Since both the Tearer and the Illusionist are the next form of the Dome Breaking, they are definitely not just the difference in ability.

"Is the drawer's shortcomings or IQ problem?"

Situ Yao nodded and said, "Yes! The illusionists retain human intelligence, but have a fickle appearance and unpredictable energy. And they are completely different from the rippingers, and they basically no longer need the offering of flesh and blood."

The Illusionist's position in the Storm Clan is transcendent, and it is precisely because of their existence that everyone has the power to control the Wanderer and the Breaking Dome. It seems that one day, the powerful Storm Clan is no longer something that human weapons on the wall can compete with.

"I am so weak now, and my strength is far from enough." Zhao Hui held the hilt tightly and secretly vowed in his heart to work hard.

Faced with today's situation, only strength is the foundation of survival. Although Leader Ren's appearance helps to help rescue the situation, if you think that relying on Leader Ren's power can do whatever you want, it is undoubtedly seeking death. Tolerance or ostentation depends on your strength.

Wherever Zhao Hui passed by, he cast shocked eyes. Although most people didn't know what happened, they knew the knife, the knife that Dai Jian showed off his power in the Binhuo District.

I just heard of Leader Ren before, and I don’t know much about the others. In a corner where no one is around, Zhao Hui carefully took out his cell phone, opened the x-os system and asked Situ Yao, “Can you find where Leader Ren lives?”

"Wait, I'll try it." Situ Yao said that, and she had already started to calculate. She wanted to use all the information she could collect to reason.

Zhao Hui naturally waited patiently.

After about a minute, Situ Yao got the answer, "From here, it's going east, about a kilometer."

"Okay! I'll go find him now." Putting away my phone, Zhao Hui walked all the way to where the leader Ren was.

Situ Yao did not agree with Zhao Hui's idea and wanted to stop him, "Don't..., you don't understand him at all!"

But Zhao Hui was so excited that he could not hear it. He didn't even leave Situ Yao a habitual smile, so he directly exited the x-os system.

Turning back to the road, the noisy talk made him feel relaxed, and even the hateful hunger subsided quietly at this moment.

However, such a good mood did not last long, just like delicious food that always provokes flies. Someone blocked his way. The guy in the lead was tall and thin, and it was Boss Wang who often blackmailed Zhao Hui.

"Zhao Hui, you are so bold. Is this a place you can come at will?"

Zhao Hui stopped, looked up at the familiar face, his smile couldn't help but bloom, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Boss Wang?"

In fact, he was worried that he would not be able to find someone to establish his authority, but he did not expect that this guy came to him to take the initiative to come. The new and old accounts should be settled together today.

"You are a minion, how dare you come here? Do you think you can kill someone with a broken knife?" It is obvious that Boss Wang did not recognize the knife in the other party's hand, nor did he hear that the battle had just happened near the market.

The smile was simply restrained, Zhao Hui's eyes gathered and stared at Boss Wang's eyes, and roared: "Get out..."

Boss Wang subconsciously took two steps back and finally found something was wrong, "You..., you..."

Zhao Hui's eyes made him think of the wolf in the dark night, as if he would be eaten by the other party after watching for a while. Boss Wang realized his loss of composure and quickly stabilized his body and asked loudly: "You..., what do you want to do? This is the place where the leader is, how can you be so arrogant as a little bastard?"

He gave himself courage in this way, but he never dared to look at Zhao Hui's eyes again.

Zhao Hui sneered, his muscles tightly, brewing the opportunity to take action for the next moment, "Of course, the leader asked me to come. Do you believe it? In fact, whether you believe it or not, it's better to get out quickly?"

"You are looking for death!" Boss Wang was angry as if he was a dog with a trampled tail, and waved his hand and slashed Zhao Hui on the face.

"Idiot..." Zhao Hui scolded, instead of retreating, a long knife in his hand slashed a cold light and stopped in Boss Wang's thin chest.

"you……?"

Boss Wang's eyes were full of disbelief, and he sat on the ground weakly, with a sharp long sword passing through his back.

Zhao Hui squatted in front of him, holding the knife in one hand and holding the other on the shoulder, as if he was about to have a warm hug.

After a long time, the long sword was lifted up inch by inch. Boss Wang's body fell down with a bang, and his eyes suddenly opened. At the last moment of his life, he was still unwilling to give up, "Your sword..."

The silence of death, no one will answer his question.

Zhao Hui attached himself to his body, gently brushed Boss Wang's eyes with his fully evolved hand, gently helping him close, depriving the other party of the last ray of light he saw in this world.

Standing up slowly and looking at the twisted face, Zhao Hui sighed in his heart: "You are free..."

"He..., he killed Boss Wang..." Someone's trembling scream broke the silence.

People turned their heads to look at the gradually moving figure. The long sword was still on their shoulders, and the steps were surprisingly slow. The corners of their clothes were shaking slightly in the wind, just like a wild wolf trembling with its fur, reminding people around not to touch it.

After Zhao Hui killed Boss Wang, the desire to eat him on the spot was actually very strong, and the feeling of hunger hit his will. But he warned himself not to sink into a meat eater, and he did not want to show his primitive impulse in full view of everyone, and he secretly gritted his teeth, "Damn it, you must endure it."

The tip of his tongue was almost bitten, and the stimulation of blood made him even more crazy. Fortunately, this self-abuse pain eventually gave reason. He knew very well what would happen if his emotions were out of control.

According to Situ Yao's prompt, I saw a special tent from afar.

Leader Ren's residence is the largest in the nearby area. Zhao Hui walked in with a long sword in the curious eyes of the Storm tribe. The discussion outside seemed to completely disappear when the curtain was put down.

His eyes stopped on the figure sitting on the ground in the center of the tent, and he said respectfully: "Zhao Hui visited Ren's leader..."

Zhao Hui knelt on one knee, buried his head deeply, and saw the other party's majestic gaze from the corner of his eyes through the blade, like a basin of cold water extinguishing all his desire.

"No, very good..." Leader Ren's low voice echoed in the tent, like a king in a movie and TV series, saying high above: "Get up!"

Zhao Hui understood that all this was real, not an illusion or a film and television drama. He responded devoutly: "Thank you, leader!"

"Do you understand what I mean by saying 'good'?" Leader Ren's scrutiny eyes fell on Zhao Hui, as if he was looking forward to the correct answer from someone.

Zhao Hui was very straightforward and replied without thinking: "I don't quite understand..."

But I couldn't help but quickly think that this guy is not a god, how could he know his own thoughts? He should be able to make up the most beautiful lie to make Chief Ren ignore the problem of insufficient strength.
Chapter completed!