Gherlos' fingers rubbed back and forth restlessly, looking up at Ofili next to Field, and Rosaria who was sitting next to him with her chin supported by her hand. They had fought with Ofili before, and the other one was stunning, and it was obvious that he was the Chosen One. The other party did not burst out divine power, and his level could not be seen. With such a strong strength, it is impossible for him to abandon the strong and choose himself. With deep disappointment in his eyes, Gherlos said sadly: "Are you going to reward me to your men?" He had no one to rely on, and the other party was not only strong, but also had good character and looked good. He was a good choice no matter how you looked at it.
"Ah? Of course I won't reward him to my men." Field was shocked. He was the only one who could show off to others, so how could he show off to others. He could reward anything, and it was too scary to reward the Chosen One. Chemi lowered his eyelids, holding back his evil intentions and said in a bewitching tone: "Field, I advise you not to think about taking this little bitch in. It's best to kill her and get the artifact."
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