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Chapter 118 Potion

Is the use of that finger a signal? Did Mr. K come so quickly? Or, he happened to be observing me nearby? Lumian tensed up, and the fatigue after the battle seemed to have subsided a lot, which made him more confident about Mr. K's strength.

With the new understanding, I gained a bit of fear.

Looking back, Lumian picked up the "Corrupted Mercury" first. Its silver-black blade had several scars due to burning and corrosion, which made Lumian doubt whether it could last until the end of the year.

After putting away the "corrupted mercury", Lumian began to examine the two corpses that were separated from the blood package and melted most of them. They showed obvious signs of being candled and collapsed on the ground, giving everyone who witnessed it a nightmare for a long time. Two corpses

The clothes on the corpse were highly corroded, as were most of the items on the body, including Harman's poison-coated short knife and the ax that Castina liked to use.

Less affected were a few specially made, subway-colored medicine bottles with a metallic luster. Although there were obvious signs of corrosion on their surfaces, the liquid inside had not yet been affected.

Lumian observed it and found that there were four types of potion bottles, distinguished by maps etched on the bottle: one was a tree, one looked like a bear face, one was a spring, and one was a scorpion. Haman and Ka

Stina brought one bottle of each type, leaving eight bottles in total.

After Lumian gathered them together, he walked to the weird scythe that Roger "Black Scorpion" used just now. It was dark, sharp, and evil. It was not as small and easy to carry as its wheat-harvesting counterparts, nor was it as flashy as a giant scythe.

It can't bring shock, it can only be half a person's height.

As soon as Lumian touched the scythe with his right palm wearing a black glove, he felt that it stretched out illusory spikes and penetrated into his flesh and blood, sucking out life bit by bit, cold and ruthless.

He quickly retracted his right palm and found that life was no longer passing slowly.

I don't know if it is a magical item or an extraordinary weapon similar to "Corrupted Mercury". How should I take this away? Lumian fell into deep thought.

At this time, Franka had completed the arrangement and started channeling. Lumian took the eight potion bottles and walked back to the body of "Black Scorpion" Roger, and said to Franka through the "spiritual wall":

"Ask what these things do, and how to take away the sickle."

Franca nodded, looked at Roger's face highlighted in the makeup mirror at the end, and asked: "What are the functions of the medicine bottles on Harman and Castina, and how can they be identified?"

Roger, who looked pale, replied in confusion and confusion: "The Tree Pattern is a bark potion that can make your skin and muscles as tough as trees." The Bear Face Pattern is a violent potion that can make you burst into flames.

Beyond normal power.

"Spring water eucalyptus is a healing agent that can heal most injuries, make serious injuries lighter, and make minor injuries disappear.

"The scorpion venom is scorpion venom, which is mainly applied to weapons. It can cause arrhythmia, respiratory paralysis, and death in those who are harmed by it."

It's quite useful... Franka secretly praised it, her hidden sword needed just such a bottle of "scorpion poison".

Franka continued to ask: "How do you usually carry your sickle?"

"There is a larger wooden box in my study. You can quickly put it in and take it away." Roger answered with a pale face and a cold expression. Franka asked further: "Who is that sickle?"

Magical items or extraordinary weapons, what’s the ability?”

"It's called Harvest Offering. It's a weapon infected by the breath of grace. It has the quality of being sharp. As long as it leaves a wound on the target and is stained with the corresponding blood, it can continue to suck the opponent's life." Black Scorpion Luo

Jie vaguely described the situation of the sickle.

Franka grasped the time accurately and turned the topic to more important things: "Have you met Mrs. Yue? How do you usually communicate?"

Roger's pale and painful face became a little vivid: "I saw Lady Moon in a wilderness, no, it's Lady Moon now. She was sitting on a unique carriage pulled by two devils, wearing a veil, letting me

It feels very sacred and maternal." Usually she comes to me, asks me to suddenly enter the wilderness, and gives me orders.

"She gave me a green earth seed and placed it in the abdomen of the statue. If I encounter danger, I can use it to make emergency contact.

"You don't need that seed now. As long as you recite her honorable name in full, you can get her reply."

Can you respond to the honorific name? This person's personality is a bit high... Franka didn't ask "Ms. Moon" what the honorific name was, for fear of being sensed by the other party.

She could guess what the answer was, but she still asked curiously: "Just now, why didn't you ask Ms. Yue for help?"

"Black Scorpion" Roger replied blankly: "I can win."

Didn’t you recover from the illusion before you died? Franca clicked her tongue and said: "Why do you support Hugues Artois?"

"It was Ms. Yue who asked us to help him get elected." Roger replied with blank eyes, "She said that Hugues Artois is a sufficiently enlightened person."

What do you mean by being an open-minded person? Franka couldn't understand this comment.

When Franco called the psychic "Black Scorpion" Roger, Lumian was not waiting nearby. He walked into the study with a face that belonged to Alsai, and briefly rummaged for valuable items. He tried to carry it with him

I tried to open the safe door with half a piece of wire, but failed.

He only found a wooden box suitable for holding the evil sickle in the study, and took it down the stairs to the basement with the open door. It was very clean, except for the stone platform where the statues were suspected to be placed.

There was nothing. Lumian searched for a while, and using the "hunter's" ability to observe the environment, he found a secret door.

There was a heavy rubbing sound. He pushed open the secret door and found a corridor behind. On both sides of the corridor were cells surrounded by iron bars. There were dozens or hundreds of people crowded in the cells. Most of them looked like

There were tramps, but also well-dressed gentlemen, young ladies, and seemingly lost children.

At this time, nearly one-third of the prisoners were lying on the ground, their skin shriveled and dull, more like skeletons than human beings. They were no longer breathing, completely incontinent, and the stench filled the private prison.

Lumian's eyes swept over these trembling humans and saw many evil and weird symbols on the ground under their feet, the wall behind them and the subway fence in front of them.

No wonder the "Magician" is so strong in his home territory... Lumian suddenly realized that not only was he assisted by a "magic circle" full of dead souls, but he could also extract the lives of others to replenish himself at any time.

Lumian held the wooden box with one arm, pulled out the revolver again, pressed the trigger against the door of one of the cells, and with a bang, the iron lock burst open and fell to the ground.

After replenishing the ammunition for the revolver, Lumian moved forward step by step without looking at the imprisoned people, destroying the other cell subway locks in sequence.

Then, he put the revolver back into the gun bag under his arm, turned around, and left the place, leaving behind a group of survivors who were confused and numb.

When Lumian returned to the first floor, Franka had just finished channeling and lifted the "spiritual wall".

"Anything gained?" Franka asked casually.

Lumian pointed to the wooden box under his left arm: "It should be used to hold the sickle. I couldn't open the safe. The servant here may have escaped to the second floor, or he may have gone to the garden behind. I

Didn’t encounter it.”

"Don't worry about them. As believers of the evil god, once we lose our shelter, we will be eliminated soon. Moreover, we have made enough disguises that they will not recognize us."

Franka nodded and said: "Go and pack up the Harvest Festival. Let's leave here now. Yes, that sickle is called the Harvest Festival."

It didn't take long for Lumian to return to the body of Roger "Black Scorpion" with the scythe, and handed the wooden box to Franka. Then, he squatted down, pulled off the lower part of his pajamas, and rubbed it

They formed a ball and were stained with the blood here.

"What are you going to do?" Franka asked curiously.

Lumian did not raise his head and replied succinctly: "Some tips for the official Extraordinary." After saying that, he returned to the living room with the blood-stained cloth ball and placed it on the wall next to the statue of a female with soft features.

The Intis word written in messy strokes: "Great Mother".

After completing this matter, Lumian discarded the cloth and walked towards the door.

"Why is it a bit provocative..." Franka sighed and turned around.

Behind her, clumps of black flames emerged, rising upwards, burning all the traces left by the two people and the remaining spirits of the dead. Immediately afterwards, Franka threw glittering fluorescent powder, recited the invisibility spell, and brought the wood with her.

The box disappeared into the foyer area.

Lumian then opened the door and left No. 126 Market Avenue in a swagger. He did not close the door and allowed the scene inside to appear in front of the passers-by: under the yellowish light of the gas wall lamp, a corpse was lying on the floor against the foyer.

The place was surrounded by blood.

Lumian crossed the Market Avenue, constantly changing the direction of his travels, and returned to the alley where he had changed his clothes to make a disguise. He simply cleaned up the makeup on his face, put on his original clothes, and no longer gave him any

Alsace feeling.

The next second, Franka revealed a figure wearing a hood and a black robe. She took the "Ring of Punishment" from Lumian and put it back into her purse. The "witch" looked at it and replied.

Arce, a member of the Stinger Gang who was in a coma, said to Lumian who was about to leave: "You won't deal with him? He knew that Charles knocked him out, and the person who killed Roger the Black Scorpion pretended to be him

The way the ground looks.”

Lumian didn't answer. He pulled out the revolver, half-turned around, and pulled the trigger on Arce, who was covered in a blue and white striped shirt. He shot twice. The Stinger Gangster trusted by Roger "The Black Scorpion"

The member was shot in the chest and lost his life.

Seeing Lumian's state of not caring about anything and doing whatever he suggested, Franka shook her head secretly, dealt with the remaining spirit bodies and traces in the alley, and then she disappeared again

The figure left here together with Lumian and returned to the second floor of the Breeze Ballroom by climbing the outer wall.

After Lumian used the special medicine from Lentas to wash away the excess black in his hair and truly transformed back into Charles Dubois, Franca asked with a smile: "Do you want this sickle?"

?If you don’t want it, I will sell it and the money received will be divided equally.

"Your provocateur potion should be almost digested. You need to prepare money and materials for promotion."


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