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It was also for this reason that Ifrit found his target at a glance - a huge flame that was burning quietly in the corner of this space.

Balrog.

The flames that burned ragingly in this space in the past have disappeared, and the Balrog voluntarily gave up control of this space, and found a corner at random to enter a state of autism.

It managed to run out once, and before it had time to catch its breath, it was almost hacked to death on the spot... If it hadn't caused Ifrit after its death, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to see the sun the next day.

Not being able to go out to make trouble, and even providing power to Ifrit, made the Balrog feel extremely aggrieved.But it has no room to resist, so it can only hide here and pretend to be an ostrich.As long as the kid who served as its host dies, it will be free...

Anyway, even if this little ghost lived to die of old age without disease or disaster, it would only be more than a hundred years, and he had plenty of time.

But Mrs. Ifrit didn't care so much. She jumped up and ran to Balrog's side, and shouted loudly, "Hey! Big balloon! Don't sleep, hurry up and get up!"

As if hearing Ifrit's shout, the flame that was slowly burning in midair trembled suddenly, and then quickly returned to calm.No matter how loud Ifrit yelled, there was no response.

What a joke, it's too late for the Balrog to take the initiative to hide from this brat, so how could he talk to her?

The moment Ifrit entered this space, the Balrog sensed her arrival.It's a pity that there are no obstacles in this space at all, even if the Balrog wanted to hide, he couldn't find a place to hide.In desperation, playing dead became its best choice.

[Be patient, just bear with it... When this brat gets tired of arguing, she will leave by herself. 】

Before, Ifrit had come to harass Balrog a few times, but children were usually impatient, Balrog would leave her aside for a while, and ifrit would leave by himself after feeling bored.

"Damn guy...he just ignores me?"

After shouting for a while, Ifrit also felt a little tired, so she sat cross-legged on the ground, rested for a while, and then shouted at the Balrog, "Hey, big balloon! I know you can hear I'll talk! If you ignore me, I won't leave this time!"

The Balrog ignored Ifrit.

Sitting on the ground for a while, Ifrit probably felt a little bored, she ran all the way not far away, and pulled the metal bed covered with a thin sheet, together with the few story books, to the place. In front of the Balrog.

Afterwards, Ifrit simply lay down on the bed and read a storybook.

Even though she had read these stories many times, Ifrit still read them with great interest, as if the Balrog didn't answer and just stayed here.

All changes in the outside world are seen by the Balrog.

【This nasty kid...】 Balrog thought depressingly in his heart.

If Ifrit stays here and doesn't leave, the Balrog really has nothing to do with her.

If that's the case... it's better to see what this kid wants to do, and the sooner the trouble is sent away, the better.

Thinking of this, the Balrog no longer huddled in the corner and pretended to be dead.

As the flames burned violently, the huge figure of the Balrog filled most of the space at once.It stared condescendingly at the small body below, and asked in a muffled voice, "Little devil! What do you want to do?"

Ifrit looked at the Balrog fearlessly, and shouted loudly,

"I want you to do me a favor!"

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The time scale in the spiritual world is completely different from reality. Ifrit fought a tug-of-war with Balrog in his inner world for several hours, only a few seconds passed in reality.

At this time, Li Ke was still thinking about the naming of the weapon, completely unaware that Ifrit had gotten so close.

After getting the help of Balrog, the plan in Ifrit's heart was actually half successful.

The Balrog can actually touch the outside world. However, this method requires the use of a large amount of origin stones to build its body and the permission of Ifrit. It is far less convenient than directly grabbing control of the body.

But now, the way to snatch the body has been blocked, and the only way for the Balrog to come out and move around is this... However, if it can't gain control of the body, it would rather not come out.

All Ifrit did was to open a hole and let it out.The source stone energy that makes up the body is all paid by Balrog himself, no matter how it is considered a blood loss, if it is not really impatient to be harassed, it would not want to come out.

"Little devil, what do you want me to do?"

As a faint phantom appeared behind Ifrit, the Balrog's voice sounded from the bottom of her heart.

"Did you see that sword? I want you to pick up that sword for my lord."

The communication between the two was done in Ifrit's inner world, so it didn't attract the attention of others.

【That's it? ? 】

Waking it from hibernation for such a trifle?For a moment, the Balrog even wanted to teach the stinky brat a lesson, but reason prevented it from doing this.

Teach Ifrit a lesson, it’s cool, but in the end it’s itself who suffers... It hasn’t forgotten,

【I will endure……】

Resisting the urge to lift the table on the spot, the Balrog condensed an arm into a solid body in mid-air as Ifrit said, and grabbed the sword on the table.

"oh oh!"

Seeing Balrog easily lift the heavy sword, Ifrit couldn't help shouting excitedly in his heart, "Big balloon, you are really powerful. Hurry up and give it to me!"

It's just that at this time, the Balrog has no time to pay attention to what Ifrit said.

It has been completely intoxicated by the power of that great sword.

[Strength, power is coming up continuously! 】

The moment it touched the lava sword, the undissipated energy remaining in the sword rushed into its body in an instant, causing the exposed body of the Balrog to swell more than a circle.

This is called power!The Balrog suddenly exuded a feeling that the whole world was under his control.

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and the Balrog thought he was all right again.