Just as Li Rui was in a dilemma, the man in front of him suddenly took the initiative to ask.
"Vladimir?"
Li Rui didn't feel any obvious hostility from his tone. His heart moved and his face showed a cold and unfathomable smile.
"Yes. May I know who you are?"
"[ machinery faith ] Thomas XIO."
"So it's Your Excellency Thomas. I'm honored to meet you."
Li Rui slightly touched his chest and bowed. The blood magic ball that was spinning around him turned into a small Scarlet snake and drilled into his sleeve.
As the last bit of overflowing power converged, they knelt in a circle, like a corpse that had lost its support while repenting to God. They fell forward like dominoes in an orderly ring.
Thomas XIO felt an inexplicable chill at the back of his head as he looked at the mummified corpse that was prostrating at his feet as if it had offered its life to God.
Strange, powerful, elegant ...
What was the origin of this Vladimir?
