My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Ailian's eyes were blazing with anger, and she growled:

"Get lost!"

She would never believe anything the other person said again!

But this kind of lowly gaze with pornographic connotations still made her furious!

For the first time, Ailian hated her own poor tongue so much.

She couldn't even find enough words to vent her anger and scold the other person!

She even had to worry that she would be led astray by the other person and ridiculed and teased after she opened her mouth!

Carl pretended not to hear anything.

He continued to move his eyes downward, bent down and forcefully pulled open her left hand that was not stepped on.

The deep nail marks on the palm were shocking.

As soon as it was opened, blood dripped.

Carl laughed even more wantonly.

"Look, a useless person who can only hurt himself when he gets angry. Do those idiots think you can escape the Giant Oak Forest alone?"

"I'm afraid that if you meet a magician who comes here to train, you will be regarded as a burden!"

Alian gritted her teeth, almost biting her gums.

She tried her best to move, but it was in vain.

Despair overwhelmed her like a tide, and she closed her eyes tightly.

She had the worst premonition in her heart.

However.

Carl suddenly let go and stepped back with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Why, do you think I'm interested in your body?"

"I'm not interested in a tomboy with scars all over my body. It hurts to touch it!"

He clapped his hands, as if he had just completed a boring task.

"Those idiots are easy to deal with, but the old immortal is not easy to deal with. I won't let you die in my hands."

"Just now I just wanted to check your cultivation again, but now it seems completely unnecessary."

Carl sneered.

"I actually worry that a fool has a back-up plan to show weakness."

If that's the case.

He should also destroy his only evidence of guilt.

The magic beams in his hands converged.

Aryan's shattered right hand, along with the entire palm, was cut into pieces by the strong wind!

"Ugh!"

Aryan gritted her teeth and swallowed the groan that was about to reach her mouth.

Her expression was even more shocked than when she found out that Carl was the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Splitting Wind Scythe Weasel! Advanced wind magic!"

"Have you really surrendered to the God of Storms?!!"

She shouted with all her strength: "You are the pagan!"

Aryan originally thought that what Carl did was just to frame her and slander her for believing in other gods.

But who knew that Carl would do such a thing.

The spell she used in front of everyone was not an illusion or disguise!

It's just that someone else cast the spell!

Aryan's voice trembled with anger.

"Is it you who caused the magic backlash on me?"

If it weren't for the magic backlash that appeared for unknown reasons.

She wouldn't have fallen to this point!

Obviously, she had been preparing for several years to leave.

Even if the action was hasty, the success rate of escape would not be low!

Carl looked at her approvingly.

"After guessing for so long, I finally guessed one of the things right. Unfortunately, I realized it too late."

"Only the truth is the most perfect trap. Otherwise, do you think the old man can easily fool it?"

Of course, only when a real pagan appears can Aryan's name as a pagan be confirmed.

Only then can all her retreats be cut off at once!

Then.

Then destroy her cultivation and eliminate the possibility of the other party's rise!

"You betrayed the Frost Moon Goddess, and you will be punished one day!" Aryan roared.

"Betrayal? Now you are the betrayer in everyone's eyes!" Carl sneered, "Even if I really have retribution, you will definitely not see it!"

"I will be the first one to witness your end!"

"Don't worry, I will be able to leave this damn place in no more than half a day. Guess why?"

"Hahahaha!"

...

On the tree.

Ye Zhi listened to the increasingly harsh and unpleasant laughter below and yawned in boredom.

He commented lightly:

"Another typical example of a villain dying because of talking too much."

But the other party talked too much, and he was sleepy listening to it.

Ye Zhi changed to a more comfortable sitting position to avoid accidentally falling down and exposing his whereabouts.

"What a boring story."

Let's finish it quickly, finish it early, so that he can go down early!

Blame the senior magician named Carl for his overly cautious personality.

He said that Alian would never rise, but his body was honestly waiting in place, ready to see the other party die with his own eyes.

He had no choice but to stay in the tree and listen to the whole story of the protagonist and the villain having completely different combat power.

Under the tree.

Carl didn't laugh for long.

The sound of monsters colliding in the distance was getting louder and louder.Until the second and third monsters made similar noises.

His smile froze at the corners of his mouth, and then he quickly turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Seeing the shaking treetops, Carl was stunned.

"Is it really a migration of monsters?!"

Originally, when they saw other people running away timidly when they encountered some movement.

He still sneered in his heart, and was scared like this by a little movement.

Just let this group of cowardly idiots give him some space to clean up his hands.

As a result, the monsters really rushed in the direction where they were? !

Carl looked at Alian, who was dying on the ground, unwillingly, and gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, I don't think you can run away! It's a good thing for you to die in the monster's mouth!"

Then he turned around and his figure quickly sank into the depths of the dense forest.

The noise made by the monsters in the distance became louder and louder.

However, Alian's consciousness became more and more blurred due to blood loss.

She was full of endless unwillingness in her heart.

"Is this really my final fate?" She murmured unwillingly.

Her chaotic mind suddenly became clear.

No!

She didn't want it!

An unprecedented desire to survive broke through the shackles of her body like a torrent.

Alian opened her eyes again and struggled to stretch her left hand forward.

Grab the ground and use force!

Her fingertips left shocking blood marks on the rough ground.

Unfortunately, her body did not move at all and her position did not change at all.

Alian did not give up.

She blocked out the noisy sounds that were getting closer and closer and continued to try.

Gradually.

The range of motion of her left hand became larger and larger, and more and more parts of her body could move.

Alian stretched out her right hand without a palm.

As soon as she exerted force, strands of azure blue blood continued to flow out of the wound on her wrist.

"I want to...live!"

Alian screamed with all her strength, making a sound as thin as a mosquito.

She supported herself with her right elbow and tried to crawl forward.

A strange voice came from the side.

"Wow! Your artery is open, and you're still crawling?"