The figure with two horns was hesitating.
As an observer, it was necessary to be cautious and not allow even a drop of water to come into contact with it.
Even if he was ten kilometers away from the target, even if his eyes would not leave any traces, the figure would still hesitate, worry, and fear.
Hesitating if he would be discovered.
Worried if he would be discovered.
Worried if he would be caught.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The Observer was deep in thought, but his mouth was moving with a murderous aura.
"I've had enough of you …"
As if changing his expression, the contemplative face instantly changed into a ferocious and murderous expression.
But in the next breath, it changed back to an angry expression.
The short change in expression was like a severe case of dual personality disorder.
"Forget it, let's observe for a while … After all, he is someone who can kill the Silencer."
The Observer thought for a while and decided to stay and observe.
From his point of view, being able to kill the Silencer was enough to prove the strength of this group of humans.
Therefore, the understanding that humans are weak should not be applied to this group of humans.
"If I can get more information, I can't miss it."
The Observer focused his attention on the distance. At the same time, he was curious about how the humans killed the Silencer.
The Silencer's ability was similar to using poker cards to compare the number of points. There was nothing fancy about it. The higher point card could eat the lower point card.
In other words, it was absolute power.
And the result in the Observer's eyes was that the Silencer with a [2] card lost to the human with a [1] card.
This result was unexpected. Although it did not shock the Observer, it was still suspicious.
It was as if … the human with the [1] card cheated and changed it to the Big and Small Ghost cards before revealing his cards.
Although he was suspicious, the Observer did not even blink. He focused on observing Bujand's team in the forest.
"The Raiders are also in danger."
The Observer muttered to himself.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.
[The Silencer was killed because … the human came into contact with the power left behind by the Restorer?]
[Is it possible? A mere human …]
The Observer's expression became serious.
At the same time, in the Tusk Tree Forest.
The attacks that landed on the so-called 'Plunderers' all disappeared into the silent ripples, and no one knew where they went.
Just like that, he passively took the beating without the slightest intention of attacking.
However, from the moment they'd appeared, the dangerous aura they'd exuded hadn't weakened in the slightest.
Paristone smiled at the alien, who hadn't moved at all. He lifted his hands and a ball of telekinesis wrapped around them.
"The ability will be activated by the Thought Beast."
His left hand moved forward, and the glowing ball of consciousness left a trail in the air.
"The abuser must bear the consequences, which means there is no way to avoid it."
His right hand moved downward, and a ray of light streaked across the air, disappearing in an instant.
"However, the same goes for joint responsibility."
Two rays of telekinesis crossed each other in the air, like a [portrait] that existed in speculation.
In his steady and powerful voice, Paristone's seemingly meaningless movements made him look like a music conductor.
"Therefore, when the target swallows the consequences, the Thought Beast will further spread."
His dancing arms suddenly stopped, and his hands slowly pressed down toward the void. The ball of consciousness wrapped around his palms weakened from strong to weak, and gradually disappeared.
"That's enough."
Paristone's smile was still on his face, and his gaze fell on the veins on the walnut-like ball of the Plunderers.
[It's moving …]
Paristone thought silently.
[So, it's now.]
In an instant, the telekinesis on Paristone's body disappeared, and a red circle appeared on the ground beneath his feet, with a white line in the middle.
Bujand and the others glanced at Paristone, whose telekinesis had disappeared, and the mark that appeared on the ground.
Now, even a puff of air could kill Paristone, who was confined in the circle.
At the same time, the ball on the Plunderers' body suddenly swelled slightly, and the thick veins were pulsating. The telekinesis that enveloped its body stretched and relaxed as if it was breathing.
"Hm?"
Mary's eyes focused, and she tilted her head to look. A Thought Beast with a walnut-like head had appeared on her shoulder.
At the same time, similar Thought Beasts appeared on the glass of Graham's cockpit, and on Muuherr's shoulder.
"Don't move."
Just as Mary and the others were about to take action, they heard Paristone's calm voice.
Out of their trust in Paristone, Mary and the others did as they were told, even if they were in danger. They didn't resist the Thought Beast that was so close to them.
The Plunderers remained where they were, waiting for the result.
However, what they expected didn't happen.
"Mr. Walnut-Like Brain, you've been intercepted."
Pariston clapped his hands and made a sound. The red circle on the ground that surrounded him slowly disappeared.
At the same time, the Thought Beasts on Mary's shoulders disappeared into thin air.
If the Plunderers had facial features, they would be confused and confused at this moment.
"Kill them."
Paristone looked at Graham.
"Alright."
Graham still didn't know what was going on, but he didn't think too much about it. He raised his gun and fired at the Plunderers again.
A dense barrage of bullets rained down on the Marauders.
This time, the attacks weren't redirected. They collided with the Thought Layer on the Plunderers, causing explosions.
Following closely behind was Mary's super powerful single point attack.
With the explosion of Telekinesis, the alien was reduced to a pile of broken pieces.
The strange thing that had been in a stalemate for so long fell to the ground under the barrage of attacks.
Usamei blinked and looked at Perriston, who was not far away. She asked curiously, "What if you guessed wrong?"
"Guess."
Paristone smiled.
Usame's lips twitched.
The team didn't let down their guard after dealing with the enemy.
"There should be more than two in this batch," Paristone analyzed.
"It doesn't matter. We'll kill as many as come."
Bujand clenched his fists, and his heat fluctuated.
"On the other hand, you guys have to speed up. The sooner you squeeze out the value of the books, the sooner you can get rid of these troublesome things."
Everyone was silent.
It wasn't easy to extract the power left behind by the restored corpses.
Especially when they were getting to know more about the Dark Continent.
.....
After three days, Bohara and the others recovered from their injuries.
With Old White's Fantasy Type Healing ability, the broken arm could be perfectly restored.
In the three days before the test results came out, Higashi had completely turned into a storyteller. He told Luo and the others about his experiences in the Darkness Continent for hundreds of years.
At the same time, Norb, who had recovered, couldn't find a chance to share his ability evolution with Law, so he went to eliminate the entrance and exit of the apartment.
Woking was badly beaten in the previous battle. After the treatment, he was full of energy again.
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