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Bowente's calmness far exceeded Li Ziran's expectations. There was not the slightest trace of embarrassment on his face. Instead, Li Ziran, the one being assassinated, felt somewhat baffled.

At that moment, that strange killing intent gave Li Ziran an illusion, as though the other party truly could kill him in an instant.

An assassin sent by the future to kill him?

But how could that be possible?

The future was the most uncertain thing of all. Not to mention the Red Soil Continent—even on the former Blue Planet, no one had ever dared claim that they had traveled through time from the future.

Li Ziran silently watched him, as though a sharp dagger lay beneath this square table, or some lethal poison had been mixed into the cup of black tea. Yet unfortunately, the man's eyes were clear. Li Ziran could not see the slightest impurity within them, as though everything he had just said was true.

"There's more than just me?" Li Ziran asked softly.

Bowente smiled. "Of course there's more than just you. You madmen opened up the New World: Evan, Child of Light; Kahn, the Beast Race's rising prophet; Ross, descendant of the Behemoth; Darkcorner, ferryman of souls; Anfuri, the mad demolition expert... Heh heh, far too many. This is a great age. The collision of light and darkness has sparked countless geniuses. Our mission is to snuff these geniuses out in the cradle."

He was very calm, yet his words carried hysterical madness, especially those tranquil eyes. They were like a venomous snake, staring fixedly at its prey.

His voice carried a sinister chill, like an assassination list from some killer syndicate.

"You want to kill me?" Li Ziran asked again, because that strange killing intent had just vanished.

Bowente nodded without the slightest politeness. "I