Realm Walker
Chapter 107

Treasure Hunting Instinct

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The knocking echoed through the quiet office. Black Impermanence, with his narrow eyes and horse-like face, glanced at his subordinate.

Moist Matron cautiously moved toward the door and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

A deep, familiar voice sounded from outside. "It's me!"

Moist Matron's face lit up, and she hurriedly opened the door.

She and Unjust Heaven had always gotten along well. Within Black Impermanence's little clique, people like Unbridled had all been assimilated by their boss, Black Impermanence, gradually losing interest in normal women.

Only Unjust Heaven and Moist Matron still had a strong sexual interest in the opposite sex with two legs, keeping well away from female beasts.

In the darkness outside the door, Unjust Heaven stood silently, his cold gaze sweeping over Black Impermanence and Moist Matron as if confirming something.

Seeing her companion's indifferent expression and unfamiliar eyes, Moist Matron's heart suddenly sank. Then she saw "Unjust Heaven" pull a palm-sized clay figurine from his pocket.

The figurine depicted a bare-chested giant struggling forward with a mountain on his back.

Under the astonished gazes of Black Impermanence and Moist Matron, Unjust Heaven tossed the clay figurine into the office.

Thud!

The figurine hit the floor with a heavy thump.

The next moment, Black Impermanence and Moist Matron were frozen in place. Their bodies trembled, their shoulders feeling as though they were bearing a mountain, unable to move.

Standing outside the door, Unjust Heaven drew the pistol tucked into his waistband, aimed it at Moist Matron's head, and calmly pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets drilled into her skull one after another, blowing off the top of her head and spraying blood and brain matter everywhere.

By then, Moist Matron's body had only just begun to mutate. The hardened keratin had covered merely

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