章 393: The God of Desire (Second)

When the two left Istan City at night, Bart looked very weak in the wind with his crutches, while Helen, eroded by the power of curse, she seemed like she was unable to stand steadily. Together, they lifted Agatha, who was sleeping, and left Istan City, they placed her into the hole of the defense wall of the ancient Istan City.

"This is enough. It's already outside the devil's altar!"

Those defense walls had been abandoned, most of them had collapsed, and some of the rest had become ruins. Unexpectedly, in the hole of the defense wall, they found a bundle of firewood and several torches. Helen muffled up Agatha and lit a fire. She looked at Agatha's rosy face, and Helen was full of blissful smiles.

But as the doors of the abyss were about to open, Helen could be seen aging rapidly, and in such a short time, silvery hair began to appear on her head.

Bart looked at Helen's face, "What are you laughing at? You're going to die soon!"