Chapter 175

"Dog *"! hurry up! Hurry up Mr. asamoa, with a blindfold in his eye, was cursing in a low voice.

It seems to be against him. The more he scolds the passenger ship, the slower the driving system reacts. Just as asamoa's patience is about to disappear, a faint voice comes from his ear: "asamoa?"

When he heard someone calling his name, asamoa stood up. Although he was not a wizard, he had the strength of a knight. Years of Knight cultivation made him extremely sensitive to the changes around him. However, now a man came to his side in silence, If this person doesn't speak, he doesn't even notice?

"I am asamoa, you are..." Asamoa turned around and watched warily at the tall man in black cloak who quietly came to his side.

"Very good!" When he saw the one eyed dragon in front of him and admitted that he was asamoa, Connor nodded with satisfaction. Originally, his mental power only told him that there was a one eyed dragon very similar to the portrait of asamoa given to him by Marguerite. But when Connor walked in, he found that there was a big difference between this one eyed dragon and the portrait of asamoa, For example, asamoa in the portrait is white, and now the one eyed dragon has brown skin·········

"Who are you?" Mr. asamoa was impatient that Connor didn't answer his question. He put one hand to his blindfold.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I'll take you on the road today!" His mind moved and sent out three spiritual shocks in a row. Connor said faintly:

When he heard Connor's words, asamoarton was in danger of death. He wanted to respond, but he couldn't do anything at all. He was knocked unconscious by Connor's spiritual shock and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing such a result, Connor's eyes in the black cloak were disappointed. His silver pendant had just been refined yesterday, so he didn't have time to test its power. He came here to hunt. He had hoped that the two prey would make him have a good time, But now it seems that this hope can only be pinned on Mr. walker, the arbiter of the storm church.

With one hand, Connor fell to the ground and a light ball appeared in asamoa's head. Looking at the light ball, Connor nodded reluctantly. He was still very interested in asamoa, a product of biological enhancement. But if Marguerite wanted him to die now, Connor could only help her fulfill her wish, Fortunately, in this ball of light, it is the soul of asamoa. After a while, he will go back to his apartment to capture his soul. It is estimated that he can also gain something!

The soul of asamoa, properly put into a small bottle, Connor a fireball will be asamoa's body all turned into ashes. However, after all this, Connor seemed to feel something in his eyes, and his eyes showed a touch of surprise.

A guy who exudes the smell of a junior wizard apprentice is thinking of coming here quickly·······

The mental force feels the energy fluctuation that is getting closer and closer. Connor laughs and shakes his head. Mr. walker, the arbiter, really has a way in heaven. If you don't go, there's no way in hell. You throw yourself in!

Three seconds later, a young man appeared in front of Connor, who was strong and strong. When the young man saw Connor looking at him with a smile on his face, he was immediately stunned. But soon he reacted and asked Connor in a deep voice, "who are you?"

"Are you walker, the arbiter of the church?" Instead of answering the young man's question directly, Connor asked with a smile

Hearing Connor's rhetorical question, the young man's eyes coagulated. In his hand, there was a light blue hammer with a storm rune. It seemed that it was the little hammer. It should be the storm hammer mentioned by Margaret and Connor!

"Yes! I'm walker. Who are you? " Holding the hammer of the storm in his hand, Walker asked in a cold voice

Looking at the young church arbiter, he was so nervous that Connor was dumbfounded. He shook his head and replied faintly: "I have many identities, but at this time, in this place, I am just a hunter, and you are my prey."

"Boom!"

Connor's words have not finished, Walker's hands of the hammer of the storm, suddenly hit Connor's head, but Connor's

Experience is obviously more sophisticated. It has already calculated to overthrow Walker's sneak attack. Saint Laurent's ring suddenly released a violet shield to block the hammer of the storm.

"Sneak attack is not a good habit." Under the protection of the purple shield, Connor shakes his finger to Walker with some banter.In the face of Connor's provocation, Walker, the young church arbiter, was not angry. With a sneer, he hit the storm hammer of the purple shield with the empty point of his right hand and sang in a low voice.

"Hum!"

Under Walker's casting, the hammer of the storm hummed, then became three times bigger, and the energy fluctuation also expanded several times. Feeling this, Connor restrained his smile, stared at Walker's tough face, and said word by word: "you are not a junior apprentice, you are an intermediate apprentice!"

"Do you know?" This time it was Walker's turn. There was a hint of banter in his voice. He looked at Connor and said, "I didn't expect Miss Margaret to collude with a black wizard like you. When I take you, Miss Margaret will be with me!"

Looking at the vague vision in Walker's eyes, Connor felt speechless. Walker was one of Marguerite's admirers, but it was normal. When he came to this world and stayed in the upper class for so long, he saw countless beautiful women, and Connor didn't see that woman more beautiful than Marguerite, The only one that can match it is Miss Audrey, whom she met by chance on the cruise ship at night.

My fair lady, a gentleman, Walker like Marguerite, that goblin is totally reasonable! If it wasn't for her tenacity, she might have been fascinated by Marguerite.

Although Walker didn't say it clearly, Connor could guess why he said that if he took himself, Marguerite would be with her. It was just to threaten Marguerite with the charge of colluding with the black wizard himself