The man sitting at the top with a cloak embroidered with strange patterns glanced at the two corpses at his feet, then stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
With a snap, a cluster of pitch-black flames suddenly ignited on the two corpses, and then the flames grew bigger and bigger under the gaze of everyone.
In the blink of an eye, the two bodies were burned to ashes, leaving only two pieces of blood-red muscle tissue.
This is the pollutant in the bodies of those two people. If given to the craftsmen, they should be able to be forged into two good third-level seals.
Eros looked at this scene in amazement. This guy is really pretentious. However, this method is good. It will be his from now on.
Looking at the two pieces of blood-red contamination on the ground, the man still sat there without moving, but several tentacles stretched out from the darkness shrouded by his cloak and entangled with the contamination on the ground.
After the tentacles with the two pieces of contaminants retracted into the cloak, he reached out and cut open his stomach and took out a stack of banknotes.
After counting out five thousand pounds and throwing them to Eros, he put the rest back into his own stomach.
Eros took the banknote that was still covered in blood and said with some disdain:
"Can't you people from the Abyss Cult store things normally? You have to stuff everything into your bodies, right?"
It was not surprising that the remnant of the darkness in front of him could guess the identity of the man. After all, he did not hide his identity at all.
The pattern embroidered on the cloak represents the original sin of pride, and what was used just now were the fire of sin from the abyss and the touch of original sin.
None of these things revealed his identity, a member of the arrogant faction of the Abyss Cult.
The man ignored Eros's disdain. He looked around the hall and said calmly:
"Let the transaction continue!"
Just at this moment, a man ran in from the entrance of the abandoned hospital lobby and said hastily as soon as he came in:
"The church has surrounded us. I'm afraid there are church members among those attending the gathering today."
The faces of the party participants in the hall suddenly changed when they heard the words of the visitor. They consciously kept a distance from the people around them and looked around with vigilant eyes.
The man sitting at the top remained calm after hearing what his subordinates said. He spoke calmly:
"Then this gathering for today ends here. The time for the next gathering is to be determined."
After saying this, the man stood up from the stool and walked towards the side door.
Upon seeing this, the other party participants immediately began running towards the nearest exit.
In the blink of an eye, Eros was the only one left in the abandoned hospital lobby.
After throwing the blood-stained banknotes in his hand into his shadow, Eros slowly walked towards the hospital gate.
After walking out of the hospital gate, Eros was just about to hide aside and eat melons.
Suddenly, as if he realized something, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he took a small step forward slowly.
The next second, a strong wind blew from behind his head, brushing against his hair and hitting the outer wall of the abandoned hospital.
Eros turned around and saw a white, slender and round thigh in front of him.
Vivian pulled out the heel of her shoe that was embedded in the outer wall, and directly kneed the remnant of darkness in front of her.
It was a pity that the sneak attack just now missed, but that's all.
Looking at the snow-white knee that was about to hit his chest, Eros stretched out his right hand and easily blocked the attack.
"How did you find me?"
While pinching the snow-white thigh that he was holding down, Eros asked with a somewhat curious tone.
"Battle intuition!" Vivian did not hide it and answered Eros's doubts in a calm tone.
As she spoke, her fist had already hit Eros' face. Eros tilted his head to avoid the blow and said helplessly:
"A woman's sixth sense? Oh! I was originally planning to hide aside and watch the show, but now it seems that I can't do that anymore!"
Vivian didn't reply, but swept her leg towards Eros again.
Eros reached out and grabbed the ankle of the long leg in front of him, exclaiming:
"Your legs feel longer than my life!"
As he said this, he reached out and pinched it.
Vivian frowned, because she felt that the remnant of the darkness in front of her was looking down on her and did not regard her as an opponent at all.
This made her a little unhappy, so when she delivered the next knee strike, she quickly pulled out a revolver from the root of her other thigh with her right hand.
Looking at the revolver, Eros raised his eyebrows and quickly hit the opponent's wrist with a palm knife.
With a click, the opponent's arm fell down weakly, and the revolver in his hand was thrown out by the blow.
Vivian groaned, but she did not give up. Instead, she quickly tried to catch the revolver with her other intact hand and continued fighting.
Just then, she saw the remnant of the darkness opposite her punching her.
So she had to pull her hand back and hold it in front of her.
Because her intuition told her that if she didn't block the punch, she would be killed by it.
Fortunately, she managed to block the punch in the end, but she was also knocked flying due to the huge force of the opponent's fist.
With a loud bang, Vivian slammed hard into the outer wall of the hospital behind her, directly knocking a big hole in the somewhat aging wall.
Looking at the long-legged nun lying in the ruins, Eros bent down and picked up her revolver.
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