In the room, Algor with wet hair looked at Su Jin with a dead eyeball in his hand, and blurted out:

"So fast?"

It took less than 1 minute from Su Jin's lock on the target to the successful return of the attack. In such a time, Al Gore couldn't even dry his hair.

She just washed her hair. When wiping her hair, she told Su Jin that it was time to do something. Then she wiped her hair a little. Before drying her hair, Su Jin finished the attack and ran back.

As for that efficiency?

My hair is still dry!

Chapter 0847 You are afraid that you are not bragging

"So fast?"

Hearing Algor's exclamation, Su Jin couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He threw the deadly eyes in his hands directly onto the table in front of the sofa, picked up the water that Algor poured for himself, and gulped it down.

Seeing this, Al Gore didn't bother Su Jin for drinking the water she drank, but said with a smile:

"You kid, you are really talented as a killer."

Algor looked at Su Jin up and down, and joked:

"You guy, let's just start a killer community. It's sure to make more money than Arcadia."

"Pull it down."

Su Jin put the cup on the table angrily. It was the first time for him to assassinate someone. He was very nervous just now, for fear that Anat would escape.

Fortunately, under the anger of the other party, the first thought was not to escape, but to teach him a deep lesson for the killer, which created a chance for Su Jin.

Of course, there is also an element of mental arithmetic.

Arnat's intelligence, Algor has already collected all the information.

What kind of authority she is good at, what kind of ability she has, and what is her habit of making moves, all these information were told to Su Jin early.

On Su Jin's side, whether it's the accumulation of corpse qi against the spirit, or the phantom Demon Emperor Fist against the spiritual body, or the Galaxy Star Blast, whose frontal offensive power is comparable to the Galaxy Big Bang.

This series of golden combat skills are all unfamiliar to Anat.

She didn't understand until she died that these attacks that had no trace of power and authority, and did not mobilize the power of the rules of the little garden at all, how could they have such a destructive power.

And the most ruthless thing is that these terrifying attacks were actually compressed and controlled in Su Jin's small palm, and they were not sent into the enemy's body to detonate until they attacked the enemy.

This series of lack of information and the careless loss of Jingzhou made Anat a good three-digit **** king, and he was directly planted in Su Jin's hands without showing any strength.

This is not a war crime.

Su Jin is also aware of this, so he scoffs at Al Gore's proposal to open a community of killers.

When the three figures of Hakoba know about Su Jin's combat style and attack characteristics, they will definitely target him on purpose.

It won't be so convenient then.

Fortunately, before attacking Anat, Su Jin asked Al Gore for a treasure to cover up the traces.

In this way, Su Jin's fighting style will be exposed later, and a few more unlucky **** kings can be overshadowed.

After drinking the water, Su Jin, who was tired because he was relaxed, said:

"You will handle the rest?"

"no problem."

Al Gore put the white cloth on his head and looked at the eyes on the table with a smile.

At this time, those dead eyes were staring at Algor, showing obvious resentment.

Obviously, even if there was only one eyeball left, the spirit and body were almost completely burned out by the ghost blue flames, but Anat was still dead and not stiff, and there was still a breath left.

Therefore, after seeing that the person who assassinated himself was Algor, Anat would be so hated.

"Yo, do you really think that I can't help you by hiding under the sign of Ouroboros?"

Facing the hateful gaze, Algor smiled hippyly:

"You don't even want to offend me, you just offend my man. Now, isn't it natural for my man to kill you?"

Those eyes full of hatred trembled, the atmosphere was shaken by mental power, and a female voice full of maliciousness came:

"Ishtar! This time, let's say you won!"

"But you have to remember!"

"We, it's not over—!"

"yoyoyo~~"

Algorr lengthened his tone with a smile, and said with anger that would pay for his life:

"This tone is as if you, Anat, are seventeen people, and you are still with me. You seem to be unable to beat my man."

At this time, Su Jin, who was preparing to take a bath with a bath towel and a change of clothes, said calmly:

"Her strength is still very good."

Hearing this, Anat's eyes showed a clear sneer.

He seemed to be laughing at Algor, who couldn't even keep his own man's mouth shut.

At this time, she heard Su Jin's comment.

"At least I persisted for 2 seconds when I didn't wear the holy clothes and burned 30% of the small universe. It should be regarded as a good master in the triple digits."

The sneer in Anat's eyes froze.

Not wearing holy clothes?

Burned 30% of the small universe?

For two seconds?

Is my Anat's strength worthy of your evaluation, Su Jin?

Good guy, co-authoring, you just started but haven't you been serious?

I'm afraid you're not bragging, are you?

Al Gore was also confused at this time:

"With your character, why don't you wear holy clothes? Don't you burn the small universe with all your strength?"

Su Jin's face darkened as soon as he heard it: "The mental retardation in the center is not allowed!"

Al Gore instantly understood.

She is very clear that Su Jin's power is not the system of the small garden, so she can not be suppressed by the "lower output limit".

Like the gods of the small garden, when they use their authority and power to directly generate power, they will be suppressed by the central garden of the small garden.

But this unrestrictedness is also different.

Now it seems that Su Jin does not wear holy clothes and burns 30% of the microcosm, which is the upper limit given to him by the center of the small garden at the lower level.

Although he can still attack and kill a God King, it should be only a line higher than the full power of a God King at the lower level.

No wonder Su Jin will be upset after knowing this, he is afraid.

If this upper limit has been unknown because he has not done anything, he will be caught after doing something big and be besieged by several **** kings, even Su Jin will still be shriveled in the lower level.

Fortunately, now that he has the information in advance, Su Jin has a bottom line, and naturally understands his position in the lower level.

Stronger than all four-digit exceptions and even the lower realm of the god-king body, he can kill anyone one-on-one, but if he is under siege, if there are more than three opponents, Su Jin can only fight hard. If there are five, he will have to run for his life.

Thinking of this, Al Gore blinked and said, "Would you like to go to the upper floors next time to vote? Try your limits?"

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance." Su Jin muttered, put a batch of towels on his shoulders, and went to take a shower.

"Bad man."

Seeing Su Jin running to take a bath, Algor couldn't help but muttered, realizing that he had to pay a little price tonight.

Feeling inexplicable in his heart, Algor raised his hand directly, grabbed Anat's eyeballs, passed it on to the troublemaker forum, and passed it directly to Orochimaru, and then sent a forum message.

"Eat her, you will keep 1000 points, and all the others will be transferred."

Without waiting for a reply, Al Gore wiped his hair again, but this time his movements became very slow, and there was a little unknown panic.

——

57155 Outer Gate, Lava City.

Wearing a white robe with a veil wrapped around his head, the man with cinnabar between his eyebrows looked hesitantly at the black building not far away.

"It's true that the fluctuation of authority is around here, but how did it disappear..."

He looked at the building suspiciously, and at the same time mobilized the intelligence network of the Tianjun, and finally narrowed his eyes:

"Is it the hiding place of Ouroboros..."

Hearing this, he silently appeared in the building, in front of Guise who was anxiously waiting for the reply from the upper floors.

Geese's eyes flashed, and he felt that there was another person in front of him, and immediately scolded:

"Who is it? I didn't even know when I knocked on the door, and I broke in. I didn't see me waiting for the upper floor..."

At this time, he finally saw the face of the person who came, and his face turned pale in an instant:

"Brahma, Brahma, Brahma—!"

Brahma cracked the corners of his mouth at this time, revealing eight shining teeth:

"Children, you and I are very destined!"

Chapter 0848 Chapter 0848 Tianjun Investigation

Gray-black volcanic ash fell from the sky and silently hit the cloak.

Marta stretched out her finger and wiped away the dust, then narrowed her eyes and looked at the nearby building:

"To be honest, I really don't want to come to such a remote place to investigate!"

Beside her, the man in white robe wrapped in a headscarf closed his eyes, looked at the suspects in the building who were escorted by the Martial Gods of the Heavenly Army, and sighed softly:

"Have you found anything?"

"Uesugi went in, but nothing comes out now."

Marta rubbed the gray-black dust on her hands and said with a gloomy expression:

"But I feel that we should find the right master."

They went to the lower realm this time to track down the suspicious elements who attacked the Babylonian group of gods and were suspected of being the final trial, and according to Marta's hunch.

They seem to have done it quite successfully.

It hasn't been more than a day... Marta reluctantly pulled the hood over her head to block the dust while observing those being escorted:

"Trouble, the final trial and those snakes, tsk, can't you be more honest?"

At this time, Brahma's tone was a little melancholy: "I smell the smell of disaster..."

Marta couldn't deny the words: "Hopefully it's not a joint effort."

If the Final Trial and Ouroboros join forces, Marta can't imagine what kind of disaster it would be.

Of course, according to the past practice, the final trial rarely has the phenomenon of gangs, but more emphasis on independent self.

But to be honest, it's hard to justify this routine, and that's where Marta is troubled.

When the escorts were almost there, the heroic Uesugi Kenshin came over in a lady's suit:

"Brahma, are you sure this is where the battle took place?"

Hearing this, Brahma raised his hand, and the white robe on his body snapped and transformed into a snow-white swan, standing on his shoulders, shaking his wings.

Brahma touched the head of the swan and said when the swan squinted:

"Although there was only a brief change of less than a microsecond, the child did find something unusual."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Uesugi Kendo: "How about that member named Keith?"

"Secrets are protected."

Hearing this, Uesugi Kenshin shook his head and said: