“You can’t escape either, Lord Sect Master.”

Lin Ze smiled, and his slender fingers tapped lightly and rhythmically on the table.

Almost synchronized with the heartbeat of the sect leader.

His expression became more and more hideous, and it was not out of anger at the other party’s words, but excitement.

“You are not ordering, but threatening.”

The sect leader smiled viciously, and his delicate facial features seemed to be torn apart.

“It’s just a different story.”

A contemptuous smile appeared on Lin Ze’s face.

“Can you do it?”

“You can try it.”

Lin Ze pointed at the sect leader’s arm,

“Hold out your hand.”

“Oh?”

The sect leader did not go against Lin Ze’s words, and he himself was curious about what kind of magic the young man in front of him could show himself.

“Sect Master, you have the ability to help others heal their wounds, I believe that such a convenient ability is also useful to yourself.”

Lin Ze’s right hand stretched out his index finger and gently rested on the sect leader’s arm, and his smooth and fair skin was slightly sunken.

“That’s right, any wound can heal, whether it’s a burn or a knife wound, in just a few seconds, I can become intact, so your threatening words to me…”

“Come and wait and see.”

The corners of Lin Ze’s mouth raised, and his index finger was replaced by lava in an instant, and hot heat emanated from his fingers – the hard rock instantly cut through the sect leader’s skin, revealing flesh and blood, and the hot magma on it would be charred black by the squeezed skin.

The sect leader’s brows twitched slightly, presumably the pain in his arm was extremely intense, but he bit his lips, even if his teeth were embedded in the flesh and flesh, he did not make a sound.

“Okay.”

Lin Ze raised his hand, and his fingers turned back into flesh and blood, but it had already left nearly a fraction of a meter of scorched scars on the sect leader’s arm, and the three smells of smell, burning skin, and incense mixed together, making the air cloudy,

“Come and treat yourself.”

The sect leader covered the wound with the palm of his other hand, but then his brows furrowed, and his face began to show a trace of nervousness.

The pain did not disappear, as if an invisible torch was clinging to the burned part, allowing the pain to continue to spread to the flesh, like thousands of ants eating his body and trampling his bones.

The sect leader removed his palm, and the wound was still lying on his arm.

“Why…”

His eyes were complicated, puzzled, and surprised.

And joy.

This is precisely the [Severe Injury] ability of the [Armor of Thorns] on Lin Ze’s body, which can greatly weaken the healing effect of the other party.

“Now, do you still think you can run away?”

Lin Ze gently patted the other party’s shoulder,

“Live or die, choose one.”

“Single choice, it’s a little too boring.”

The sect leader looked at the wound on his arm, and the joy on his face was not concealed in the slightest,

“How is this done? Being able to cause such damage can also prevent my self-healing… ”

“Dead, that’s boring, there’s nothing.” There is at least hope in being alive, isn’t there? ”

Lin Ze’s expression was more playful,

“Dogs have dog fun, too.”

“Oh yes? Do you want me to be your dog? ”

“You’re already a dog, it’s just a reason to live or die.”

Although Lin Ze’s tone was calm, the sect leader could feel the murderous aura that was like magma.

“So what do I do?”

Without thinking for long, the sect leader nodded and re-hid his true self under the seemingly ordinary skin.

“Just continue to disguise yourself with your good appearance and do what your sect leader should do.”

Lin Ze looked at the statue in the room and showed a smile,

“Let me be a faith in the path of stability.”

The sect leader was first surprised when he heard this, although he laughed again,

“So that’s the case, you value religion more than our army.”

“Soldiers control the people without bloodshed, isn’t this what you Anning Dao did?”

Lin Ze stretched out his hand and gently stroked the statue, there was some dust on the upper area, he was not ready to kill the other party, because the sect leader is like a god for them, if you kill the sect leader rashly, it will only arouse the anger of the believers, although their small fights are not put in Lin Ze’s eyes, but it has a bad impact on the people’s impression and reputation of Lin Ze.

“I take back my words.”

The smile gradually froze, and the sect leader’s expression changed to his usual seriousness again,

“You’re interesting enough, and I’m sure things will be interesting enough after that.”

But Lin Ze did not answer the Sect Leader’s words again, but looked at Berwick who was standing on the side, at this time, he was already soulless, his eyes were dull, and the stains and stench on his body did not awaken his thinking, standing here like a soulless walking dead.

“Hey, Berwick.”

“Ah! What the? ”

Berwick was startled by Lin Ze’s voice, and he knelt directly on the ground, his forehead resting on the filth he dripped on the ground.

“What a thing! Lord Linze? ”

“Have you met Ernest recently?”

“Yes!”

Berwick’s body curled up and trembled slightly, even his voice was faint.

“Then do you know if he has obtained a new [Imperial Tool]?”

“Know, know… It was I who paid tribute to him. It was originally found by the believers outside the city and dedicated to me, but I couldn’t use it… ”

Berwick didn’t even have the courage to look up.

“So, you don’t know his abilities either?”

Lin Ze shook his head and cast his gaze out the window.

“I know.”

The Sect Leader looked at Lin Ze, and Berlick who was kneeling on the ground was creepy, he had never informed the Sect Leader of the existence of this [Imperial Tool], it seemed that his ability to know people’s hearts was by no means fiction.

“It’s called [Domination Orb]…”

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