Chapter 2152
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Mo Fan was not far away from them. He was following behind them.
Babbitt immediately saw Mo Fan, who was emitting a dark aura. His lips curled disdainfully.
"Are you the one that wants to kill my little darling?" Babbitt stared at Mo Fan and asked calmly.
Babbitt gently patted the black diamond Kachaga's back with his hand. His hand even unconsciously slid to her waist. He knew that this was Kachaga's sensitive spot. As long as he touched it, she would be willing to do anything no matter where or how.
Kachaga was twenty years old. Babbitt had taught her for twelve years. No woman was more agreeable to him than her in every aspect.
Was someone trying to kill her?
Even though she specialized in selling young, beautiful European women to remote nobles as playthings in their basement, how could he blame her for it? She had ended up in his hands too!
She was so pitiful, yet she was so agreeable to him. Anyone that tried to kill her was going to fight him to the death!
"Don't be scared, I'm here!" Babbitt patted Kachaga's back. His heart ached when he saw her panicking face. He could not help but lower his head to kiss her on the forehead.
Babbitt suddenly picked up a foul smell when he moved his lips closer. Why did his little darling have such a pungent smell?
Babbitt opened his eyes. He suddenly shrunk back and shoved the little darling in his arms away.
Kachaga's face was black, dry, and full of wrinkles. She looked like an eighty-year-old woman instead of a young, energetic woman in her twenties!
"Mr. Babbitt …" Kachaga fell to the ground and looked at Babbitt in confusion.
She did not seem to notice the changes to her body. When she reached out her hand, she realized it had turned into a withered branch. She felt like she had been struck by lightning.
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me!?" Kachaga screamed in horror.
Not only her arm, but her face and her young body were also rapidly aging. It was as if a few decades had passed in a minute …
Black gas seeped out of her skin, taking away her youth at the same time. In the end, she turned into a black and skinny corpse. Compared to her delicate and delicate appearance before, Babbitt's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife!
Twelve years! Babbitt did not have that many years. He had so many girls in his hands, but none of them had grown up to look like Kajara. Kajara was his most satisfying masterpiece, yet she had turned into the ugliest and most disgusting thing in front of him!
"Dark Withering. Her body has long been corroded." Miss Yuri said calmly as she stared at Kajara's corpse.
"I don't like people who are two-faced. The body should be the same as the heart." Mofan walked forward, not even bothering to look at Black Diamond Kassaga's corpse.
She had already proved her worth, so there was no need to keep her alive.
"Do you know who I am?" Babbitt suppressed the anger in his heart and asked with a dark expression.
"I only know you are her superior. By the way, tell him my purpose. I'm too lazy to keep repeating the same thing, "Mofan glanced at the tattooed man.
The tattooed man was already scared out of his wits. Kajara had already run all the way here. How did she still die!?
He knew why Kajara had died. He knew he was going to end up like her, but he was terrified that the man was still sparing his life.
"Tell him, or you will explode or die of exhaustion!" Mofan said to the tattooed man.
The tattooed man was trembling. He was having trouble pronouncing the words. He was determined to live as long as he could. He said to Babbitt, "Mr. Babbitt … this man asked me to ask for help from my superior. He said he would kill me if I didn't do it, so I went to Miss Kajara. He … he killed all the Mages around Miss Kajara, and asked Miss Kajara to come to you for help. He said the same thing to Miss Kajara. "
Babbitt felt like a volcano that was about to erupt when he heard the words!
The man was torturing his baby!
"You heard what he said. Your name is Babbitt, right? What position do you hold in the Black Ornaments? Forget it, I don't care what your position is. You can leave now. You have a day to seek protection from your superior. If your superior is willing to protect you, you will be able to live … (sigh), I still ended up repeating myself, "Mo Fan sighed.
"Who do you think you are? An angel of the Sacred City? The God of Judgment? Do you have any idea how much power we have in Crete? Even the robbers in the alleys have to hand over a third of their loot to us. You are just a little Dark Mage. Do you really think you can take on the entire Black Ornaments? "Babbitt yelled furiously.
"Covering the sky with one hand is probably the best way to describe your current situation. Very well, I'm not interested in small fries, either, "Mofan said.
"Kill him, no … capture him alive, I want him alive!" Babbitt ordered his men.
Soon, the well-dressed businessmen started to crowd around them. Magical auras were surging from their bodies, just like the auras of wild beasts coming out of their nostrils, coming from all directions.
"Do you know why I want you to live? In a week's time, I will have my men from different countries bring all the people who are related to you here, starting from the most distant to the closest. I will kill them one by one. You will be able to witness the whole process and die in pain and despair. I will give you enough time to regret going against the Black Ornaments and me! "Babbitt said with a ferocious expression.
"That's what he said when he bumped into me. You should be more specific. As expected of my superior, "Mofan pointed at the tattooed man.
The tattooed man was already regretting his decision. Why did he have to put on an act in front of a demon? He was just an elite member of the Black Ornaments Guild. He did not have the ability to do that, but Babbitt … if he was an ordinary person or a low-level Mage, he might be able to do it.
Hopefully, Babbitt would be able to kill the demon young man and put an end to the recurring nightmare.
"Capture him alive!" Babbitt yelled angrily.
Mo Fan's expression was exceptionally calm as he faced the magic aura that surrounded him like seawater.
"Actually, I do have pets too, but they're not women. They're a bunch of people that eat rotten flesh. I initially prepared them for the scum of the Black Vatican, but you all fit the bill too!" Mo Fan was already engulfed in the glow of the moon, which gradually formed a Star Constellation!
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