Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

"Huh...I know...I know all about it!"

"But I... really can't do it!"

"Spiritual Race... Spiritual Race must live!"

"If I don't submit to them, they will definitely take the spirits out of their anger!"

"Palace Master! Please... let me go! Let go of the Spirit Race..."

Lingshang's head knocked on the ground, making a violent roar.

Fang Fan's eyes remained silent from beginning to end.

There are some lies, you can actually believe your own words when you say them...

But what about the fact? Is that really the case?

This kind of clumsy lie can't stand scrutiny at all, and even... a little verification, it will be cool!

"Is it?"

"It's not because you see that I have no hope of coming back alive, and those eighth-rank forces have promised you a place for a ninth-rank force in the Spirit Race, so... you're excited?"

"Haha... Some things don't need to be scrutinized too much, of course, they can't be scrutinized!"

"If you hadn't led the way for those intruders, the formations of the Human Emperor's Palace might not be so easy to destroy, right?"

"And... only you know about the restrictions around the Temple of the Wild God. After all, you were the great priest of the Lord of the Wild God!"

"Your betrayal has caused heavy losses to the warriors of the Imperial Palace!"

"Don't say it so righteously, what you do, after all, is only yourself!"

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes quickly gathered together.

"Patriarch! Fight with him! Why should my Spiritual Race be subservient to the Human Race!"

"That's right! My Spirit Race is the supreme race!"

"Patriarch! They weren't going to leave us alive anyway! Kill them!"

"Patriarch, I took a group of humans hostage, let's escape!"

The discussion on this side is not over yet, on the other side, a group of fully-armed Terran soldiers have caught a group of Terran survivors from somewhere...

How indifferent their eyes seemed! They put butcher knives on the necks of these human races and swore their existence to Fang Fan in a persecuting gesture.

Fang Fan's eyes gradually became indifferent... more and more indifferent...

"Kaitian... Kaitian was caught by them!"

"Master Hall Master, save Kaitian!"

In the crowd, an old man came over, Fang Fan glanced at it, and Zhou Ba, the head of the Zhou family in Jiangcheng, came over anxiously.

In the distance, a group of Spirit Race soldiers walked out with Zhou Kaitian, who was covered in scars.

Generally speaking, those who are injured can be cured with a King-level Healing Card.

Since there are so many injuries on Zhou Kaitian's body, he can only explain one point. He has been fatally injured ten times before, and he has used up ten opportunities to use the healing card every day.

So the current state is... empty and healing card, but it can only be used until tomorrow!

And just now, when Fang Fan led his army to kill all the invading forces, these Spirit Race soldiers sneaked into the Shrine of the Wild God and took Zhou Kaitian hostage.

Lingshang on the side was already heartbroken.

But seeing Zhou Kaitian being held hostage, his eyes suddenly lit up...

He was very aware of Zhou Kaitian's position in Fang Fan's mind.

To put it bluntly, that is to be treated as a brother!

Holding him hostage, Spirit Race, there may be hope!

Lingshang rushed over and over, with even more surprise on his face!

"Fang Fan! Let me and the Spirit Clan go! Otherwise Zhou Kaitian will die!"

"As long as our Spirit Race is still alive, Zhou Kaitian can live!"