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Whoosh!

For the first time, Robb did not get entangled with this group of people, but flashed away and appeared next to Rupert's projection.

"Wizard Robb, your strength is beyond my expectations." Rupert turned around and looked at the people around him with a calm smile.

"It's probably not enough in your opinion." Robb also smiled, "But maybe you forgot one thing."

"Oh? What is it?" Rupert asked curiously.

Robb looked at his palms and chuckled, "You keep saying 'Robb the Wizard' on your left and 'Robb the Wizard' on your right. Don't you ever think about which wizard is really good at fighting with a knife?"

Hearing this, Rupert's expression changed slightly.

Before he could speak, Robb had already stretched out his hand, pointed his palm at the Supernatural Quick Processing Team, and said indifferently: "Just now I just wanted to play for a while longer. Now, I will let you truly realize what the power of wizards is!"

Click, click, click~~~

Robb's voice had barely fallen.

moment!

The surrounding space seemed to be unable to bear the weight and made an extremely harsh shattering sound.

Apart from the mind control at the beginning whose effect was greatly reduced due to the spirit-proof helmet, Robb did not use too much spiritual power at other times.

It was not until this moment that he truly unleashed the full power of his spiritual side.

The triple combination of 15 points of spirituality, spiritual well and spiritual spring.

Robb, surging out of the sea of ​​spirituality, is like a dazzling diamond.

Even though he was not targeting him intentionally, the projection of Rupert beside him became extremely unstable like ripples.

"Luo...you...first..."

He wanted to say something, but the sound that came out was intermittent and could not be heard clearly.

Robb ignored him.

As he clenched his five fingers, a much greater force of thought than before surged out like an overwhelming force.

"Thought Storm!"

Boom~~

Like a huge typhoon descending, in an instant, the vision of the exoskeleton warriors and the aliens was completely overwhelmed by the materialized thoughts that filled the entire space.

Whether it was the naked eye or the machine, everything was blurry, and even the closest companions could not be seen.

beep!beep!beep!

A deep red danger warning burst out on the screen in front of all the exoskeleton warriors.

"Supernormal wave value 500! 800! 1000! 1500! Impossible! How can the energy burst out by the target exceed this much all of a sudden!!!"

"The target's strength was seriously underestimated!"

"Go back!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the supernatural quick processing team wanted to retreat temporarily.

But it was too late.

This is just the beginning.

Amid the howling wind, the storm of thoughts at this moment not only cut scars on the quick processing team like a knife.

Soon, they were blown away one by one.

There's no point in struggling.

First came the three strange beasts, and then the exoskeleton warriors covered in iron were no exception.

It feels like the whole person is being stirred continuously in a washing machine.

They who were so majestic before suddenly became like toys, no longer able to fly into the air with their might, and were constantly ravaged by the storm of thoughts.

“It’s spectacular, isn’t it?”

Not far away, Robb smiled slightly as he looked at his masterpiece.

On the side, Rupert, who had barely calmed down, looked at all this in a daze, without saying a word for a long time.

Chapter 233 Chapter Looking Around the World, There Are Comrades

After the strong wind, the clouds and fog dissipated.

Like dumplings falling from the sky.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

The badly damaged supernatural quick processing team fell heavily to the ground.

The heavy exoskeleton armor that originally looked very technological and had strong defensive capabilities is now completely unrecognizable and broken into pieces, revealing the unconscious soldiers inside.

The three strange beasts were even more miserable, looking like a pool of pale green mud.

Even so, they were still whimpering softly, showing their tenacious vitality.

Robb saw this and raised his hand, and a tattered sword flew into his hand.

He walked up to the extremely weak strange beasts and swung his sword three times cleanly and decisively, separating the three strange beasts' heads and bodies, and they could no longer cry out.

【Shelter point +150】

【Shelter point +150】

【Shelter point +150】

Good harvest.

Robb glanced at the Book of Shelter, and an ability of the alien beast called [Extreme Survival] caught his attention.

[Extreme Survival]: In various extreme environments, the body's functions can automatically rest and recover to maintain life to the maximum extent.

This means that if you fall into water, even without oxygen, you can survive longer thanks to your self-repaired body functions.

Not only in water, but also in harsh glaciers, on oxygen-deficient plateaus, and in scorching hot deserts, I can adapt myself without any auxiliary tools.

Even when you are dying, you can hold on a little longer.

Just like the bloody monster just now.

It was a very good ability, and Robb learned it straight away.

Afterwards, he put away the Book of Shelter, looked at the remaining people, and was about to pick up his knife.

"Be merciful!"

Rupert, whose projection had now completely stabilized, hurriedly said.

It would be fine if the strange beast died.

As biological weapons, they can be hatched again by spending some resources.

But the fighters of the B-level psychic rapid processing team are different.

Even within the Redemption Society, there were only a few rapid-processing teams that could be rated as B-level.

You have to know that in order to become a member of the B-level team, each of them has undergone rigorous selection and long-term training, and they are one in a million.

The Redemption Society has to spend a huge amount of money to train each such person.

Rupert naturally didn't want to see such a valuable fighting force destroyed here.

Hearing this, Robb, who had his back to Rupert, smiled and said without putting away his knife:

"I remember we were still enemies."

"Mr. Robb, this is all a misunderstanding." Rupert, who had changed his address from "wizard" to "sir", said seriously.

"According to the Redemption Society's assessment, the Warrens' supernatural museum has a security risk of supernatural leaks. Especially when they are gone, this risk is likely to explode."

"As the Redemption Society that maintains world stability and supervises and handles all supernatural issues in the world, we have always been committed to solving various supernatural issues. Before this, we proposed the idea of ​​accepting the Supernatural Museum to the Warrens. Unfortunately, the old man was too stubborn."

At this point, Rupert looked at Robb deeply and said, "What we didn't expect was that the Warrens actually handed over the museum to you, whom we just met not long ago."

"The museum is very dangerous. For the safety of the people here, I conducted a test on you, Mr. Robb."

"Test?" Robb chuckled.

Even a three-year-old could tell that this was not some ghost test.

Rupert remained calm, as if he had not heard Robb's sarcasm, and nodded:

"Yes, a test."

Sure enough, big shots all have thick skin that even bullets can’t penetrate.

"So did I pass?" Robb asked casually.

"Of course. With you here, Mr. Robb, the museum will no longer be in danger."

Rupert meant it when he said this.

He had seen Robb's strength with his own eyes.

He even had a feeling that what he had just seen was not a reflection of the other party's full strength.

If we really want to take action, B-level combat power is totally insufficient, unless A-level and S-level forces are mobilized.

As for the latter, even as the supervisor, he cannot transfer him whenever he wants, but has to report to the Supreme Committee.

This is not just a matter of a few words.

Why bother.

Although the collection of the Warren Museum is good, it is not worth it compared to making an enemy with a ruthless person who can destroy a B-level supernatural quick processing team.

In addition, there is a saying that goes, "No fight, no acquaintance."

Rupert actually invited, "Mr. Robb, are you interested in joining the Redemption Society?"

Robb was surprised: "Redemption Society?"

"Yes. A great organization dedicated to redeeming all mankind and completely eliminating the scourge of the supernatural." Rupert said solemnly.

"Of course, we will not reject those supernatural beings who stand on the side of humanity. On the contrary, we warmly welcome them to join us."

Robb looked at Rupert, dropped his knife, and asked curiously, "Will Redemption be strong?"

Rupert smiled confidently: "Everyone who knows it knows that its greatness is unmatched. Just like the Warrens' collections in their lifetime are far less than one tenth of the Redemption Society's achievements."

"And what about the Garden of Eden?" Robb asked suddenly.

Rupert's expression changed slightly: "It's just a place name."

He didn't want to say too much, so he quickly said, "The Redemption Society is great not only in the spiritual world. It is also great in the real world and in every country."

This time it was Robb's turn to change expression slightly.

From what Rupert said, the Redemption Society is not like the witchcraft group that hides itself, but instead has deep connections with the official real world.

indeed.

Robb glanced at the various types of scrapped exoskeleton armor on the ground.

The high-tech achievements that I see today would be difficult to achieve without huge human and material resources.

Robb did not hesitate and said immediately:

"I'll join!"

"I..." Rupert was about to persuade him, but he didn't expect Robb to nod so straightforwardly.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

This is too fast.

I only said a few words.

According to our experience, it takes some time to chat with each member we recruit.

Especially those who are powerful, even if they are an existence like the Redemption Society, they must show corresponding respect.