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Chapter 380 Embers of the Past ([-])
"This is your guarantee, it's not too credible."

The steam train full of dead silence stopped slowly, except for the captain of the steam train who knew nothing about being alive, there was no one alive.

Simon Duncan also had an ugly face. With a wave of his hand, a group of investigators rushed in.

The car was full of poisonous snakes roaming unscrupulously in it.

"Snake controler, it seems that the rank is not low, don't worry."

"You've said the word "rest assured" three times before, and the third time it even brought up the reputation of the shelter." Wu Mingkong interrupted the other party.

There was something odd about this, and it felt like a rush.

Moore Rawski fell, and the investigators who went in started as a fourth-level transcendent, and the strongest was a sixth-level.

Before he could get the incomplete star track ceremony on Ron's body, he was slapped on the ground by a sixth-level transcendent of the knight profession.

Fortunately, the existence that devoured the stars did not take advantage of this to get mad, otherwise they would all have to die here.

When he was angry, he didn't slap Moll Rawski to death, which was considered restraint.

Such a slap instantly woke up Moll Rawski.

What is he doing?
Attacked and killed the personnel of the containment agency, and even lost his mind to arrogance?

"I was affected by the containment." Moll Rawski immediately offered up the hidden ring in his hand, the containment that could eliminate the sense of existence.

This secret ring can use his vitality as fuel to dissolve his existence. With his own rank, it can hide the fifth-level extraordinary, but it can't hide the sixth-level extraordinary.

Moreover, he also sensed that these sixth-level transcendents in front of him are not the strongest. Outside the steam train, there is an existence like a deep sea. It is a seventh-level transcendent. Disappeared, the horrible existence of the bankruptcy of the Rossi Group.

"This sentence, you should explain it to the chief of the agency." A sixth-level knight headed by said with a sneer.

Hearing these sneering words, Moll Rawski's heart couldn't help but sink even deeper. Although he realized the seriousness of the matter, he didn't realize what was going on at all.

Kill the investigator of the containment agency?
No, it's more serious than this, even endangering the interests of the sixth-order transcendent.

Mole Roski, who was being escorted out, thought silently in his heart.

Ron, who was almost killed, was escorted out with him. Moll Rawski couldn't help but grieve his teeth in hatred.

Why is this kid so lucky, just a little bit, just a little bit less.

If the steam train is one second, no, half a second, this kid will die under the poisonous snake, how could he be so lucky to survive.

Mole Roski felt even more upset, because not only did this kid not get the Star Path Ceremony, let alone himself, the Black Snake Eye and the Roski Consortium might not be able to keep it.

"Look, what I saw, a fifth-level transcendent chasing and killing a transcendent of one calamity, not only failed to kill, but even fell into it himself, do you believe this kind of thing?" Wu Mingkong said quietly Silently read their memory.

Soul search, he is familiar with it.

Fortunately, Simon Duncan and Nicole Joyce didn't know that Wu Mingkong had searched their souls. Otherwise, they would have designated them to protest. Why would they use such a gentle method to the point of coma and amnesia?

"Come on, tell me about your mental journey, what is the reason why you, a fifth-level transcendent, would do such a cheap thing." Wu Mingkong took out a chair and sat down, a little curious. Listen to the story.

It is definitely impossible to go now, the steam train carriage is full of dead bodies and poisonous snakes, and a group of investigators are cleaning up.

Ron didn't react at all. He was only at the first level and didn't understand what was going on at all. He was still dizzy and even a little shocked. After all, he was almost bitten to death by a snake just now.

The knowledgeable Moll Rawski looked at the chair Wu Mingkong was sitting on in horror.

The Wraith Seat of Destruction Level No. 470 II, anyone who sits on it will be killed by a Wraith that can extract the soul of a person, but now the Wraith has not appeared, and even the Wraith Seat is somewhat unbearable Cracks appeared.

This was not what frightened him the most. The most frightening thing was that Wu Mingkong was sitting, while the seventh-level demon hunter, Simon Duncan, the head of the containment organization, was standing.

"Tell me, it's rare that this one is interested in you." Simon Duncan had a straight face, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Since Wu Mingkong is interested in this stuff, it doesn't matter, anyway, as long as Wu Mingkong doesn't lose his temper and show taboo-level terror, everything is easy to talk about.

In fact, for Wu Mingkong, he generally does not kill. Killing is a method with the lowest value.

As for the taboo level, Wu Mingkong never knew what his taboo level was, his strength?

It doesn't look like it, it can't be the appetite, although his appetite is very good, he can eat anything, from the small soil to the world, he will not refuse anyone.

But obviously, the so-called taboo level certainly does not refer to his appetite.

"Yes, sir, I don't know why, I was affected by the containment." Mole Roski hurriedly presented the secret ring.

Wu Mingkong twisted the secret ring, rubbed it on the palm of his hand and said.

"No, it's not this thing that affects you, it's other things that affect you." Wu Mingkong put the hidden ring in his pocket, how could he return the snacks in his hand.

Moore Rawski was a little surprised. It was just an excuse for him to be affected by the contained objects. This hidden ring did not affect his ability, but only burned his vitality.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would actually be affected. When he was slapped in the first place, he really had this idea, but with his fifth-level strength, he directly denied this possibility.

But now that someone would say that, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Greed? No, not likely, I have absolutely no reason to believe that a person who has a complete professional star path ritual will seek to steal a star path ritual that is only first-order and still incomplete, especially if a person who is similar to a cold-blooded animal will be killed." Get carried away, and even abolish the strength of the fifth level to replace the incomplete first-level occupation, even if this so-called incomplete first-level occupation can counter-kill the second-level professional extraordinary."

"Do you think this kind of behavior is very strange?" Wu Mingkong said in a very casual tone.

And Mole Rawski was cold all over. Why did he do such a stupid thing? He originally thought that attacking and killing the investigators of the containment agency was stupid enough, but he didn't expect that this was not the most stupid.

(End of this chapter)