The wall of flames was within reach.

Endless heat waves rolled over.

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But Morgana was cold. So was her heart. Even her voice naturally carried a chill.

"I'm no match for you. Do it. If you kill me, everything will be over."

Although ghosts were different from human life forms, the heavens were fair. This was because both ghosts and humans only had one life. If they died, they died.

Looking at the female ghost in front of him who wanted to die, Brian felt angry and amused.

"You captured my people and made us play the game of killing each other. You even messed up my room. Now, you want to end everything with death? Do you think it's that easy?"

"You… Then what do you want?"

'Hehe! You're asking me what I want?'

This handsome man had many ideas. He was bold and unrestrained, without any boundaries. If he said it out loud, it would scare one to death!

Morgana was not even afraid of death, so she should not be afraid of anything. However, seeing Bryan's strange gaze, the Class B Ghost General felt panic for the first time.

Brian took out his cigarette box unhurriedly!

A flame ignited between his two fingers and lit the cigarette. Although he was not confident that the fire had caused a large portion of the cigarette to be burned, Brian did not mind and took a puff.

Puff!

White smoke mixed with a gentle breeze blew past, gently stirring the icy beauty's hair. It was lively and elegant!

"Ma'am, are you really not afraid of death?"

"Do whatever you want!"

Morgana turned to the side, using her actions to show her determination to die.

'Since you want to die, I can't let you have your wish.'

A famous philosopher once said that a beautiful woman was like a beautiful scenery. It would be a pity if such a beautiful scenery disappeared.

'Oh! Philosophy calls people to do good. I'm too kind!'

Brian clicked his tongue and studied the woman before him.

Damn it, it was indeed a beautiful scenery.

"She has a curvaceous figure and is straight and slender. If the full marks was 10 points, I'll give her 9 points."

"Look at her face. Her skin is smooth and she's naturally cold. I'll give her 9 points too!"

"Her personality? Everything else is good, but she's a little cold. Could it be that she's cold in that aspect too?"

"How about this, I'll count to three. If you don't say anything, you're admitting it, right?"

"Three, two, two and a half…"

She sized him up seriously and added some comments.

Brian had become a professional beauty pageant expert.

He would even have friendly interactions with Morgana when he felt good. It was an one-sided enjoyment.

Morgana's face was a mixture of blue and red.

Her chest was heaving up and down violently, just like her current mood.

It was hard for her to calm down.

"You…"

"Ms. Morgana, just say what you want to say. Don't hold it in. This is the era of liberal democracy. Our country has always advocated freedom of speech."

The most uncomfortable thing in the world was not how someone did not let one talk, but that when someone gave one the microphone, one did not know how to talk about it.

That was what happened to Morgana now.

"Alright! If you're too embarrassed to say it, I'll say it for you!"

Brian raised an eyebrow.

"Oh! Is it because I praised you, so you want to praise me for being handsome too?"

"It doesn't matter. If you want to say it, just say it out loud. After all, many people think so. I am alright if you say it too!"

Brian sighed.

"Sigh! Actually, I'm blaming myself too. I'm just a handsome guy born like that, I didn't even put into serious effort!"

"What if I was being serious, then—"

"Stop talking, kill me!"

The coldness of Morgana's face was no longer there. Her flushed face was tinged with anger. She looked as if she was extremely furious.

"Didn't I say that I won't let you die so easily?"

Seeing that the provocation was almost over, Brian stopped laughing.

Of course, he was doing this to spite the Ice Queen, but at the same time, he had other important goals.

Brian had many questions which he needed answers.

With Morgana's cold personality, if he had asked her directly before, there was a high chance that he would not have gotten an answer. However, if he asked her now, he would definitely get an answer.

After laying the foundation for so long, it was time to test the results.

He started with a simple question.

Brian cleared his throat.

"Alright, let's get back to the topic. I'm very curious. Earlier, you said that you killed your friends. Is that true?"

"Yes and no!"

Morgana, who had never liked to explain herself, now had to lower her haughty head. She did not like either of them, but she was more inclined to this current conversation than she had been on the subject of the demons or ghosts.

The experiment was successful. Brian waited quietly for the next part, because he knew the story he would hear would be exciting.

The time for a cigarette quietly passed.

She was silent for more than ten seconds.

Morgana held her head high, her proud gaze fading.

"I, Morgana, awakened my superpower 300 years ago. The moment I woke up, I had the full amount of frost attribute. At that time, I was very happy and invited a few friends out to celebrate. I remember that I was just 20 years old that year…"

Her voice suddenly changed.

There was a hint of sadness in the joyous tone.

Her memories stretched further into the past.

Brian seemed to have returned to the past through the sound. He witnessed everything from a third perspective.

It was on a scenic hill.

"Wow! Come here! There's a weird dragonfly here."

He followed the sounds of laughter.

Three young and inexperienced figures suddenly stopped and walked, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

It turned out that they were chasing a colorful six-winged dragonfly. This dragonfly was very beautiful and sly. Every time they were about to catch it, the dragonfly would find an opening and fly away. The interesting thing was that even if it flew away, it would not fly far. It stopped on the grass a few meters away, as if it was deliberately teasing the three of them.

Brian smiled at that too. It seemed that everyone had similar childhoods. His childhood memories had similar scenes.

After working for so long, it was both tiring and wonderful!

Although they managed to catch the dragonflies in the end and even hit each other's heads when they crowded together, they were still having a good time.

When Morgana and her two friends were tired from their fun, they leaned against a boulder to rest.

She took this opportunity to share her joy with her friends.

"Congratulations, Morgana. Speaking of which, you've awakened your superpower. From now on, we're from two different worlds. You won't despise us, will you?"

One of the teenage girls was forcefully tugged by another 18 or 19-year-old boy.

"Maiya, I won't allow you to say that. Morgana is our best friend. How can you say that?"

Maiya lowered her head.

No one saw the hesitation in Maiya's eyes when she lowered her head.

"I'm just expressing my feelings, Amos. I hope you don't take it to heart."

"Morgana, I'm sorry!"

Seeing that her two good friends were in a bad mood, the joy in Morgana's heart was washed away.

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