The curator suddenly stopped and looked at Bai Xing with a grim expression.
"You actually discovered it."
Bai Xing held the crutch, and the metal ball suddenly emitted a faint heat. The blood minerals in the curator's body disappeared visibly, his condition was no longer full, and fatigue gradually appeared on his face.
He was no longer young, and it was only the blood mineral that had supported him in the fight. Now that the blood mineral was fading, his broken body felt a little overwhelmed.
"Hahaha," the curator suddenly laughed out loud, tears almost coming out of his eyes, "You can't kill me. Even if the blood mine is broken, it will not die. It will never be destroyed." His eyes were full of madness.
Xu Dao suddenly appeared in front of him, his hand reaching towards his chest.
"The fifth ancestral thief technique is to steal things from a distance."
The curator suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his chest, and he fell limply to the ground, his whole body powerless. However, his eyes were fixed on Xu Dao's hand, and he was laughing crazily.
"Hahahaha, you actually sacrificed yourself for them, and you were infected too! Fool!" The fire in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Xu Dao, however, seemed to have known this for a long time. He threw the heart to the ground and said to Song Cheng, "Burn it!"
Song Cheng was still in shock and dazed. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out a flamethrower and burned the heart on the ground to ashes.
The curator stared ahead with wide eyes, as if he was looking through them at someone else.
The next second, a furious atmosphere swept through the museum, the house creaked, ashes continued to fall, and an angry voice rang out.
"How dare you kill him!"
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