"Have you lost all your memories from the last time?" The Hunter King erupted with a booming voice, a tone filled with disbelief.
This team of Ghost Hunters, sent by him to hunt the strong in a small world, upon their death, traced back through the imprint on the celestial body, and ended up losing their memories, directly returning to the memory from their last resurrection, resulting in a significant period of blankness.
The discovery was simple; the report was different.
The Hunter King was no fool; he immediately discerned that there was something wrong with the intelligence reported by the other party.
After all, they went to a small world, but they thought it was a great world.
The team of Ghost Hunters looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
They also didn't understand what happened, so they could only remain silent.
"Alright, I understand, this failure was not your fault." The Hunter King sighed and signaled them to leave.
