Weakened
Klein knew this was bad, so he forced himself to endure the headache, stepped back, and entered the fire. His figure quickly disappeared, teleporting to the residual flames of another direction where an explosion had just occurred.
As he leaped out, seeking to counterattack, he saw the middle-aged man Steve in the dark red cloak not pursuing him but staying in place, as if waiting for something.
Klein suddenly felt restless, dizzy, and his stomach went into spasms.
He quickly became weak but didn't know why.
He panted softly, using his sharply grown nails to tear his clothes, leaving white marks on his body and scratching deeper, with red slowly seeping out.
Sharon fell to the ground, unable to stand. Her blue eyes gradually lost focus, as if she couldn't see anything.
"Poison..." she uttered the word softly.
"Vengeful Spirit" Steve, not far from her, glanced at her clenched palm and seemed quite wary of the bronze illusory door covered in mysterious patterns and indescribable flavors, so he didn't act rashly.
With his right hand holding the "Crimson Moon Crown" that emitted a cold brilliance like a scarlet full moon, his left hand took out a brown semi-transparent glass vial from his pocket and sneered:
"A biological toxin bottle that can randomly produce different toxins. Once opened, they will gradually spread to the surroundings."
"It will take effect within a minute, and after that, the symptoms will get worse. After four minutes, if you haven't left the environment filled with the toxin, the corresponding consequences are unavoidable, such as death."
"Too bad, I thought
"Sharon, originally you wouldn't be affected, as spirits are not afraid of poisoning, but unfortunately, here we have the 'Crimson Moon Crown', so you simply can't switch forms."
"Or you could give up persistence and let me appreciate your hidden charm."
He leisurely introduced the abilities of the mystical item in his hand, as if waiting for Klein and the others to completely lose their resistance before making a move.
However,
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of nails scratching steel plates rang out continuously. Finally, on Maric's skin before him, several wounds appeared that directly exposed blood and flesh.
Klein pinched his forehead, feeling it starting to heat up, but the negative effects were not as severe as "Vengeful Spirit" Steve said.
It seems the "
"You want us to be poisoned before making a move?"
"Why do you think I didn't use smoke and had to rely on explosives?"
"With so many explosions, it must have drawn attention. The nearby official extraordinary beings are about to arrive. You don't have time!"
Steve turned his head to look at Klein, whose face was smeared with oil paint making it hard to recognize, and suddenly laughed:
"I forgot there's still a little bug that can be easily dealt with."
"Don't worry, before the church people arrive, you will definitely die..."
Before he finished his words, Klein suddenly raised the revolver in his right hand and fired a "Purification Bullet".
Steve moved his feet, already leaping several meters to the side, leaving afterimages along the way.
However, Klein's bullet did not shoot at his original position but hit the center of the clearing, piercing the ground and making a clanging sound!
A spiritual breeze passed, and both Maric's corpse and Steve's shadows froze simultaneously.
In an instant, they rushed out like mad, charging towards the center of the clearing, like a group of hungry dogs at feeding time.
Steve, who had intended to control Klein with a strange technique and easily toy with him, was first stunned, then showed a suspicious and surprised expression.
This was the first time he found the undead he commanded losing control for no reason!
At the same time, Klein snapped his fingers, igniting several other bombs, causing red flames to leap in different places.
His figure quickly hopped through these fires, flashing out of the clearing.
"Trying to run!" Steve muttered, about to turn into a shadow and give chase, but found that the corpses and shadows had dug up a square iron box and were grabbing for the items inside.
Soon, one of the shadows succeeded, its body swelling as if it had gained intelligence, and flew off in another direction.
So it was to use that item to delay my actions, thus successfully escaping. Hmph, he still doesn't understand "Vengeful Spirit" and "Crimson Moon Crown" enough! Steve temporarily gave up his intention to pursue Klein, put away the "Biological Toxin Bottle", suddenly disappeared, and then appeared on a patch of thin ice formed in a puddle. With terrifying speed that could leave afterimages, he reached the back of the huge shadow.
A flash of dark green light shone in Steve's eyes, and the shadow silently disintegrated, the items in its hands falling sharply.
Other corpses and shadows, disregarding the pressure from their superior, scrambled to grab them.
Steve grew more confused and surprised, and found that his spiritual intuition could not get any hint from the item that had caused the riot of corpses and shadows.
He stepped forward and caught the item with his left hand.
It was a dark golden keyring, hanging an ancient exquisite copper whistle. Beside the copper whistle hung a simple yellow copper key.
They stood side by side, tightly together, lying in Steve's pale palm.