Chapter 75 Bad Blood
Carl had been observing the entire process of the battle silently.
He hoped that the Fisher family could grow and never gave any reminders casually.
Every reminder consumes spiritual energy, and if you bestow favors on others too frequently, it will become extremely cheap over time.
Now Carl finally fully sensed that the mysterious object carried by the cultist was flashing with spiritual fluctuations!
That's it!
"Bad Blood" is a rare treasure.
Its appearance is a beautiful and delicate gem made of scarlet blood, just like a beautiful blood-red rose.
When the user carries it with him, the extraordinary effect will be automatically activated when he is seriously injured. It can greatly enhance the physical fitness for a full few minutes, which is equivalent to reaching a strength close to the middle of the metamorphosis.
Almost everyone noticed something was wrong, and felt the strong momentum rising. The trembling body of the black-robed masked man was about to burst out with amazing power!
"shooting!"
The sheriff, who had been afraid to move forward, shouted, still not daring to rush forward casually.
The two people who most abide by the spirit of chivalry are about to die. As a bloodline knight of a lower rank at the origin, he feels that he does not even have the qualifications to fight to the death.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Many people had already loaded their secondary bullets, and many flintlock rifles fired in succession, hitting the black-robed and masked man covered in blood.
However, a situation that shocked everyone occurred!
Originally, the body of the black-robed masked man became fragile due to the effect of "sketch", but it was raised to a higher level again through the extraordinary effect of "bad blood".
Although those dense flintlock bullets constantly caused new scratches on his strong body, causing him to bleed profusely, they were never truly fatal!
His black robe was stained with his own and others' blood, and it was almost like a blood-red robe, looking extremely terrifying.
A lot of blood suddenly boiled up, constantly interweaving and condensing in front of everyone's eyes, as if it were a living thing, giving the black-robed masked man an extremely powerful power!
"ah!"
A beast-like roar suddenly emanated from under the mask, appearing to be in pain and despair!
He felt a bullet in his body containing a black light, which was gradually corroding and devouring his soul in the deepest part of his body, and he could not get rid of it at all.
What exactly is that?
In desperation, he rushed towards the crowd madly and launched a final killing hysterically. With just a wave of his hand, several guards who were close to him were smashed into pieces like clods of mud.
“Run!”
"monster!"
The guards who had already started to flee turned around and ran without hesitation. The casualty rate had reached the limit, and the last concentrated fire failed to kill the enemy. Morale was completely collapsed.
The amazing power unleashed by the enemy was simply impossible to resist, and Byrne turned around and ran without even thinking.
Many extraordinary people also weighed the pros and cons and fled in all directions. The unlucky ones who ran slowly were directly killed by the masked men in black robes. Everyone in the entire dock was terrified of being hunted.
"Jump into the sea! Jump into the sea quickly! Jump into the sea!"
Byrne shouted loudly, suddenly having an idea.
He could see that the seriously injured and furious black-robed masked man had almost lost his mind and would definitely give priority to attacking the people on the shore instead of launching a laborious attack in the dark sea.
Everyone in the Fisher family jumped into the sea hurriedly, and many people also jumped into the sea and swam away desperately, trying to avoid being chased by the monster.
Just when Byrne was about to jump into the sea, suddenly a masked man in a black robe came in front of him, blocking the space between him and the sea.
In an instant, his breathing almost stopped and his blood turned completely cold.
The blood of the mysterious monster-like man kept boiling all over his body, and he stood in front of Byrne with his fangs and claws, like a bloody flower that would devour its prey.
The distance between him and the sea was clearly only a few steps away, but now it has almost become an insurmountable chasm!
The fist, so fast that it could not be seen clearly, turned into a black shadow and came towards him!
The deadly power it contains is enough to completely destroy the fragile human body and take away the life that should be extremely precious.
"accelerate!"
The blue light burst out from his eyes!
Byrne's body suddenly became faster, and he subconsciously dodged the shadow by moving sideways. His rational eyes met the madness under the mask for a moment.
He then rushed past the black-robed and masked man, suddenly jumped into the pitch-black sea, splashing water, and swam away.
The masked man in black robe on the shore hesitated for a moment and did not rush into the sea to chase. The boiling blood in his body seemed to be afraid of the sea water.
Everyone on the East Coast can swim, so Byrne, Irene, and the Fisher family guards hid in the water for a long time.
Everyone was extremely frightened and waited until they were almost sure it was safe before finally swimming back.
When they resurfaced, they heard constant wailing and crying. The dock was littered with corpses and there were countless injured people.
Byrne quickly observed that the masked man in a black robe, who was kneeling on the ground and covered in blood, seemed to have no vital signs and finally let out a long breath.
"He should be dead."
After he climbed out of the water, he fired another shot at the enemy. Only when he saw the body fall down and confirmed that the man in the black robe and mask was completely dead did he really relax.
He sat on the ground weakly, gasping for breath. He felt so weak that he couldn't even lift a finger.
Are the true extraordinary people so powerful? They are just transformed into a lower level.
"The book says that the gap between each small level is very obvious from the beginning of metamorphosis. Even the army cannot compete with the more powerful extraordinary people, right?"
Byrne completely understood that the second level of extraordinary people was indeed a level of qualitative change.
The final madness of the "monster" cultist lasted only less than three minutes, but the power close to the metamorphic middle level was extremely oppressive, leaving a strong fear in the hearts of everyone present.
Byrne took a deep breath, frowned, and looked at the old priest who had fallen into silence.
The old priest, who was the leader, misjudged the battlefield and was primarily responsible for the massacre with heavy casualties.
He realized that he had always expected too much from the marginalized people in the Church of the Storm.
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 final analysis, if it weren't for my 'Quick Sketch' that allowed the cultists to accumulate injuries quickly, the consequences would be disastrous."
If we only rely on the remaining people to encircle and kill the enemy, the final result may be that the enemy will kill many people and try to escape.
Irene climbed out of the water and took a deep breath. Her eyes turned to the young knight from the Vaner family whom she had just rescued. Although he was lying unconscious on the ground, the injury on 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 Vaner family was dead.
After the blow pierced her heart, Irene jumped into the water in order to save her life, and the old knight, with no one to treat him, soon died with difficulty.
The father who tried to avenge his son died first. When his son, who was rescued, woke up, I wonder what he was thinking deep in his heart.
Irene walked towards the blood-stained body of the black-robed masked man without hesitation, fumbled out the gorgeous gem that looked like a scarlet rose, and put it in her arms.
"What are you doing?"
The Silver Emir came up, covering his thigh that had just been stabbed by Lady Isaac, and looked at Irene with confusion and greed.
"Woman of the Fisher family, are you hiding something?"
Irene stood up and responded coldly: "No, I just checked to see if he was completely dead."
Emile wanted to argue, but he saw Byrne and Allen standing next to Irene. The three of them were staring at him silently with meaningful eyes. He was suddenly speechless.
A strong feeling of fear suddenly surged in his heart. He swallowed slightly and immediately went to find the old priest who looked tired.
Emile said that he was no longer able to fight and search for Mrs. Isaac, so he had to go back first.
"Go back."
The old priest also knew that his command ability was insufficient, and due to the damn weather, the guards who were besieging the cultists suffered heavy casualties, and even a knight died.
Damn it, it was the weather that caused the wind that the Storm Master was supposed to control!
He still remembers that more than a decade ago, the sea breeze on the East Coast was relatively stable, and people were able to live and work in peace because of the great power dominated by storms.
For unknown reasons, not only has the marine environment become harsh in the past decade or so, but disputes and changes have also frequently occurred within the Church of the Storm.
The old priest met with the top leaders of the Church of Storm several years ago. They all looked worried, but refused to explain the specific reasons.
Moreover, I heard that other major churches have all fallen into severe chaos and infighting.
He vaguely felt that something extremely terrible had happened, something that might even cause a drastic change in the entire world, and would have unimaginable impact on the future of all living beings.
Byrne stared coldly as Emil and his men left. Well, tonight was finally the time to settle accounts with them.
He then confirmed that the man killed by Irene was Mrs. Isaac's brother, and finally nodded.
He discussed with the mayor and the old priest. The mayor and the sheriff were responsible for staying behind to treat the wounded, while the rest of the extraordinary people took the guards and escorts to search for Mrs. Isaac and not let her escape from Nasir.
Mayor Andes asked, "Well, if we are treating the wounded, won't Ms. Irene stay?"
Irene shook her head and continued, "In the process of capturing and killing Mrs. Isaac, there may be serious injuries. I must go with them."
Mayor Andes nodded in agreement, then watched the Fisher family leave and fell into deep silence.
He couldn't help but secretly glance at the neck of the young knight of the Vaner family, and there was not even a scar on it.
After taking office as the mayor of Nasir, Mayor Andes had long heard of the healing powers that Irene possessed, and originally thought that she was a healing-type spellcaster who had risen from the origin, but recently he felt more and more that something was wrong.
This was because the healing effect was too strong, and Irene herself obviously could not be a metamorphic transcendent, which was very strange.
The townspeople had never seen other healing spellcasters and did not doubt this matter at all, but Andes, who was born in the Hoven family, had seen other healing supernatural beings and knew that there was something strange.
He kept this matter in mind and did not chase after him to ask about his doubts.
(End of this chapter)
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