Karl has been silently observing the fighting situation. He hopes that the Fisher family can grow, and he has not given any random reminders.
After all, every reminder consumes spiritual power, and if you give favors to others too frequently, it will become extremely cheap over time.
Now he finally fully sensed that the mysterious object carried by the cultist was flashing spiritual fluctuations!
that's it!
"Bad Blood", a treasure-level rare item.
Its appearance is a beautiful and delicate gem made of scarlet blood, like a beautiful blood-colored rose.
After the user carries it with him, he will automatically activate the extraordinary effect when seriously injured. It can greatly strengthen the physical fitness for several minutes, which is equivalent to reaching a strength close to the metamorphic midpoint.
Almost everyone noticed something strange and felt that the strong momentum was rising. The masked man's trembling body was about to explode with amazing power!
"shooting!"
The Sheriff, who had never dared to step forward, shouted, still not daring to rush forward casually.
The two people who abided by the spirit of chivalry the most were about to die. He, a blood knight who was a low-ranking blood knight, felt that he was not even qualified to fight for his life.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Many people had already loaded their secondary bullets, and numerous flintlock guns fired one after another, hitting the black-robed masked man covered in blood.
However, something extremely shocking occurred!
Originally, the body of the black-robed masked man became fragile due to the effect of "Sketch", but through the extraordinary effect of "Bad Blood", it was raised to a higher level again.
Although those dense flintlock bullets constantly caused new scratches and caused his strong body to bleed, they were never truly fatal!
His black robe was stained with a large amount of his own and other people's blood, and it was almost like a blood-red robe, which looked extremely terrifying.
"ah!"
A beast-like roar suddenly erupted from under the mask, and the man in the black robe mask felt that a bullet in his body contained black light, which was gradually eroding and devouring the deepest soul of his body.
What exactly is that?
He rushed towards everyone crazily and started killing hysterically. With just a wave of his hand, several guards who were close were smashed into pieces like pieces of clay.
"Run!"
"monster!"
The guards who had started to flee did not hesitate to turn around and run away. The casualty rate had reached the limit. The last concentrated fire failed to kill the enemy. Morale was completely collapsed.
The astonishing power unleashed by the enemy was simply unmatchable, and Byrne turned around and ran away without even thinking.
Many extraordinary beings also weighed the pros and cons and ran away. The unlucky ones who ran slowly were directly killed by the men in black robes and masks. The people in the entire dock were extremely afraid of being chased.
"Jump into the sea! Jump into the sea quickly! Jump into the sea!"
Byrne shouted loudly with an idea.
He could tell that the severely injured and furious man in the black robe and mask had almost lost his mind and would definitely give priority to attacking people on the shore instead of struggling to launch an attack in the dark water.
Everyone in the Fisher family quickly jumped into the sea, and many people also jumped into the sea and swam desperately into the distance, trying to avoid the monster's pursuit.
People on the east coast can swim, and Byrne, Irene, and the Fisher family guards hid in the water for a long time.
When they emerged again, they heard constant wailing and crying. There were corpses everywhere on the dock, and there were countless injured people.
"he died!"
Byrne quickly observed that the man in the black robe mask who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, seemed to have no vital signs, and finally let out a long breath.
After he climbed out of the water, he fired another shot at the enemy. When he saw the corpse fall down and confirmed that the man in the black robe and mask was completely dead, he really relaxed.
He sat weakly on the ground, gasping for breath. His whole body was so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers.
"Are real extraordinary beings so powerful? Or are they just metamorphosed? The book says that the gap at each level is obvious starting from the metamorphosis. Even the army cannot compete with the more powerful extraordinary beings, right?"
Byrne completely understood that it turned out that the second-level transcendent was really a level of qualitative change.
The final madness of the "monster"-like cultist lasted less than three minutes, but the power close to the middle of metamorphosis was extremely oppressive, imprinting strong fear deep in the hearts of everyone present.
Byrne took a deep breath, frowned, and looked at the silent old priest.
As the leader, the old priest misjudged the battlefield and was the main person responsible for this massacre with heavy casualties. He found that he had always had too high expectations for the fringe people of the Church of Storms.
Of course, the sudden strong wind was also an extremely important node. He really didn't understand why the majestic storm master couldn't control the sea breeze?
"In the end, if it weren't for my 'sketch' that allowed the cultists to quickly accumulate injuries, the consequences would be unimaginable. If they only rely on the remaining people to surround and kill them, the final result is likely to be that the other party kills many people and then desperately escapes."
Erin crawled out of the water and glanced at the son of the Ver family who had just been treated.
It was found that although he was lying on the ground unconscious, the injury to his neck had basically stabilized and would no longer affect his normal breathing.
"He survived."
But soon everyone discovered that the old knight of the Ver family was dead.
After the blow penetrated the heart, Irene jumped into the water to save her life, and he soon died with eyesore.
The father who avenged his son died first. When the saved son woke up, I don't know what he thought.
Erin walked towards the body of the masked man in black robes covered in blood without hesitation, fumbled for a brilliant gem like a scarlet rose, and put it into her arms.
"What are you doing?"
Silver Emil walked up, holding the thigh that had just been stabbed by Mrs. Isaac, looking at Irene with confusion and greed.
"Women of the Fisher family, are you hiding something?"
Erin stood up and responded coldly: "No, I just checked whether he was completely dead."
Emil still wanted to argue, but saw Byrne and Allen standing next to Irene. The three of them stared at him silently with meaningful eyes, and he was completely speechless.
A strong sense of fear suddenly surged into his heart. He swallowed slightly and immediately went to find the old priest with a tired look on his face.
Emil said that he was unable to fight and search for Mrs. Isaac anymore and wanted to go back first.
"Let's go back."
The old priest also knew that his command ability was insufficient, and coupled with the damn weather, the guards who surrounded the cultists suffered heavy casualties, and even a knight died.
Damn it, the reason for the weather is actually the wind that the storm master is supposed to control!
He still remembered that more than ten years ago, the sea breeze on the east coast was relatively stable, and people could live and work in peace and contentment because of the great power of the storm.
For some reason, not only has the maritime environment become harsh in the past decade or so, but there have also been frequent disputes and changes within the Church of Storms.
The old priest had met the senior leaders of the Church of Storms, and they all looked worried, but they refused to explain the specific reasons.
Moreover, I heard that all other major churches have fallen into violent chaos and internal strife.
He vaguely felt that something extremely terrible had happened that would even drastically change the entire world, and would have an unimaginable impact on the future of all living things.
Byrne stared coldly at Emil and his people leaving. Very well, it was finally time to settle accounts with them tonight.
He then confirmed that the man killed by Irene was Mrs. Isaac's brother, and finally nodded.
He discussed it with the mayor and the old priest. The mayor and the sheriff were responsible for staying behind to treat the wounded. The rest of the extraordinarys led the guards and escorts to search for Mrs. Isaac's traces, and they could not let her escape Nasir.
Mayor Andis asked: "Well, if you want to treat the wounded, won't Ms. Irene stay?"
Erin shook her head and continued: "In the process of arresting and killing Mrs. Isaac, there may be serious injuries. I must follow them."
Mayor Andis nodded in agreement, and then watched the Fisher family leave, falling into deep silence.
He couldn't help but secretly glance at the neck of the young knight of the Ver family. There wasn't even a scratch on it.
After taking office as Mayor Nasir, Mayor Andis had long heard about the healing power possessed by Irene. He originally thought that she was a high-ranking healing spellcaster, but recently something has become more and more definitely not right.
Because the therapeutic effect is too powerful, and Irene herself obviously cannot be a transcendent at the metamorphic level, which is very strange.
The townspeople had never seen other healing spellcasters and would not doubt this matter at all. However, Andis, who was born in the Hoven family, had seen other healing extraordinary casters and knew that there was something weird inside.
He silently remembered this matter and did not catch up to ask questions.
