The Nile Continent, the Thunder Mountain, is the living place of the Cave Lu people, the special geographical environment and the various metal ores rich in the soil, resulting in the sky above this mountain, forever filled with countless thundercumulus clouds, on the top of the mountain, there is thunder all over, and the sound of thunder is endless.

At this time, a Golu man who was guarding the life jam left the room he was guarding in a panic, and ran down the corridor at a great speed, his eyes full of fear and disbelief.

Just now, two life cardboards in the room spontaneously combusted, and they were all turned to ashes in the flames not long after each other, which means that two clansmen died.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the door of an office was pushed open, and the man looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the center of the office in a panic, panting heavily.

"Something's wrong, so panicked." The middle-aged man looked at the document in his hand, calmly dealt with it, and said calmly to the man.

The middle-aged man is extremely strong, almost two meters tall, full of tendons under the close-fitting suit, like a terrifying thunder beast, which makes people fearful, and the temperament of the superior brings out his majesty, not angry and self-assured.

He looks a little similar to Zanku, but he has two more exaggerated beards than Zanku, which resembles a dragon's beard.

This person is the current patriarch of the Gurus.

"The patriarch is not good, the life jam of Elder Zanku and his predecessors with Moer has been burned." The man said in alarm.

"What?" Zan Slay stood up suddenly, his palms slamming against the thick tabletop, the entire table cracked and nearly destroyed.

The terrifying momentum swept out like a flood, it was almost like a human being, as if a brutal dragon had taken over the entire house, and it almost scared the man to death.

Zanlu's eyes widened, his eyes were full of doubts, this news made him unbelievable, no one would believe it at all, it was like fake news.

If it came out of someone else's mouth, he would probably just laugh it off, but now such fake news is coming from the mouth of the person who guards the life card, so that Zan Kill has to believe it, even if it is so false.

There was a pause for a few seconds before the terrifying momentum was subdued by the praise and slaughter, and the terrifying scene just now seemed to be the man's delusion.

"When did it happen?" After calming down, Zanlu continued to ask.

"Half and a half hours ago." The man replied in a trembling voice, apparently frightened by the patriarch.

"Let the clansmen investigate, I want to know who did it?" Zan's eyes were full of murderous intent, full of anger but there was no way to vent it.

Some time ago it was his son who was killed by a lowly commoner, and now his brother, the new generation of Mohr, is also dead.

What happened during this period of time greatly damaged the vitality of the entire Gurus tribe, the two strongest geniuses of the young generation were damaged, and most of the future was broken, and the death of Zanku cut off an arm of the Gurus tribe, which was extremely humiliating, and had never suffered such an insult in the past hundred years.

"Yes." The man reluctantly left the patriarch's office, and when the door was closed again, as if the terrifying beast had been sealed, he was truly relieved, but his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

At this moment, on the top of the lightning strike mountain, the thunder roar is even stronger, and the whole mountain seems to be surrounded by the thunder sea, like the mood of praise and killing at this time.

In the dark world, countless people are discussing the destruction of all members of the S team, which undoubtedly caused an uproar in the dark world.

Three B-level food ability, one level, which is considered a top team in the dark world, actually all died, and all of them were wiped out, what a terrifying thing, how many years has not happened like this.

Most people only know that they died in the city of Gallardo, only that they were killed by a mysterious strong man, thinking that it was because of the scare of Apple, that strong man was provoked, and only a few people knew that they had received a special mission before they died, and that task, in addition to them, there were other people who took it.

Now, except for a few people who took that mission are still alive, everyone else has disappeared without a trace, and it is clear that the mission cost them all their lives.

On the highest floor of a building, in a luxurious room, a young man sits on a soft chair, petting the black cat in his arms, and looks down on all the buildings under his feet through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if he is the owner of the city.

The eyes are full of vicissitudes, very similar to the old man's eyes, and matched with that immature face, extremely incongruous, extremely weird, as if the soul of someone else is alive in the skin.

"Stomping" a sound of footsteps, and a man in red, led by a bodyguard, walked into the room.

"Boss, someone brought it." The bodyguard said respectfully.

"Boss Guzmán." The man in red knelt on his left knee and placed his right hand on his chest, performing the highest etiquette.

"Well, you're here." The chair turned back from the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the boy-like man said with a blank face.

"I want you to do one thing, go to the Ezhen Continent and help me bring this person back." As he spoke, Guzmán tossed a photo on the table to the man in red.

The photo was a little blurry, but I could barely see that the photo was a young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome.

"Yes." The man in red picks up the photo.

"By the way, introduce someone to you, and you can cooperate with him when the time comes." Guzmán continued.

At this time, the door of the living room of the room opened, and out of it came a middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, but it was extremely fake, which was easily reminiscent of the smile of a poisonous snake.

A few minutes later, the man in red and the middle-aged man left the extremely luxurious room, but the black-clothed bodyguard did not leave, and remained in the room, as if waiting for something.

"Go get Cullock back." Guzmán was silent for a few seconds, then stroked the black cat and said.

"Yes, boss." The bodyguard left, and the room eventually returned to quiet.

Guzmán basked in the sun, feeling the warmth, and his breathing gradually slowed, and the black cat broke free from his hands, quietly jumped onto the table, shook his body, and slowly yawned while stretching.

With a catwalk, he crossed one collection after another of Guzmán's collections, the skull of Guno III, the right arm of the cursed mummy, the body of a headless man

The black cat found its favorite toy, it was a round eyeball, red pupils, like a brilliant ruby, incomparably dazzling, dazzling.

Known as one of the seven beauties of the world, the fiery red eyes of the Kuluta clan can often be sold for sky-high prices at auctions, but at this time they roll at the feet of the black cat. 11