No matter how small the movement is, it cannot escape Sean's eyes.
He saw Mr. Newborn's left little finger moving slightly, and there was spiritual vibration on it.
"He gave instructions to the explorers behind him..."
Do you doubt my identity?
Sean's heartbeat was calm and he didn't feel panic at all - he expected that the other party would suspect his identity.
He held his breath and waited for the other party's first move.
The blood priest took the initiative.
Blood-red fluctuations quickly rose around her, forming a mirror in front of Drew that looked like blood was flowing.
Sean had no doubt that this Queen had been wary of her movements. Once he pulls out his gun and sneaks up on Drew, this blood mirror will appear instantly and block even the bullets fired by the C-class mysterious legacy.
She didn't dare to neglect the "Wildland Gunslinger".
However, when she took out the snake-shaped sacrificial knife, she found——
Although the explorer in front of him saw what he was doing, he just held the handle of the oak gun under his suit with his hand and remained calm.
"Waiting for me to approach and attack?"
With rich experience in fighting with explorers, the Blood Priest Master smelled danger at the first opportunity.
Behind her, more than a dozen bodyguards realized that the gunslinger had grasped the handle of the gun, and they all reached for their own guns, but...
Sean's choice directly inspired the "mist of grief" contained in the three bullets in the bullet chamber.
The miserable red mist quickly filled the air, and the huge sadness seemed to freeze the hearts of everyone present. The bodyguards fell to their knees or collapsed on the ground...
Even though he was strong-willed and tried all his strength, he could only maintain his standing position. It was impossible to drive his body that was extremely sad to draw the gun.
Drew, who was protected by the blood mirror and felt a little depressed, had a trace of panic in his eyes——
It's not that he has never seen the world, but the ability of this miserable red mist made him know: the Queen class in front of him is absolutely genuine!
Don't try any more, it's dangerous!
He regretted his previous expansion, and the tail ring sent a signal towards the Blood Priest Lord.
However, the female explorer felt the subtlety of the atmosphere - she knew that even if she continued to actively attack, the situation would not get out of control...
And their opponents at the same level just now humiliated them.
For the sake of the balance of the future situation, we should also retaliate.
"You can't get close, then..."
The snake-shaped blood blade floats in the air, and its long slender hands seem to be covered in blood, and they are making various weird, blasphemous, and ominous hand shapes...
These hand shapes were all frozen in the air, and the blood priest's hands seemed to have sprouted countless fingers, which made people's hair stand on end.
Sean frowned slightly, feeling a familiar feeling in the ominous hand shape...
Variant belief in the "Mother of the Black Sheep"?
Through doctrines that have been distorted by long history, some barbaric and primitive pagan religions can use some clumsy methods to borrow the power of those taboos...
"Sure enough..." The blood priest's "hand basin" with countless fingers sprouted out, and he held out a basin of flesh and blood that was constantly squirming and swelling.
Mixed with the power of the "Black Sheep Mother" and some other weird gods.
"The color is wrong, and the chirping of the cicadas is too weak - impure." Sean scored in his mind and shook his head like a top magic teacher, feeling disappointed instead of paying tribute to the gods in the temple.
Further, he thought that the true master from whom the Blood Priest borrowed his power, and the extraordinary creation "Shawshank Rogers" created with his power, was standing in front of her...
If this ignorant Queen knew about this, I wonder how shocked she would be?
Gu Yan threw the handful of flesh and blood at Xiaoshank.
Sean knew that this mass of flesh and blood could definitely harm the body of an ordinary person...
However, due to the generation difference in strength, it will not have any effect on Shawshank's body at all.
Flesh and blood bared its teeth and claws in the air, several shapeless cracks screamed, and eyes bursting like blisters glared at the target...
"It's quite bluffing." In an instant, Sean suddenly thought of something.
He calmly chose the power of the "Immortal God King" Ramses II, and the green halo of the scarab instantly appeared on his spiritual essence...
The mass of flesh and blood, affected by the power of "Serving All Creatures", was bounced away and rushed straight towards the nearest bodyguard who was resisting the fog of grief.
The flesh and blood didn't care who he bumped into, the intense inflammation burned fiercely and corroded his flesh. Between the screams and the thick smoke, it was instantly eroded to the point where the muscles and internal organs could be seen.
Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.
Sean used his ectoplasm to take out an hourglass-shaped glass bottle.
boom!
The sound of the ectoplasm breaking the slender waist of the glass bottle in the air made people subconsciously turn their heads to look.
The yellow-green mist exuding soft light, according to the user's wishes, filled the air towards the poor man who was eroded to the bone by the horrific flesh and blood, and because his vocal cords were corroded, his screams became "ho ho". .
After the "Elixir Mist" came into contact with the man's body, the terrible corrosion seemed to have finally come to an end.
The soft light mist seems to turn back time, and the new muscles, skin, and internal organs are filling in the corrosion caused by the severe inflammation.
The man who had witnessed someone being corroded by flesh and blood until death originally thought that he was also dead this time, and fell into extreme despair...
The severe pain from the corrosion still remained in the nerves. He looked at his right hand with disbelief, where the phalanges had just been exposed - on it, new skin was expanding on the intact subcutaneous tissue, properly wrapping the functions. Sound hands...
In front of Drew and the blood priest, the elixir mist healed the bodyguard's serious injuries in just a few seconds.
"Do not use it on healthy people -" Sean took back the broken glass bottle in his hand, "There is a very small chance that it will induce cancer."
Mr. Newpoint looked at the Wasteland Gunslinger with eyes that could not conceal his shock.
"You..." He shook his head slightly, as if he was trying to regain consciousness, "Where did you say you found this medicine?"
"Northern Europe, a town in northern Finland - the organization that makes this medicine is called the White Birch Secret Medicine Society.
"Their scale is small and their annual output is limited. So they are basically only available to explorers in Finland."
Drew instructed others to carry the surviving man to the back - he had basically recovered, but the pain and fear remaining in his nerves kept him in a state of shock.
That corrosive experience is likely to have left a serious shadow on him.
The Blood Priest faced the direction of Shawshank and slowly retreated behind Mr. Newborn.
"Good stuff... really good stuff...
"We have never seen this type of magical healing product, have we, Ma...?" He turned around and wanted to talk to the Blood Priest Lord, but suddenly realized something and shut up.
Obviously, the relationship between the Blood Priest Lord and Drew is anything but an ordinary employer and bodyguard.
But just now, this female explorer was obviously calmer than Drew. Through their unique communication method, she helped Mr. Newborn calm down and return to normalcy——
After all, apparently, there was a business deal to be made.
Drew, who was at a loss what to say, instantly calmed down, pinched the gold-plated pig head on his cane, and put on a meaningful smile on his face.
He adjusted the black fur collar on his purple suit and said, "I think we should sit down somewhere and talk... have a cup of hot tea and some cupcakes or something.
"What do you think, my dear Mr. Gunslinger?"
