quicksilver blood

Chapter 40 Blood sugar

"—You are not a Blighter at all!"

The pale-faced young man yelled in an almost sharp voice, as if he wanted to call the people outside the door in.

But the Blight in black robe let out a contemptuous low smile: "Don't struggle...Since I know you are a priest, I won't give you any chance to come back."

The young man with straw-yellow hair flinched.

As the bastard in black robe said, he shouted like this, but no one echoed in this hotel with almost no sound insulation...

Could it be that this guy went crazy and killed all the people in the hotel...

No matter how he made it impossible for the entire inn to hear him shouting so loudly, but facing a bold druid who dared to pretend to be the Blight in Karal, he could only think this guy was crazy.

Fighting with a lunatic, whether he wins or loses, obviously he will not get well.

Be timid before fighting.

Therefore, the first magic spell he threw was not his usual decay spell.

Decay is the most common divine spell used by clerics of the god of decay and disease.Every few tens of seconds, a judgment based on the physical attributes will be carried out. If it fails, part of the strength and body sensitivity attributes will be temporarily deducted, and the ability of other divine arts will be enhanced, which is an extremely commonly used low-level divine arts.

But he knew that as long as it wasn't the Blighter, even the Druids of the Black Iron Rank could learn the magical art of Renewal, which could remove the effects of curses and diseases below the third rank.

So the moment he saw Roland's emerald green vines, he gave up the idea of ​​using the decay technique.

Not only is it a waste of divine power, but the more serious problem is that you will lose your initiative.

When a clergyman faces an enemy of unknown strength, the most important thing to do is to seize the upper hand first, and then take the time to strengthen himself and weaken the enemy.

But in the domain of the God of Decay and Disease, there is no controlling low-level magic.It's really hard to get the upper hand with a druid in this situation.

Years of fighting experience told him how to deal with it.

Now that he was sure that his initiative would be lost, and that the weakening spells would probably be dispelled by the druid, the pale young man had a bold idea.

——Why don't you try an instant death spell first.

No matter what, at least you won't lose money.If the instant death spell really works, it is a profit.

As an evil priest close to the bronze rank, he doesn't lack instant death spell like the good god priest of the same rank.

Among the death spells of suffocation and fear of death—physical check and will check, he decided to choose suffocation after a little consideration.

After all, he is a druid, and his will attribute is obviously much higher than his constitution.

Under his surprised gaze, the dirty dark green aura flashed across Roland's body.

——This means that the magic spell was successful!
Under his gaze, he found that the figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly grabbed his throat and struggled unceasingly. In a minute or so, the movements of his limbs gradually became weak and stiff, and then slowly fall down.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he looked at it with a little vigilance for several seconds, but the black robe collapsed on the ground did not move.

As a priest of evil gods, the experience of hanging around in the lawless zone for many years made him unable to relax, so he waved his hand and revealed a mass of dark green transparent light——

——Secondary negative energy impact!

The negative energy impact sank into Roland's chest without any hindrance, but it felt like hitting a stone, and there was no reaction at all.

Seeing this, the pale and decayed young man relaxed a little.

Probably dead.

It is impossible for any life to not even cry after being hit by the impact of negative energy—he still clearly remembers the nova of decay released by his mentor to all the believers to this day.

It was already a degenerated negative energy nova, but he still couldn't forget the pain of peeling off the flesh and bones.Even the undead cannot ignore the damage of negative energy—they rely on their vitality to act in the world.

Negative energy is the enemy of all life without exception.Even undead cannot escape the category of life.

And the suffocation technique did take effect, as evidenced by the dark green magical aura.

Although the time to take effect seems to be a bit fast-and in order not to be replaced by the "Blighter"'s last desperate blow, he didn't even dare to get close to Roland during the 5 minutes of the suffocation.

Being able to quietly kill all the people in the hotel, this kind of strength can definitely kill him easily.He was just a little black iron-rank priest, he was just about to break through the wall and jump off the building to escape, so it was a great surprise that the death spell could take effect.

It can only be said that it was Ke Lanwo's blessing.

After confirming that the Blighter was dead, the undead born from a young body stepped forward, wanting to see what kind of crazy this madman who dared to pretend to be the Blighter in the territory of Karal could grow up.

So he knelt down and lifted the hood of the black robe.

"This is……"

The young man couldn't help holding his breath.

Even though it was slightly distorted due to suffocation, the beauty of that face did not shake at all.

He has never seen such an exquisite girl—yes, it can only be described as exquisite.

As far as the facial features alone are concerned, they are only at the level of ordinary noble ladies, even inferior to Erinyao.The figure is even thinner, giving people a youthful feeling.

But the most conspicuous thing is that white to almost transparent skin.Like a sick and weak girl who hasn't been out for a long time, she shows a sickly whiteness.But because of his extraordinary physique, this kind of weakness not only did not make the skin dry and rough, but made it more crystal clear.

Suddenly, he remembered where he seemed to have seen this face before.This kind of Su Ze's puppet-like face is absolutely impressive and cannot be copied.

But that face was so familiar that for a moment he couldn't remember where he saw it.

correct!That is……

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down blankly, only to find a scarlet spike nailed to his chest, as if swallowing his blood continuously, the dark red light flickered.

It's not dead yet!
The young priest cursed secretly, and planned to reach out and wring the neck of the girl who was still lying on the ground.Feelings of pity and pity may appear in people like knights, but they will never flash even once in people like him.

But just when he was about to implement his idea, he was horrified to find that he was completely unable to act.A feeling of numbness that was not obvious but was constantly increasing spread from the chest to the whole body.

When this paralysis is strong to a certain extent, I am afraid that the heart will also be paralyzed at the same time.

That does not work--

will die--

He realized this immediately.

As if mocking him, the black-robed girl who had been hit in the chest by the second-level negative energy forcefully got up, and brushed the dust off her body with ease.

"Didn't your mother teach you the perfect restraint of suffocation by breathing in water, and the death-death skills such as vacuum bubbles?"

A voice as hoarse as a crow but somewhat elegant came from behind him.

Afterwards, he felt his neck being slowly entangled by something soft and tough, and then something liquid-like was sucked out of his body in large quantities.

Unlike his slow-acting suffocation technique, in less than three seconds, he felt dizzy and weak.

With just one touch of mistletoe, Roland almost drained all the vitality of the priest of the evil god.Even if the undead were neither alive nor dead, they would be completely unable to move within a few months.

It was just a second-class negative energy impact, and Roland's health had just dropped by a third.

Before the opponent's magic spell was released, the vision of the ashen man's magic spell had already prompted Roland what the opponent's magic spell was going to be used next.

Roland, who was sure that the opponent could not kill him with a single blow, was not at all worried that his fake death would be discovered by the opponent.

Because the suffocation did work, and that aura was proof.

Moreover, the magic of breathing in water is very rare, except for the druid surnamed Bai Yu and the priest of the deep sea girl, no one has the possibility of possessing this magic.Roland had no doubt that the other party didn't know that breathing in water could restrain the death spell of the suffocation system.

Roland allocated the experience he gained to the profession of the Embers, raised the level of the Ashes by one level, and then immediately tore up the clothes of the undead, dismantled all the interlayers that might exist, and looked for his own spoils.

Ever since Roland discovered that the foreigner priest believed in Kelanwo, the god of decay and disease, he immediately realized that the job-changing tool of the dead crow might not be a legend, but a real existence.

Among other things, the domain of this god alone is very interesting.

Whether it's decay, decay or disease, they all have something to do with the Sleeping Mentor.Under such circumstances, Ke Lanwo's pastor should have relevant information about the death crow's job change——

"...Holy emblem, plague bottle, and blood sugar?"

Roland frowned as he looked at what was found on him.

If it is related, the remaining two things besides the holy emblem must be somewhat related to the Eternal Sleeping Teacher.But both of these are special props for Kelanwo's priests, and it's useless for Roland to ask for them.

Not to mention the plague bottle that stores the plague—the death crow uses its own body to store the plague, and there is no need for such "peripherals" at all.

And blood sugar... the only use for this thing is to murder children.Once the blood sugar is eaten, the blood in the whole body will irreversibly deteriorate, and eventually the blood in the whole body will dry up and die.

But this thing is actually a failure.No matter how difficult the exemption of its effect is, it does not meet Ke Lanwo's requirements just because it has no contagious ability, not to mention that a few people who need to be assassinated will eat candies handed over by strangers.

...Wait a minute, blood sugar?
Roland raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something.

If he didn't guess wrong, this thing is more or less useful.

But in any case, this kind of stuff that is five or six silver coins a piece in the black market is impossible to be related to the job change props of the dead crow...

【I said!I said!In Simon's gutter!I didn't touch anything except his money!The money is here——]

"……wrong!"

Roland's pupils shrank instantly, and the last words of the passerby echoed in his ears.

He remembered, what he forgot!
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No way...Two watches a day and now Shi Xian's body can't bear it.

It takes more than three hours of injections every day, and there is not much time to update—I don’t know how many of our readers are medical students. It seems that we are going to take an injection called Zuoyang, and one dozen is two bottles , you can't adjust it too fast or your whole body will hurt...

Let's wait until we are better.At the latest, there will be two updates after it is put on the shelves at the latest... After all, we still want to eat full time.

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