Li Qianxia struggled to take out the identity card she had prepared. If she could, she really didn't want to see the black mist again.

She covered her eyes, looking like she was ready to be beaten: "Come on!"

Covering your eyes won't help; this might not be a mental matter, but rather involves the deeper aspects of the soul.

The black mist reached out its "hand".

"Ah! Stop, stop, stop! I'm dizzy! Be gentle!"

The fact that he can still shout proves he's alright.

But even Li Qianxia felt dizzy, which proves that Yang Qinglan's trust in him was actually quite high.

Or is it that it's not that they don't trust him enough, but that he doesn't have enough control over the black mist?

Soon, Li Qianxia also filled in the two missing skills.

Neither of them replaced their existing skills, because they had already studied them for a long time and wanted to try to 'fully master' them and accumulate learning experience.

Yang Qinglan chose the following three skills: Great Forest Spider Style - Spider Web, Tightening Fold Style - Auditory Illusion, and Ayagar - Illusion.

The Great Forest Spider Web has been downgraded from B+ to B.

A typical female giant wood spider can spin a web about one meter in diameter to catch insects, and even prey on birds and bats.

Once it becomes a skill, this spider web can be used to prey on not only humans, but also players (they probably won't eat it, they'll only catch it).

Tightening Folded Solitary Hallucination: Upgrades from B+ to B grade, causing the target to experience hallucinations. If the intelligence is high enough, the content of the hallucinations can be fabricated.

Ayatollide: Illusion has also been upgraded from B+ to B-rank. It allows you to see what you fear most and what you see, letting your enemies see what they fear most.

Li Qianxia's new skills are: Flat-headed mud wasp - powerful neurotoxin, super speed.

The Flatheaded Mud Wasp's Powerful Neurotoxin has been upgraded from B+ to B grade, but the skill description remains unchanged: After being injected with the toxin, it becomes completely obedient to the skill holder, and the effect is better the lower the enemy's health.

After becoming a B-rank, the requirement of "lower health" might become even higher.

Speeding was an instinct that Li Changzhou used to kill the Japanese samurai.

【Name: Speeding】

[Type: Skill]

Quality: B

[Special Effect: Increases Agility by 15%]

[Minimum requirement for use: Physical fitness must reach half of Agility]

[Description: Without exceeding the limit, the agility cap will not exceed 10]

[Note: Speed—70 mph! Feeling—free and unrestrained! Running with the wind, freedom is the direction! Chasing thunder and lightning! The power! (Frantically strumming guitar strings, enough dandruff to shake off a week's worth)]

It's not very useful right now, but it will be a very useful skill once you break through the limits.

"The 'notes' part is a bit disgusting," Li Qianxia complained.

"How much is needed for a week?" Li Changzhou pondered carefully.

“It’s okay if you don’t know about these things,” Yang Qinglan interrupted his thoughts.

Both of their skills were carefully selected, and even if they were downgraded by one level, they would still be at least B-grade.

At this moment, all six of their skill slots were finally filled. Although not perfect, it was as good as it could be.

If you want something better and more convenient, you have to take the subway and go back.

"When we get to the church, let the two of us practice first," Yang Qinglan said to Li Changzhou.

“That’s right!” Li Qianxia couldn’t wait to see how much blood she had to bleed to make someone obey her, but unfortunately her brother refused to help her with this.

“Sure, two lunches,” Li Changzhou replied.

Yang Qinglan: "......"

“Look, this is what you taught me,” Li Qianxia said, turning to her.

Yang Qinglan was at a loss for words.

Monreale Cathedral is located in Monreale, a satellite town of Palermo in Sicily.

The smoking man, the water girl, the darts man, and the billiards girl sat on the right side of the church.

On the left are the cardinal's men, a group of monks.

The two sides looked down on each other. The left side thought the right side was a bunch of charlatans, a bunch of mud people who didn't believe in religion and weren't liked by "the Lord". The right side thought the left side was all crazy.

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At the front of the church, an image of the Almighty Lord is carved on the high vaulted ceiling, his cold gaze watching over every corner of the church.

Once you enter this church, no matter where you stand, you are being watched by the Almighty Lord.

Beneath the icon, the cardinal and the nun are talking.

“Calvino is dead, Hed has been subdued, and Aferona is leading a group of people here, all armed with guns,” the Cardinal muttered to himself, as if repeating a message conveyed to him by some being.

"Do you need any help?" asked Raena, a nun with a pure and elegant demeanor, yet possessing a captivating and alluring figure.

The cardinal, his gaze fixed on the distance, snapped back to reality, his voice calm and even: "Under the watchful eye of the 'Lord,' no one can turn defeat into victory."

“I hope so,” the nun replied.

On the right side of the table, four people were chatting in hushed tones.

"Miles, what are the odds of winning this time?" The man with the cigarette in his hand asked, but it wasn't lit.

“You’ll have to find me a woman before I can tell you,” Miles replied.

"I remember you used your hands once too?" The billiards girl's eyes were full of curiosity.

“I swore to the Lord that I would never use my hands again unless absolutely necessary.” Miles looked at the Almighty Lord with a devout and respectful expression.

The smoker, the swimmer, and the billiards player all smacked their lips in unison.

“Smoker,” Dartman Miles glanced at the nun before turning his gaze to Smoker beside him, “after what happened last time, didn’t you stop trusting me?”

"I'm a sentimental person; I always find it hard to throw away clothes I no longer wear, thinking they might come in handy someday. You're no exception, even useless things have their uses..."

Before the man with the cigarette could finish speaking, the nun and the cardinal simultaneously turned around and looked at the bronze doors of the church, which were more than a hundred meters away.

The door was then pushed open, and a group of people walked in, bringing with them the Mediterranean breeze and an unfriendly aura.

"Damn it! There's no pool table here!" the pool girl cursed under her breath, taking a step back.

"I don't have a girl either... uh, well, you two keep it up!" The dart-throwing guy retreated as well.

The man with the cigarette in his mouth, his hand protecting the lighter as he lit it, stared at the uninvited guest in front of the bronze gate.

Amidst the splashing water, several water tentacles broke free from the water woman's back, shimmering like glass under the sunlight.

The cardinal's gaze swept across the crowd, seeing Hed, then Aferona, and finally settling on the figure of Mohu at the very front.

"Who are you?" he asked.

“‘Master,’” the figure in the lake replied.

Sister Laena's golden, alluring eyes narrowed slightly.