Chapter 177

If you look at the transparent ball of light carefully, you can vaguely see Walker's face in the ball of light. However, at this time, the referee has already lost his original spirit. The face in the ball of light is full of resentment and fear.

The speed of the light ball is very fast, and it rushes out of the passenger ship of the cruise ship and wants to fly to the distance. However, just when Walker's face appears a light color in the light ball, a chain with mysterious runes flickers, that is, silently, the second serve comes first, twines on the light ball and detains the light ball on the spot.

"In front of me, a psychic wizard, if you want to escape, it seems that you are really desperate!" Looking at the light ball trapped by his shadow chain, Connor said faintly. With one hand move, the light ball controlled by the shadow chain flew slowly to Connor's hand.

"No ······"

Walker in the ball of light cried out in fear. He was frantically trapped, trying to get rid of all this, but he lost his body, lost the hammer of the storm, and now he is a piece of fat that can be slaughtered. Connor can cut it as he wants.

Holding the light ball in his palm, Connor didn't rush to play with walker, so he took out a small bottle from the space ring and put Walker's soul light ball in.

After solving Walker's problem, Connor looked around and had a slight headache. After the killing, how should he deal with the scene and cover up his traces?

After a little thought, there was a light in Connor's eyes, and he thought of a good way!

Half an hour later, about ten miles from Greenwood wharf, there was a deafening roar!

"Boom!"

A fireball burst out of the cockpit of a passenger ship, and then the steam power of the passenger ship connected with the cockpit burst out several times. In less than a minute, a medium-sized passenger ship that can carry dozens of people slowly sank into the deep storm ocean.

In the distance, Connor, the creator of all this, stood on a small boat and looked at his works. As a result, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He has cleaned up the passenger ship, but now it's exploding and flooded. Whether the church can find the passenger ship or not, they can only get the wreckage.

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Three days later, in the apartment at 16 Rand street, Connor, who had just taken a hot bath, was sitting on his soft sofa in his nightgown, leisurely reading today's roon evening news.

However, a gust of wind, Conner apartment windows were quietly opened, and then quietly closed, a faint aroma, appeared in Conner's surrounding.

"Done with it?" Connor didn't seem to feel the difference around him. He still focused on the newspaper in his hand, but he asked in his mouth

"Well, Connor, you did better than I expected!" Marguerite, who came quietly, sat on the sofa beside Connor. Her charming eyes were full of appreciation.

"Walker is an intermediate wizard apprentice!" When the newspaper was put away, Connor's eyes were fixed on Marguerite's body. Although her tone was flat, Marguerite sitting next to him could clearly feel the chill like an iceberg in Connor's words, as well as the looming killing intention.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't know it until later! I've brought you compensation! " As for Connor's attitude, Marguerite seems to be expected. Without any panic, she takes out a fist sized raw ore mixed with silver spots from her space ring and puts it on the table between them.

"I believe you can extract at least ten grams of Mithril from Mithril ore!" Pointing to the raw ore, Marguerite explained apologetically:

Listening to Marguerite's apology, Connor glanced at Marguerite's compensation - the original Mithril ore. he seemed to take up the Mithril ore with great interest and put it in his own hands.

After playing for a while, Connor pointed to the raw ore and said to Marguerite with a smile: "do you think this thing can make up for your cheating on me?"

As her voice declined, Connor did not wait for Marguerite to explain to him. Suddenly, he burst out and grabbed the defenseless Marguerite's slender white neck, and the whole person pressed on Marguerite.

Marguerite didn't seem to expect that her collaborators would attack her. She was stunned on the spot and didn't wait for her reaction. Her life and death was in the hands of Connor. With the palm of Connor's hand, Marguerite, a beautiful woman with great country and city, would die on the spot."I'll tell you for the last time that Walker is an intermediate wizard apprentice, and I only knew it yesterday!" Although little life is in Connor's hands, there is no fear in Margaret's blue pupil. She is a little disappointed and says word by word

Marguerite didn't ask for mercy as expected. Connor felt that he was in a dilemma. He used the technique of Dementor to Walker. Naturally, he knew what Marguerite said at this time, Margaret had no idea that walker had become an intermediate wizard apprentice.

Connor never thought that he would kill Marguerite. If he decided to kill Marguerite, Connor would just attack her with all his strength, instead of holding Marguerite's neck as now,

But even so, Connor has a deep understanding of what he is doing. He wants to teach Margaret a profound lesson, Can't let her feel to deceive oneself, a little benefit can muddle through!

However, the plan can't keep up with the change. Margaret doesn't beg for mercy. She is so soft that Connor, who wants to find a step, feels a little tricky.

In her heart, Connor secretly decided to hold Marguerite's slender neck arm, and immediately added some strength. Marguerite's white face immediately became paler, but Marguerite still didn't beg for mercy. She looked into Connor's eyes and said with difficulty: "Connor Ferguson, if you think I mean to harm you, Then you can do it. It's a relief to die in the hands of you bastard

Then Marguerite closed her eyes without any resistance, as if waiting for Connor to kill her·······

"Malegobi" is a situation that Connor never thought of, which immediately makes Connor's heart run like ten thousand beasts