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Chapter 200 Gambling

"You lost!"

Looking at the woman lying in front of him, Donald breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the tree trunk beside him.

In order to defeat her, Donald really put a lot of effort into it. Compared with the Liquid Fire just now, this woman not only has stronger combat power than him, but her combat wisdom is comparable to Donald.

Even in terms of talent use, she is more skilled than Donald, who has just obtained the talent for energy-shaping.

She lost on the island's powerful suppression of elemental energy and Donald's newly acquired demonic power.

The best proof is that there are many pieces of prickly blade wood man scattered on the ground.

When all her lightning and lightning was consumed on these wooden vines and she could not be replenished, then defeat was naturally a normal thing.

The Siphon Bone Ring absorbed her soul and searched it all. After all, no surprise, I found anything related to the talent scroll. Only some scattered debris were thrown away by Donald.

Looking at other battles nearby, the strange game is still at a disadvantage. There is no way. The previous fight along the way consumed too much energy for these people. If they were in full swing, there would be the captains of the investigation teams in major urban areas. Without exception, they were awakened. Even if there were only thirty people left, the winner would still be the strange game.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in everything.

His eyes turned to the other side of the airship that was very eye-catching on this primitive island. He had been fighting just now, and Donald did not pay attention to the situation there.

In the state of spiritual vision, you can barely see more than a dozen people gathered there.

There was no battle that affected that place. In fact, in Donald's view, it seemed that all battles were going around that place.

One side is the Demingham government power led by Semyel Garcia and Mark Darren, two chief and deputy mayors.

On one side are several other senior executives of the Saints Association, including Ms. Pain and Ms. Sad.

The two sides have been meeting for a while, but the battle has never broken out.

Because the battle has already decided before the battle has begun, all the high-end combat powers of both sides are restrained by each other in the outside scene, but in this small area, the government has an absolute advantage.

There are several gold medal killers from the Spear of Aden at the Saint Society as guards, because Ms. Pain and Ms. Sad and others do not have the power to protect themselves, and someone must protect them.

Semyal and others were surrounded by Fern Walker.

To be precise, his mechanical puppet must be included.

As the manager of the Black Face Mask Store that Donald once visited, he, the mechanic who was worshipped by Monsk, has naturally hidden over the years, not just observing the situation on the island with the star map all day long. He is also not idle when the other people are busy in their respective fields.

Their plans cannot be known to outsiders, so they cannot cultivate secret troops except for government channels, so the final decisive force depends entirely on him.

After consuming the Garcia family and the Darren family, fifteen mechanical puppets created by spending several years have now become the real trump card of the government.

They stand near government officials and are wearing normal human costumes. If they are a little farther away, they can't tell whether they are humans or mechanical puppets.

"The situation is now a foregone conclusion. The Saints Association, your plans in Demingham will completely disappear with your defeat. Tell me the reason for your plan. I can consider allowing you to be judged by law and obtain a fair result, rather than dying meaninglessly here like the grass under your feet."

Ignoring the huge battles everywhere on the island, Semyal Garcia's face was full of confidence, as if victory was already held in his hands.

He has no reason not to be confident.

Their plan has been launched before the emergence of the Thunderstorm organization, and the fireworks experiment was carried out under their noses. It was originally a wrong attempt in the early stages of the plan. The Four Heavenly Kings of Thunderstorms and the Thunderstorm organization were just the product of the failure of the experiment.

Goniz was their people from beginning to end. Nancy Edward and a group of others followed him into the thunderstorm. They monitored the thunderstorm every move. Although there were unpredictable accidents in the middle, including the two of them being forced to participate in the fireworks experiment, which had an irreversible impact on their bodies, and the betrayal of Dalton Valen that caused all the data of the fireworks experiment to be temporarily transferred, etc.

But the final result was still good. The government successfully eliminated the thunderstorm and their plans were back on track.

The subsequent appearance of the Saint Maiden Association unexpectedly filled the vacancy in their plan. They actually knew that the island was bred with the so-called "Holy Son" they called, and had a chart to go to the island, which was a place they had not found for two years.

That is why Semier and others cooperated with the plan of the Saints Association in this way and tried to let their plans be relaxed by allowing them to relax their vigilance.

Just to seize their results!

Now is the time when the years of planning are over. If so much effort and planning cannot make them confident, then what else can give them confidence?

"Semil, why do you think you have won? We have Lord Valen and Ms. Desperate, and you no longer have the dominant powerhouses. It is still unknown who will be defeated!"

The pain lady stood in the middle of the crowd without any annoyance of planning failure, because in her opinion they still had the upper hand.

After all, in terms of dominant combat power, they did defeat Semier's team completely.

"So how about a bet? If your dominant powerhouse wins, then I will not only not kill you, but we are also letting you deal with it. If we win, I want to know why you have a chart leading to this island, and where did you know what you have here and how to cultivate it."

Semyr is very concerned about the two subsequent issues. Mark Darren has sent countless government spies to this issue in recent times, but he has never found any information about this.

"Yes, I hope you don't regret it then."

"If you win, I will regret it. Is it meaningful?"

The survival of Dalton Valen and Ms. Desperate means their complete failure. At that time, no matter whether they kill or not, they will be a complete failure.

"snort......"

Ms. Pain did not comment on Semyr's words.

Bang!

The cold snorting of the pain even disappeared, and a figure fell from a distance.

A "Nancy" whose body was shining with scarlet light and whose body had fallen into a state of side effects of several potential activation agents.

She rolled in a terrifying aura.

In his hand was carrying a woman's head.

"It seems I've won halfway."
Chapter completed!
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