“Ollie, you dare?!” All of his comrades were stupefied when they saw this and berated him loudly. However, the strange situation also prevented them from acting immediately.0

“He… He isn’t Ollie.” Mojard wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He stared at the formation master and asked, “Just who are you?”1

Ollie snickered sinisterly. “Brother Mo, you normally curse me all the time, and yet you can’t even recognize me when I'm right in front of you?”0

At first, Mojard had a hesitant expression, but then he suddenly thought of something. His expression changed.0

The ‘Lord of Slaughter’ stared coldly at Ollie and said, “Monster Lord!”2

“It is still the late lord who has the sharpest insight," Ollie said with a chuckle. His hand moved across his face, and the old researcher's appearance immediately gave way to that of a monster with grayish-green skin. It was none other than...0