The candlelight being pulled across the palm of my hand seemed to grow dimmer in an instant.

It looked like it wouldn't last long and would be destroyed at any moment.

䀴This scene caused the expressions of the big guys in the five corridors to change in shock!

Even the continuous attacks of the Candle Ghost stopped instantly!

The old ghost holding the candle in the center of the round plate smiled miserably at this moment.

"Everyone has seen it too—"

"My life-long flame is now at the end of its strength."

"But everyone should know that no matter how exhausted I am, it has cost me a lot of effort."

As he spoke, he smiled strangely: "Even I dare not imagine the power of its self-detonation..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the ninth floor of the nine-story pagoda suddenly became heavy.

The Candle Ghost continued to laugh and said:

"Since you are constrained by the Sequence Alliance, you dare not agree to my conditions."

"Well, now, let me put it another way—"

"Now, I don't ask you to save me anymore."

"I just ask everyone to give me another ten minutes."

"After ten minutes, if the draw has not ended, I will take the initiative to let you go so as not to embarrass you."

"The conditions I just mentioned are still valid."

"But if you can't even agree to this little request of mine..."

"Then..."

The Candle Ghost looked at the dim fire in his hand with a miserable look on his face, and said slowly in a dejected tone:

"Then perhaps my dying flame can finally shine its last."

The words sounded understated, sad even.

But in reality, it has a threatening flavor.

The faces of the other bigwigs in the corridor suddenly darkened.

At that moment, he looked at the city lord's Fang Qi again.

Although the city lord Woruo just said that the City of All Races does not belong to him.

But as the city lord, he does have management rights after all.

Therefore, in this area, his voice is the most important.

Of course, he bears the greatest responsibility for anything that happens on this site.

Woruo did not express his opinion directly. After thinking for a moment, he said to the other big men in the five corridors:

"I wonder what you think of what Cang Laogui said?"

As he said this, he glanced at the Director of Administrative Affairs in a nonchalant manner.

The administrative director was considered to be one of Wo Ruo's people. He understood what he meant with just one look and said:

"Personally, I think that ten minutes is not enough to complete this lottery."

The Law Enforcement Hall, Changbei College, Wuliang College, these local forces in the City of Ten Thousand Races are actually all equivalent to Woruo's people.

They usually have some disputes and may have some opinions about Woruo.

But if you still want to develop steadily in the City of All Races, you naturally still have to look at Woruo's opinion.

And they do think:

"What the Administrative Director said makes sense. I also think that ten minutes is not enough."

"It will only take ten minutes. If the old candle-changing ghost gives up, then it's not a bad idea to try it..."

"Of course, this is just our immature judgment. If you have any other ideas for him, please feel free to express them."

Here, all the local forces in the City of Ten Thousand Races have expressed their stance.

They obeyed the wishes of the city lord Woruo, and their attitude was obviously inclined to the theory of the candle ghost.

Among the big guys outside the City of Ten Thousand Races.

Relatively speaking, the one who has more say at this moment should be the old monster Niewu.

It's not that he is the strongest.

But this old monster is really awesome.

There has never been a single misjudgment in the words that came out of his mouth.

As he said, ten minutes is not enough time for Candle Old Ghost to complete the lottery.

Then it is understandable that the rest of them agreed.

Then, all eyes fell on the old monster Niewu who looked like a robot.

It was at this time that Jiang Yi realized that the robot that seemed to have metal skin was the old monster Niewu.

He looked at it furtively for a long time and found that the thing really looked like a dummy.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the clone was made of a puppet?

At the same time he noticed that the Lord of the Black Market and the Black Robe Fire Warrior also set their sights on the old monster Niewu.

Judging from their attitude, it seemed that they were all willing to listen to what the old monster Niewu said.

However, the face of the old monster Niewu was destined to make it impossible to tell his emotions.

No one knew what he was thinking until he spoke.

Even if he opened his mouth, what he said might not necessarily be his true thoughts.

He said it simply, just one sentence, in a declarative tone:

"If we really wait only ten more minutes, we will not be able to complete this lottery."

After hearing this, Jiang Yi felt relieved.

But he felt something was wrong.

If ten minutes is really not enough, then what is the point of the Candle Ghost making this request?