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"Boy! Well done! It turns out that Bertha's death in your hands was really destined!" Pleasant explosions sounded one after another, and a strong figure slowly emerged. At this moment, Morris was walking out leisurely from the smoke. His clothes were tattered, making him look like a beggar, but they could not cover up his bronze and strong muscles.

"Tell me? How do you want to die?" Along with the shaking of the earth, Morris appeared in front of the black dragon like lightning. His speed was as fast as a cannonball fired from a gun, and he hit the black dragon hard, breaking hundreds of large trees in an instant, but his speed did not slow down.

At this time, Prince Cher, standing on Rachel's back, looked expressionlessly at the gloomy sky above the Burning Mountains, unaware that danger was approaching quietly. A small black dot appeared in the distant sky, and Prince Cher frowned slightly, "What is that?"

"Maybe it's a fly?" Rachel answered casually. Then the flower in his hand suddenly stopped, and the two of them fell straight down from the air.

"Rachel? What the hell are you doing?" Prince Cher asked in confusion, but soon he could no longer speak, because the howling wind blew Rachel and his men into pieces like a tornado, and the unidentified object went straight through the unfortunate Rachel, even turning Rachel into a meat paste in an instant. Prince Cher stepped on the branches with a livid face. The object continued to ravage the strange forest, and by the way, it also smashed the unknown flying objects into powder.

"Hey? Let me see who's the unlucky guy here? It's the sissy Prince Cher? We meet again? This world is really small." Morris suddenly appeared, startling Prince Cher. "Weren't you chasing someone else in front? Why are you here again?"

"I'm really sorry, I just accidentally killed one of your men!" Morris touched his head and laughed, as if he had just done something insignificant. After saying that, he chased after the black dragon.

But not long after, Morris stopped where he was again.

Morris had barely moved when he found himself back where he had started.

"Chel? What do you mean?" asked Morris, realizing something was wrong.

"What do I mean? Your question is a bit boring, isn't it?" Prince Cher glared at Morris angrily.

"Then how can I say it to make it more powerful? How can I know what you are thinking?"

"Only my opinion counts as my opinion. If you don't tell me, how can I know what you mean?" Prince Cher sneered.

Morris' eyes were cold, and he asked directly: "What do you mean by blocking me?"

"You killed one of my men! You said it's okay? You just walked away?" Prince Cher glanced down at his men. They were all trembling with fear under Morris's powerful force. If he didn't take action, he would lose face. He could have tolerated the previous things, but now that his mount was dead, he couldn't tolerate this anymore.

"I'll compensate you with a new mount. The thing I just punched away was a strange machine. It can run very fast on the ground!" Seeing Cher's skeptical look, Morris pointed at his tattered clothes and said, "This was blown up by the machine!"