"Well, this doesn't seem too strange for war, but a commander with a right mind would only sacrifice his soldiers at critical moments instead of letting them die on the road. Or maybe Gu Xin developed a large number of soldiers in Morola

New 'Hunters' have joined..." Lumian suddenly thought of Gu Xin and the bloody mark between the eyebrows of the corpse, and thought of the stone statue and the oil lamp deep in the underground fog, "Or, the real 'Iron-Blooded Cross'

There are only two or three members including Gu Xin, and the others are all produced in batches using special secret contract rituals?"

After thinking about this, Lumian laughed:

"If this is the case, something very interesting might happen when Gu Xin and the others hold a ceremony to create soldiers next time. The oil lamp I added seasoning should bring about different changes...

"I don't know what kind of soldiers will appear..."

Lumian's pace became faster and faster, and it didn't take long before he returned to the "Carnivore" bar, sat in front of the desk, and made a ball of blazing white fire to use as a gas wall lamp.

He wanted to seize the time to read "Examples of Construction of Underground Tombs" so that he could go to the Church of Knowledge to take the exam tomorrow morning and borrow more books.

"Don't let anything else delay my study..." Lumian muttered, immersed himself in reading hard.

Amidst the sound of turning pages from time to time, he suddenly turned his head and cast his cold and sharp eyes on the mirror in the room.

Water suddenly appeared on the surface of the mirror, highlighting a figure with black eyes, bright red hair, and an angular face.

Vanak Lumian, who was attacked just now, narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing, waiting for the other party to speak.

Vanak's figure swayed slightly, as if affected by the swaying of the water.

He asked in a deep voice:

"Want to kill Gusin and Albus Medici?"
Chapter completed!