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1203 catch 1

The flames turned into countless rag-like flying catkins, flying everywhere.

Garen stayed away from the fire, frowning as he looked at the fire that could not be extinguished for a long time.

The soul power aura was inside, but he couldn't get in to solve it. The temperature of the flame was at least several thousand degrees, and it was impossible for him to resist and go in to find something now.

"It's really troublesome."

He looked back at the sky in the distance. Kong Xinxue's helicopter slowly flew over, obviously coming to pick him up.

"I think there is probably not much left in such a small amount of soul power." Garen turned around and left quickly.

Soon the helicopter flew away from the island again.

Sitting on the helicopter, Garen looked down at the island below.

"How many more small islands are there?" he asked the black man.

"I only know that there is an island on the navigation system." The black driver replied quickly, fearing that Garon would be angry if he was too late. Seeing him slaughter so many White Crab troops with his own eyes, his respect for his family has now risen to the highest level of awe.

At the top, it is not an exaggeration to treat him as a commander.

"Take me there." Garen narrowed his eyes and said casually. "It just happens to be solved together. Is the fuel tank filled up?"

"Added!"

"Then go directly!"

Kong Xinxue looked at Garen like a monster.

"You...when did you become so perverted..." She couldn't hide the shock in her heart. This guy actually killed so many elite troops in a head-on confrontation! Even the most powerful nine-tailed fox in his impression

I guess I don't have this ability...

Garen smiled and didn't answer anything. He just sat in his seat with his eyes closed and meditated. The saber was placed leaning against the edge of his seat, and he put his hands on his knees. He slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Kong Xinxue was sitting next to him, but she faintly felt a cold aura that prohibited strangers from entering. It was as if she felt a slight chill from Garen's body. This originally clear guy became more and more vague and mysterious in her eyes.

"Who was he in the past! How could he climb to such a height in such a short period of time!?" She couldn't help but quietly become curious about Garen.

Snap.

The fire slowly extinguished, and a piece of charcoal exploded and broke. Then it was severely trampled to pieces by a black leather boot.

The man in black trench coat slowly walked to the location of the woman killed by Garen.

After bending down and slowly groping for a few times on the ground, he found a crystal clear hexagonal transparent gem from the ashes.

"Soul Crystal...the second one."

He murmured lowly and put the soul crystal into his windbreaker.

"What good luck. As long as I collect three of them, I can condense them into soul seeds. When the time comes, I can absorb them... Even the Slaughterer can't stop me!! Heh heh heh..." He sneered in a low voice.

"As long as I'm more careful, no one will know that I took the imitation divine pattern... Everything will be recorded on Garen. It's really good."

The figure slowly retreated with the soul crystal and boarded a submarine on the beach. It quickly disappeared into the depths of the sea.

Garen rushed forward slowly, faster and faster, faster and faster.

Suddenly he did a somersault and jumped forward, tsk tsk tsk!!

There were three crisp sounds in a row. Three three-meter-tall robots on the island below were knocked over and scrapped, and a large number of sparks erupted from them.

Boom boom boom!!

Three flames exploded.

Garen landed and continued walking forward with his saber in hand.

There were corpses everywhere, fragments of tanks, tanks, and even some fighter planes were stuck in the ground. Flames, black smoke, and various glazed pits made the entire new island a mess.

"The White Crab Army doesn't have any strong opponents?!" Garen grabbed the last bald man in dissatisfaction. He is the leader here and the person in charge of the entire island. He is wearing a white suit and has a shiny bald head.

, he should have had a very tough appearance, but now that Garen grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, he felt as weak as a kid.

"No... don't kill me!!" the bald head begged, his face covered with snot and tears, and fear spread from his eyes to his entire face, giving people a weird and twisted feeling.

"Too weak..." Garen threw him away casually. He had no interest in killing such a person.

Boom!!!

But what was unexpected was that before the bald man flew a few meters, there was a loud bang and an explosion.

Terrifying green flames mixed with white light spots exploded, instantly covering a nearby area of ​​more than ten meters.

Garen reacted at the moment of the explosion and immediately retreated, but it was too late and he was hit hard in the front.

puff!

He involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"What the hell!!" He didn't expect that this kind of self-destruction was not controlled by him, and it seemed to have nothing to do with his own wishes. It exploded almost suddenly.

Being hit in the front, he flew out and landed on the ground more than ten meters away. He wiped away the blood from his mouth. He was injured several times in a row. Even with his physical condition, he could not reach the point of vomiting blood.

"How come the bombs on the weaker guys are more powerful!?"

Standing up from the ground, Garen looked around. There was not a single living creature on the entire island. The rest had either escaped or had been killed.

"Let me teach you a lesson."

He turned around and left, heading towards the helicopter that was slowly lowering its altitude in the distance.

Although Kong Xinxue is not very powerful, he can still aim and threaten a black pilot with a pistol.

Not long after he left, the figure in black trench coat appeared again near the flames.

He had an extra fire-extinguishing tool in his hand, and he aimed it at the flames and sprayed it fiercely.

The fire suddenly extinguished, and the black figure walked in, his leather boots squeaking on the hot black earth ashes, emitting bursts of the stench of burnt leather.

He bent down and poked around in the soil with a piece of metal for a while, and once again found a crystal clear hexagonal gem among the ashes.

"The third one..."

He took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number.

"What orders do you have, Your Excellency?" A clear and cold voice came from the mobile phone.

"There are five more bases on the side of the White Crab Army. Let's deal with them all." The man in windbreaker whispered.

"Understood, everything is ready. Just waiting for your instructions."

"Well, everything will be solved within half an hour."

"As you wish."

The phone was disconnected, and the man in trench coat chuckled slightly.

“What a great harvest...”

He turned and walked towards the beach.

Somewhere under the sea, in a submarine

"The ninth base has been destroyed." Two black figures stood side by side in front of a white screen in the submarine, looking at the tragic situation of the devastated island above.

"Three regiments of people were defeated by Garen alone. It's unbelievable. He only has one person!" Another person said in a low voice. "In addition, the soul crystal was not found. It seems that it was taken away by Garen. The other islands should be

The auxiliary power that cooperates with his actions. If nothing goes wrong, all the soul crystals should be used to concentrate on Garen."

"We must get it back. The soul crystal is the basis for our cooperation with the Slaughterer. Since Garen dares to snatch the soul crystal, he is obviously ready for a head-on war with us."

"This time, are you going or am I going?" another person said.

"Let me go. As the President, you have to deal with too many things. It just so happens that I go out to do some exercise. I haven't been active for so many years, and I don't know how much ability I have left."

"As long as the Vulture people don't interfere, everything will go well for me. After you take care of Galleon, come back and join me immediately."

"clear."

"Let him know that not everything can be touched casually..."

On the helicopter, Garen sat in his seat, quietly waiting for Kong Xinxue's reaction.

"How about it?"

"Found it." Kong Xinxue opened her eyes. "Don't question my ability. Even if I'm not as good as you, this is my strength!" She said unwillingly.

"Specific location."

"It's directly below in the sea!"

Garen picked up his saber, opened the hatch, and jumped down!

puff!!

He plunged hard into the water below.

The sea water was dim and dark blue everywhere, but a clear and dark egg-shaped submarine appeared directly in front of Garen's eyes.

The fish egg submarine was actually transparent, and a figure wrapped in a black trench coat suddenly looked up.

He was holding an oval-shaped crystal clear gem in his hand and was moving it towards his mouth. When he saw Galen rushing down, he immediately speeded up. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's too late. You." He conveyed this meaning towards Garen from afar.

Garen had long felt that something was wrong, not only from the disappearance of the soul power behind him every time, but also from the fact that the defense of the White Crab Army seemed to have been relaxed by someone. It seemed that the news that he had destroyed the base could not be delivered.

In other places, the White Crab Army was caught off guard by him three times in a row. If no one secretly helped to block the information, I would not believe it.

This is not an ancient era when beacons were needed to transmit information, but only a phone call was needed to transmit information and communications to far away places. In this technological era, the only explanation for such a phenomenon is that someone is secretly helping

He concealed the information. And Galen is not a newbie. He has hundreds of years of experience and experience. If he can't detect such a little strange thing, then he has been in vain for all these years.

"Is it too late?" Garen curled his lips, and the saber in his hand shook suddenly. White flames suddenly burned all over his body. Huge soul power fluctuations burst out from his body.

The soul power penetrated the submarine and landed hard on the gem.

There was a buzz, and the gem actually stopped for a moment, hanging on the windbreaker man's mouth, as if it was controlled by some invisible force for a moment.

"The wind ahead." Garen waved his saber gently.

The blade burned with white flames, creating a strange arc as it slashed downwards.

Clang!!

The submarine was directly cut open with a knife, and a large amount of sea water rushed in. The submarine was suddenly shaken hard, and its moving speed was greatly reduced. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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