Ralph Arrived

Boom!!

As soon as Flanders finished speaking.

In the cold courtyard outside, several extremely powerful auras suddenly appeared.

"Captain... Save me!"

At this moment, the dying curly-haired man on the ground spoke.

Bang!!

The sound reached the curly-haired man's ears.

The curly-haired man opened his eyes. In his despairing pupils, he saw a young man with a strange smile on his face. He immediately took out a black scythe and lowered his head to look at him with a smile.

What was he trying to do?

The curly-haired man widened his eyes.

He had a guess in his heart, and he despaired as could be!

The scarecrow was going to kill him!

"Captain...!"

"Save... me!"

At this moment, the curly-haired man was extremely afraid.

He did not want to die yet. He was not even thirty years old. He wanted to live longer!