He was obviously an orphan from a church orphanage, so he should be very innocent.

Unexpectedly, there was another mole.

Mikain began to wonder which family was the mole.

"Old man, you are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger..." Bai Huang said in a hoarse voice.

My teeth felt a little loose, my gums were bleeding, and a rusty smell spread in my mouth.

"Heh." Faced with the White Emperor's question, Mikain chuckled, "Do you think that us bad old men can be superior to hunters just because we are old enough?"

Not only him, but Bishop Hardy and the giants of the ten major dioceses are all strong!

Their strength is not inferior to the legendary hunters, but even exceeds them.

Oh, the director of the R&D institute may not necessarily be good at it, most likely not. After all, there are specialties in the art industry.

As for the president of the Hunter Guild, he is clearly a strong man.

If you want to become the president of the Hunter Guild, the prerequisite is to be a certified hunter.

"Tell me, which family are you from, or were you instigated from behind?" Mikain asked.

No matter what, the church orphanage needs to be cleaned up again.

It is not good news that such an important training base keeps having problems.

"I'm from Vientiane."

Baihuang gave the pot to Wanxiang without hesitation.

Mikain smiled and raised his foot to step on the White Emperor's right arm.

If you don't tell the truth, you should be beaten.

The White Emperor suddenly rolled to the side, but Mikain followed him like a shadow, following closely behind him and stepping down with his foot.

The ground suddenly sank, and a shallow pit appeared with Bai Huang as the center.

In the shallow pit, Bai Huang's face turned pale again, and his telekinetic armor was almost crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, he was smart. While talking, he took out the Dream Stone in his inventory and used it to further advance his telekinesis.

Only then did he block this stampede.

"It's very tough." Mikain said, "It's a pity that you could have become a legendary hunter."

This time, the target of his raised foot was the White Emperor's head.

Although the Dream Stone increases the intensity of telekinesis, it will not restore the White Emperor's injuries.

If you do this again, the telekinetic armor will really break, and then the White Emperor will not have to bear the severe pain after the telekinetic force is broken.

The head blossomed directly under this kick.

There wasn't even a chance to get up and dance.

Fortunately, this kick did not really step down and stopped on the head of the White Emperor.

Mikain ignored the White Emperor and turned to look at Xia Yanzhen, who was dragging his ground-breaking gun over.

Xia Yanzhen smiled at Mikain, put on the Mask of Tribulation Fire, and began to walk faster.

Mikain looked at the time on his watch and shook his head: "These unreliable losers."

Facing Xia Yanzhen, who was gradually turning into flames, he smiled ferociously: "I'm an old man, I haven't moved in many years."

Being left behind everyone.

On the battlefield where Stan died, the two legendary hunters were meditating and silent...

If they're not mistaken, it seems Stan even had his ashes raised?
Chapter completed!