I spoke slowly.
But at this moment, the driver looked extremely unlucky.
"It's not that it's that ruthless, this thing itself is made from the outer shell of my hovercraft..."
However, although it is now a very mature technology.
However, after each use of this highly precise navigation, certain restrictions are imposed on the driver. As for me, if I cannot safely deliver you to your destination, this car will kill me..."
The driver looked very distressed as he spoke.
But at that moment, the Thunder Strike Sword suddenly transmitted a voice into my mind.
"Master, look at this guy, he seems to have stopped stuttering, he seems to be able to breathe again!"
With a sudden thud, I immediately reacted and carefully sensed the driver's aura.
Indeed.
But when I looked at his heart again, it was still empty, with nothing there, and blood was still dripping from it.
It looks extremely disgusting and sticky.
Could this guy have some other skill?
How could such a bizarre operation be accomplished...?
I really don't know what to say...
However, judging from the current situation, he has at least recovered his breathing.
Moreover, his breathing seemed to be more stable than before.
How come you just ripped out your heart? And yet you're still standing here like a rock solid.
I don't believe it at all.
Moreover, you are already a dying person, yet you are still able to regulate your breathing very steadily?
I don't even know how to put it.
"You're not weak at all now?"
I asked softly.
"No...it's not that I'm not weak anymore."
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