Super Talisman Master

Miau Se and Lucas were sitting on the altar, staring blankly at the Crystal Screen. Looking at the figure that had turned into a pile of bones, it took them a long time to regain their senses from the shock. They couldn't accept this reality. The Great Divine Son, Provence, whom they had placed high hopes on, had actually died!    

"This is impossible!"    

Miau Se screamed in horror. He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Provence had already borrowed the power of his will. How could he die? That was the power of God! How could a mere mortal resist the power of God?    

Miau Se's scream woke Lucas up. He took a deep look at the bones in the Crystal Screen. He said in a deep voice, "Provence borrowed the power of will but still couldn't kill that person. From this, it can be seen that there must be a huge secret hidden in that person's body. We must get this person and bring him back to the church. Issued by the Pope! Otherwise, both of us will be severely punished for the death of the Great God Child! "    

Hearing Lucas's words, Miau Se seemed to have woken up from a dream, and the fear on his face became even more intense. If they just returned without doing anything, their current status would surely be taken away. And they would even be locked up in the dungeon of the church and suffer endless torture!    

"No! No way! We must catch him and bring him back to the Church! " Miau Se screamed again," I don't want to enter the dungeon! "    

Lucas frowned and looked at Miau Se, who was about to go crazy, and then looked down at the information about Qin Chuan in his hand. He used a lot of force and turned the information in his hand into ashes. No matter what kind of price he had to pay, he had to bring Qin Chuan back!    

Lava World.    

Shamila felt that something was not right. They had walked all the way here. They did not meet a large group of people from the God Race. They did not even meet a small group. This was a very strange thing.    

"Your Highness, we should only have encountered four people from the God Race, and all of them are ordinary representatives. None of them are Son of God."    

The scouts of the Celestial Clan came back from afar and reported the situation to Shamila.    

Hearing the report from the scout, Shamila couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "This is too strange. Did you discover anything else?"    

The scout shook his head and said, "No. I have been scouting all the way and it was basically calm and quiet. I almost did not find anything unusual."    

"The strangest thing is that there were no abnormalities." Shamila frowned and said, "God Race must be plotting something. I don't believe they will do nothing!"    

The scout smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, I also feel that this matter is very strange, but I really did not find anything."    

Just as Shamila was about to send more people to investigate the situation in the surroundings, the teleportation device on her wrist suddenly lit up. Not only her, but also the other teleportation devices lit up. Seeing this scene, Shamila was very shocked. She did not understand why the conveyor that would light up after the end of the exchange meet would suddenly light up at this time.    

When Shamila thought of this matter, her figure had already become blurry. She left the Lava World and returned to the outside world of the Heavenly God Star.    

Nearly 120 figures appeared on a huge platform almost at the same time. Everyone had puzzled expressions on their faces. They did not understand why the exchange meeting had suddenly ended. Could it be that something unexpected had happened?    

Just as Shamila wanted to find someone to ask about the situation, the scout suddenly said to Shamila, "Your Highness, look over at the God Race!"    

Shamila heard the scout's words and subconsciously looked towards the God Race. When she saw that the God Race only had a little more than 30 people, she could not help but feel a little surprised in her heart. When she saw the sorrowful expressions on the faces of the God Race's people, Shamila's mind was filled with question marks. Could it be that the God Race's people had encountered some kind of unforeseen event that led to the end of the social meeting? If that wasn't the case, then there was no reason for the God Race to only send over thirty people out!    

Just as Shamila was thinking about this, Tai Loong suddenly appeared beside Shamila. He faintly protected Shamila behind him, his eyes vigilantly looking in the direction of the God Race, as if he was guarding against something.    

Shamila saw Tai Loong and immediately asked, "Mo, what is going on? Did God Race encounter some kind of disaster in the Lava World?"    

Tai Loong heard this and looked at Qin Chuan who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the crowd as if nothing had happened. He said to Shamila, "If Qin Chuan is considered a kind of disaster, then the God Race did encounter a disaster."    

Shamila was slightly stunned. She asked in confusion, "What does this mean?"    

Tai Loong pursed his lips and said to Shamila, "Qin Chuan took the initiative to find the people of God Race. He killed more than fifty people of God Race by himself, including the Great God Provence!"    

Hearing Tai Loong's words, Shamila's pupils couldn't help but shrink. There was a shocked expression on her face as she exclaimed, "Qin Chuan killed Provence?!"    

The surrounding people were curious about why the social meeting had suddenly stopped. Suddenly, they heard Shamila's exclamation. Each of them had a shocked expression on their faces. Subconsciously, they turned to look at the calm Qin Chuan.    

Qin Chuan had killed Provence?!    

The people who were confused about why the social meeting had suddenly ended suddenly understood. The abrupt end of the social meeting must have something to do with Provence's death!    

Facing the complicated gazes of the crowd, Qin Chuan gently smiled and said to them, "Calm down. It's not a big deal."    

Hearing Qin Chuan's words, everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Qin Chuan spoke in a relaxed manner. They wouldn't think that this was a very simple matter! One should know that as the core of God Race, Provence must have gathered a large number of his own clan members just like Shamila. In order for Qin Chuan to kill Provence under such circumstances, the first thing he needed to do was to break through the defense line of the rest of God Race! This also explained why there were only about thirty people who were teleported out of the God Race. Most of the remaining people were probably killed by Qin Chuan!    

In other words, Qin Chuan almost wiped out the God Race's representative with his own strength!    

Swoosh!    

Lui Zi's figure flashed and appeared beside Qin Chuan. She looked at Qin Chuan faintly and asked, "Why didn't you ask me to join you when you did this kind of thing?"    

Qin Chuan grinned when he heard this and said, "At that time, I encountered those few Son of God who were injured by your soul fire. Then, I found Provence. Since you have already fought with them, it means that they have evil intentions towards you. In order to get back at you, of course I have to get rid of their important figures. "    

Qin Chuan said it casually, but Lui Zi was sure that Qin Chuan must have encountered a great danger. If it wasn't for that, Qin Chuan wouldn't be sitting on the ground right now.