Chapter Index

    “Bang!”

    The palm hit Isabel on the head, but Ye Fan withdrew half of his strength.

    Isabel’s body trembled suddenly, then slowly fell down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

    “Isabelle!”

    Mark’s heart tightened, he knelt on the ground, opened the sturdy helmet, and checked Isabel’s condition.

    At this moment, Isabel suddenly opened her eyes.

    Her eyes were full of confusion and confusion, but there was also a glint of familiarity.

    “Ye Fan…is that you?”

    Isabel’s voice was weak and hoarse, with a touch of joy and grievance: “Am I dreaming, or am I already dead?”

    Ye Fan was ecstatic. He held Isabel’s hand tightly: “It’s me, Isabel, you finally woke up!”

    Isabel looked at Ye Fan, her eyes full of affection and sorrow: “Master Ye, Master Ye, it’s really you, I finally see you, you have lost weight…”

    Ye Fan gently stroked Isabel’s cheek: “Isabel, you are suffering, don’t be afraid, I will save you right away…”

    After saying that, Mark gathered his strength to treat Isabel’s injury.

    “Whoosh!”

    At this moment, three armored warriors stabbed Ye Fan from behind with their spears while Ye Fan was not paying attention.

    Isabel saw this scene and roared: “Young Master Ye, be careful!”

    The next second, she hugged Ye Fan without hesitation and turned around, using her body to protect Ye Fan.

    Three spears stabbed Isabel’s body, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and her face instantly turned pale.

    “Isabelle!”

    Ye Fan’s eyes widened, his heart filled with grief and anger, and then he roared: “Go to hell!”

    He wrapped his arms around the spear, pulled it out, and waved it back.

    The spear was reflected with a loud bang, directly cracking the helmets of the three armored warriors, causing the three of them to bleed from their mouths and noses and fall to the ground.

    Isabel looked at Ye Fan, her eyes full of tenderness and reluctance: “Young Master Ye, fight out…live well…”

    Ye Fan quickly treated Isabel’s injuries: “Isabel, you won’t die, no!”

    Energy continued to be input, but it was input quickly and passed quickly. Isabel had no idea of ​​surviving.

    Isabel’s voice became weaker and weaker: “Young Master Ye, don’t save me, I’m already useless, I’m useless.”

    “My will is too strong, so I injected the largest amount of drugs. My whole body was completely eroded by the virus, leaving only a trace of consciousness in my brain.”

    “Even this sense of consciousness comes and goes. Many times I can feel that I am committing evil, but I cannot control my actions and thoughts.”

    “I am in more pain than a walking corpse! Because I still have a trace of consciousness.”

    “This glimmer of consciousness will let me know that I am doing evil, will make me feel powerless, and will remind me of your existence.”

    Isabel smiled bitterly: “It still reminds me of the days when me, you, and Benara fought side by side.”

    Mark held the woman’s hand: “Isabel, don’t think too much, everything will be fine, you must have the will to survive.”

    Isabel’s voice was soft: “Don’t save me, don’t save me, otherwise I will suffer the pain of those who were killed by me if I survive. Please.”

    At this point, she paused: “Master Ye…before you die, can you give me a kiss so that I can feel the taste of love…”

    “Okay!”

    Tears burst into Mark’s eyes. He lowered his head and kissed Isabel gently on the lips.

    “Thank you…I’m satisfied…”

    A happy smile appeared on Isabel’s face, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

    Mark held Isabel tightly, his heart filled with grief and anger: “Isabel, I won’t let you die!”

    “Enlightenment!”

    Ye Fan tried his best, gathered all his energy, and slapped Isabel on the head.

    With a bang, a large ray of light penetrated Isabel’s head, and Mark’s body became weak before his eyes.

    But when Ye Fan consumed 80% of his energy, Isabel didn’t react.

    “Ye Fan, she’s dead, there’s no point in doing anything to her!”

    Tang Ruoxue rushed over and pulled Ye Fan away and shouted: “That will only get you involved.”

    “Isabel, I will take revenge on you!”

    Ye Fan vowed to avenge Isabel and make the queen pay a heavy price.

    Mark put down Isabel’s body and then stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

    He waved his hands and went on a killing spree, smashing the heads of more than a dozen armored warriors in succession.

    His movements are as fast as lightning, and every shot carries great power.

    The armored warriors fell to the ground one after another under Ye Fan’s attack, but they still did not flinch and continued to rush towards Ye Fan.

    Ye Fan was not afraid. He was like an angry lion, shuttling among the enemies, constantly harvesting their lives.

    After a while, all the armored warriors fell to the ground, either with their heads shattered or severely injured and unconscious.

    Ye Fan picked up a spear and held it in his hand, looked at the queen not far away and roared: “You deserve to die!”

    The Queen was full of sarcasm: “You two, and I am backed by Italy’s resources and have endless human and financial resources. What can you do to fight with me?”

    Tang Ruoxue shouted: “Prince Harmon’s cannon fodder, black-clad gunmen, and armored soldiers have all fallen. What else do you have to rely on now?”

    “Pop!”

    The Queen clapped her hands heavily again and shouted: “Come out!”

    Following her movement, thousands of kilometers of armed guards, dozens of rocket launchers, and dozens of tanks and battle tanks surged out from behind.

    They surged forward like a tide, but stopped when they were about ten meters away from Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue, and raised their weapons to point at the two.

    There was also a rumbling sound in the sky, and three armed helicopters circled and flew over, their guns aimed at Ye Fan.

    The killing intent is fierce and extremely dangerous.

    Tang Ruoxue showed a trace of nervousness and kept sending signals to the fireworks, hoping to respond, otherwise it would be difficult to get out tonight.

    A proud smile appeared on the queen’s face. She looked at Mark, her eyes full of sarcasm:

    “Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue, have you seen this? This is my resource.”

    “The troops are strong and the horses are strong, and there is an endless supply of them. What can you do to fight me?”

    The queen stimulated Ye Fan: “You two are sensible, just kneel down and beg for mercy. I can consider giving you a happy ending, otherwise the ending will be tragic.”

    Ye Fan looked at the queen, his eyes full of anger and determination: “Queen, you must die today!”

    The Queen sneered: “Just you? Do you think you can fight against my entire army?”

    “Yes!”

    At this moment, a cold voice came from the sea, and then Xiong Potian flew over from the sea.

    He stood next to Ye Fan, drew his sword with his backhand, and pointed at the sky:

    “The way of heaven, destroy the devil!”

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