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Chapter 850 The death of the first rain(2/2)

I think you will understand, don't deny it, I can feel that you and I are the same type of people.

Well, since you are still so obsessed, I will teach you a lesson.

This world is not so naive. Only in failure and despair can people stand up."

From the beginning of his guidance, Matthew Buttan obviously hoped to convince Chen Xiaoming, hoping that he would not attack him without overestimating his ability and do these useless things.

However, no matter how Matthew Buttan persuaded him, Chen Xiaoming's soul-devouring man just kept moving his ghostly steps, constantly flashing around Matthew, looking for opportunities to attack.

He was like a monster that knew how to kill, completely losing his mind and reason.

Seeing this, Matthew Buttan stopped talking nonsense. He sneered and raised his sword, just like his arrogant red hair, standing in the sky and never admit defeat!

He wanted Chen Xiaoming, the new master of the Soul-Devouring Man, to see what is a real Montage Warrior, what is truly able to make merits, challenge the rules and the power of the star.

It's me! Not you!

"The Soul-Devourer gives you it's not a bad talent!

But you are still too weak! As weak as the Soul Eater!”

Matthew said, rushing forward with a grim smile!

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Chapter completed!
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