C369 Even the War God Had to Work Normally.

"What was that thing just now?" Byrle walked up and asked, "Why does Dawn have this thing on her?"

"I don't know …" Rushdie threw the burnt flesh and blood on the ground and cursed, "It's better if you don't know some things."

When the flesh and blood was burned, Dawn's breathing gradually became stable. Although her high fever had not receded, as time passed