, he jumped over pits and climbed over buildings. Before long, they could no longer hear the sound of pursuers behind them.

It seemed they’d run quite a distance.

It seemed temporarily safe.

The tense atmosphere between the two gradually relaxed.

As the Phantom of the Demon God faded away, Catherine was suppressing her own violently fluctuating injuries. At this moment, she also felt the backlash from using the Demon God Forbidden Skill, her condition was extremely bad.

However, before she could recover her breath, she suddenly felt that Leonard, who was by her side, was in big trouble!

This guy’s heartbeat had suddenly stopped!

Leonard Churchill had suddenly shifted from his werewolf form back to his human form. The light in his eyes instantly dimmed, as if life had left them.

His white hair was particularly conspicuous in the dark.

The two of them were currently jumping between high buildings dozens of meters above the ground, and suddenly began free-falling.

Catherine watched herself fall from mid-air, her face shocked.

But her first instinct was to grab hold of Leonard, wanting to pull him to her side.

However, the backlash from the Demon God Forbidden Skill came on very suddenly.

Catherine could not hold on, her face turned pale and she lost consciousness.

They tumbled down together.

…

Leonard Churchill thought he must be dead.

He didn’t know how long had passed.

He struggled to open his eyes.

There was an immediate wave of pain, as if a thousand needles were stabbing into his muscles.

A splitting headache like a hangover, his thoughts felt as if they were being ripped apart.

“Where am I?”

Leonard Churchill felt as if he could see a flickering campfire in his fuzzy vision.

As if it was the first time he had passed through into Alternate Dimension 407, his condition was a total mess.

Had he time-travelled again?

He’d died once before, so it wasn’t unfamiliar.

Leonard sensed his Curse Power, instinctively wanting to use the self-healing Secret Skill to remove the uncomfortable state of his body.

However, at this moment, a cold voice warned him: “You better not use that ‘Undying Curse’ Secret Skill again. If you break off your life span, I can’t guarantee I can save you again.”

It was at this point that Leonard realised there was someone next to him.

He focused his eyes and saw that he was lying next to a red, blazing campfire.

When he looked in the direction where the voice came from, he faintly saw a man with a cloak.

After a moment, Leonard felt his consciousness clear up.

He remembered, wasn’t this cloaked person the one who had stolen the angel from the Deep Pit Secret Realm and wounded him?

Did he save me?

Or am I being held hostage?

After a few seconds, Leonard’s vision had cleared up completely.

There were broken bricks all around, and it looked like a certain part of the ruins.

Catherine was nowhere in sight.

Opposite him, there was only this mysterious man.

And this guy, was playing with his Storage Ring, seemingly very interested in the contents.

Leonard knew he was facing a top-level powerhouse, whom he could not compete against.

But he didn’t like it when others coveted his personal belongings.

Moreover, that Storage Ring held a different meaning, it contained too many sensitive items.

He spoke directly: “Senior, although I’m grateful that you saved my life. That Storage Ring is a gift from a friend.”

Listening to his words, the man in the cloak responded with an amused tone: “Heh, your stuff?”

As he spoke, he looked at the Storage Ring in front of him with a touch of regret: “Oh, that’s right. That girl entrusted the Garcia Family’s heirlooms to you. So now, it’s yours.”

“…”

Hearing this, Leonard’s expression froze upon realization!

Just by the tone of his voice, he immediately guessed who this person was!