Chapter 200 White Porcelain Doll (Seventeen)

Creak, creak, creak!

The fed mad spirit seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then a crack opened in its entire face, opening to both sides.

Along with a chewing sound, the doll fragments were swallowed directly by it.

The next moment, a green flame appeared on its surface, the color was exactly the same as the broken doll.

However, it only lit up for a moment and then turned off.

Mr. Luo pinched the doll's neck as if nothing had happened.

No wonder this thing is so versatile. It turns out that just by eating the same kind, it can gain the corresponding abilities?

This scene made Fu Qian understand something instantly.

"Go to hell!"

The lonely priest let out a roar of rage, as if Mr. Lowe's behavior was a heinous blasphemy.

Gray curtains appeared, blocking Mr. Luo.

Unfortunately, this impenetrable barrier was as fragile as glass in front of Mr. Luo.

"You don't understand anything."

Mr. Luo let out a low laugh, stretched out his hand and clicked in the middle of the curtain.

An invisible ripple began to ripple from the point where his fingertips touched, and quickly spread to the surrounding area.

Finally, amid the layer upon layer of shocks, the gray curtain shattered.

puff!

The priest immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You have no idea what the truly precious things in this area are..."

Mr. Luo raised the mad spirit in his hand, with a rare fanaticism in his eyes.

"The significance of its existence is far beyond your imagination——"

"We know now."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

It’s so lively!

Fu Qian looked at Miyamoto and his party who had caught up, sighed, and instantly decided to wait and see what would happen.

At this moment, Miyamoto was walking at the front, and his team of people were all fully armed and looked alert.

A quick glance showed that many people were still injured, and it was obvious that they had just gone through a fierce battle.

Delin's team was even more miserable, with only three people left at the end of the team.

Delin himself, Brother Sagittarius, and the only female team member.

"While the battle was raging, Mr. Luo left without saying goodbye, which made us all worried."

"It's so good to see you're okay!"

The group of people came closer, Miyamoto smiled and said, and finally his eyes fell on the bloody doll in the latter's hand.

"Caught this special breed? That's great!

I will tell my father when I get back that I must record your merits for you. "

Although he said it politely, his men quietly surrounded Mr. Luo and the priest.

Internal strife? This Mr. Luo really has a lot of secrets. He even ran in alone without telling Miyamoto.

"high efficiency!"

Facing the sudden appearance of Miyamoto, Mr. Luo was not particularly surprised and looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's okay. I'm mainly worried that I won't be able to save you in time."

Miyamoto smiled and shook his head, turning his head and winking.

A subordinate immediately walked up to Mr. Luo holding an iron-black box.

The lid has been opened to one side, indicating to the latter to put the doll inside.

Mr. Luo made no move, and just stared at Miyamoto with squinted eyes. The latter smiled at him and looked at him unceremoniously.

The situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

But Delin's team, which was originally facing the priest's full vigilance, now looked surprised, and their eyes couldn't help but wander between the two of them.

It seems that what Miyamoto told him was indeed to come in and save people, but the development of things was obviously not as expected.

"Any questions?"

Seeing Mr. Luo's delay in moving, Miyamoto's smile faded.

"We'd better hurry up. Father is still waiting for us to go back..."

"You are the same, you don't understand anything..."

After a long time, Mr. Luo shook his head.

The next moment, a ball of green flames burst out from the mad spirit in his hand, and then gathered into several long flame whips, rolling out in all directions.

The Miyamoto men who surrounded him were instantly strangled by long whips.

"Including your father."

Mr. Luo lifted the person in front of him lightly and threw it aside like trash.

The man's neck showed a shocking scorch mark, which quickly spread to his whole body.

In just a few seconds, it disintegrated into a ball of charred flesh and blood.

Mr. Luo kept his hands on and used the flame whip at the same time. A circle of scorched corpses appeared on the ground.

Miyamoto was stunned when he witnessed this scene, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Is it a bit beyond your expectation?"

"you……"

Miyamoto's body trembled, and when he came to his senses, his expression instantly became horrified.

It seemed that he had never thought before that he was actually facing such a being.

"I think I misunderstood."

Miyamoto swallowed.

"This operation has yielded a lot, and I am preparing to return immediately."

"Mr. Luo did the most credit this time and took the initiative to stay here to deal with the danger. I will ask my father to pay double or not triple the reward."

He said quickly while staring at Mr. Luo.

Facing an invincible enemy, his strong desire to survive made his mind spin rapidly.

"Sounds good."

Mr. Luo looked at him for a few seconds and commented emotionlessly.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"where?"

Mr. Luo's tone aroused strong fear in his heart, Miyamoto gritted his teeth and said.

"Self-knowledge... Not only you, but also your father and even your entire family have no idea what the real role you play is!"

"hunting?"

Mr. Luo pointed in front of him.

"Do you think that I suggested to your father to keep transporting these people here just so that you can harvest a batch of casting materials every ten years?

Childish idea! "

What?

At this time, even the priest who collapsed on the ground suddenly raised his head.

hehe!

Mr. Luo glanced at him.

"Otherwise, how do you think you got here?

Didn't one of your seniors tell you that everyone appeared in this place as soon as they woke up, and no one knew what happened? "

…

Mr. Luo's words seemed to remind the priest of something, and he was speechless for a moment.

"And the batches of exploration teams are naturally dealt with by us."

"Of course we don't need to take action later."

Mr. Luo blinked at him.

"Didn't the last batch of people die in your hands?"

It turns out that this group of people are not aborigines, but are kept here in captivity.

Seeing that the priest was completely speechless, Fu Qian on the side sighed silently.

But according to Mr. Luo, there is also what the little girl mentioned.

It seemed that in the end, her father's group of people were directly dealt with by the priests and other fanatics, without even asking Miyamoto and the others to take action.

…

"Then what is your real purpose...wait a minute, I don't want to know!"

Miyamoto, who was already a little dumb, asked subconsciously, but he bit his tongue sharply mid-question.

Obviously, he knew that knowing too much was not a good thing, so he stopped the car decisively.

"Very discerning, no wonder your father sent you here."

Mr. Luo turned around and complimented with a smile.

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