The three people in the cube stared intently outside, no one knew what kind of variables this sudden change would bring to their mission.

Everything continues in the distance.

The black-robed man knelt down in front of the small statue of the goddess reverently, and devoted himself to serving the statue with a posture of worship.

Behind him, the lurker moved again.

The lurker crouched down and struck quickly towards the black-robed man's back. He slapped the opponent's Heavenly Spirit Cover with the palm of his hand, and a blue pentagram flashed in his hand. Immediately afterwards, the black-robed man collapsed to the ground without saying a word, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"What is this, Ninja Shinobi......

"The Apocalyptic Administration" Chapter 122: Silence is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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