Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 136 – Toxin Bottle
The weak Sharon also showed a pained expression under the whistling of “Grieving Spirit” Steve, but she still closed her palms with great difficulty, so that the wonderful light emanating from there was instantly interrupted, so that the mysterious illusory bronze-colored door disappeared in front of her.
Knowing it was bad, Klein was busy forcing back his headache, stepping back and into the fire, his figure quickly disappearing and flashing into the aftermath of a suddenly violent explosion in the other direction.
He just jumped out, seeking to counterattack, but saw a dark red cloak of middle-aged man Steve did not chase itself, but stopped in place, as if waiting for something.
Klein suddenly felt restless, his head was dizzy, and his stomach cramped.
He flew into weakness, but didn’t know for what.
Maric, who had just slowed down from his spikes, also appeared to be abnormal, constantly reaching out and scratching himself, as if there was an unquenchable itch in his body.
He gasped lowly and scratched at his clothes with sharp nails that were growing wildly, scratching a white trail across his body and getting deeper and deeper, and could see the red color leaching out a little.
Sharon fell to the ground but couldn’t get up, her azure eyes gradually losing focus as if she couldn’t see anything anymore.
”Poison ……” she whispered the word.
Not far from her “spiteful soul” Steve looked at her clenched palms, just that covered with mysterious patterns, filled with indescribable flavor of the bronze-colored illusory door seems to be quite scrupulous, but did not recklessly direct action.
His right hand holds the Crimson Moon Coronet, which blooms like a scarlet full moon, and his left palm takes out a brown translucent glass vial from his coat pocket, humming:
”A biotoxin vial that randomly creates different toxins, as soon as it is opened, they will gradually diffuse in all directions.”
”It takes no more than a minute to take effect, after that the symptoms get worse and worse, and by the time it’s four minutes, if you haven’t gotten out of the toxin-covered environment, the corresponding consequences will be irresistible, such as, for example, death.”
”It’s a shame, I thought Jason could hold out until now.”
”Sharon, you wouldn’t have been affected, spirit bodies aren’t afraid of being poisoned, but unfortunately, with the ‘Crimson Moon Coronet’ here, you won’t be able to transform your state at all.”
”Or, you can give up holding out and let me recognize your latent charms.”
He introduced the abilities of the magical items in his hands in a seemingly leisurely manner, as if he wanted to wait until Klein and the others had completely lost their power to resist before making his move.
However, Tyr, who had made preparations in advance, did not understand his intention, and the “Werewolf”, who had lost his mind under the influence of the “Crimson Moon Coronation”, did not hesitate to launch a counterattack, and lunged forward with his body, claws and hands waving, tearing up Marich’s body.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
The sound of nails cutting through steel plates rang out one after another, and several wounds that could be seen directly on the skin in front of Maric’s body finally appeared.
Klein pinched his forehead and felt that it was already burning, but the negative effects weren’t as serious as Steve the Grieving Spirit said.
It seems to be the “sun brooch” that is constantly purifying and repelling the evil around it that has weakened the toxin …… Klein suddenly let out a hey:
”You want us to get poisoned before we do it?”
”Why do you think I didn’t use fireworks just now and relied on explosives?”
”With so many explosions, surely you’ve drawn attention to the fact that the official Extraordinary People in the neighborhood are about to arrive, you don’t have time for that!”
Steve glanced sideways at Klein, whose face was smeared with greasepaint, making it difficult to recognize his face clearly, and suddenly laughed:
”I forgot there’s a little bug that can be easily fixed.”
”Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be dead before the Church’s people come ……”
Before his words fell, Klein suddenly raised the revolver of his right hand and shot out a “purification bullet”.
Steve’s footsteps slightly shifted, has been swept out several meters, along the way, the residual shadow remains.
However, Klein’s bullet did not reach his original location, but hit the center of the clearing, piercing through the soil and making a sound!
A spiritual breeze blew through the air, and both Maric’s walkers and Steve’s Phantoms went still at the same time.
After an instant, they rushed out like mad, rushing towards the center of the clearing, like a pack of hungry dogs that had reached their meal time.
Steve, who was about to control Klein with a bizarre maneuver and abuse him with ease, first froze for a moment, then revealed a puzzled and surprised expression.
This was the first time he realized that his own driven dead spirit would lose control for no reason!
At the same time, Klein snapped his fingers and detonated a few more bombs, causing crimson flames that leapt into the air to rise from different places again.
His figure quickly jumped through these fires and flashed toward the clearing beyond.
”Trying to run!” Steve whispered, and was about to vapourize his figure and chase after his target when he noticed that the walkers and specters had dug out a square iron box and were grabbing the contents.
Soon, one of the ghostly shadows got it, and its body swelled up, and seemed to have intelligence as it flew away in another direction.
It turns out to be to use that item to delay my action, so as to successfully escape …… Hmph, he does not know enough about the “Grieving Soul” and “Crimson Moon Coronet”! Steve temporarily gave up the intention of chasing after Klein, put away the “Biotoxin Bottle”, his body suddenly disappeared and appeared on the thin ice of a puddle of water, and then relied on the terrifying speed that could drag out the remnants of the image and took two steps to the back of the huge shadow.
With a flash of the shadowy green light in Steve’s eyes, the ghostly shadow instantly collapsed without a sound, and the items held in his hands fell down violently.
The rest of the walkers and the spectral shadow completely disregarded the oppressive aura of the higher power and scrambled to grab it.
Steve grew more and more surprised and strange, and realized that his psychic premonitions could not get anything out of the item that had sent the walkers and phantoms into a riot.
He stepped forward physically and caught the item in his left hand.
It was a dark gold colored key ring with an ancient, delicate brass whistle dangling from it, and next to the whistle hung an ancient shaped brass key.
They stood side by side, close together, and lay like that in Steve’s pale palm.
At the same time, Steve’s right hand “Crimson Moon Coronet” is quietly emitting scarlet cold light, as if a round of shrinking full moon.
Before Steve could think of anything else, a weak, illusory, but very strange voice entered his mind, tearing at his nerves and stripping his scalp.
”Ah!”
Steve screamed violently, falling straight from mid-air to the ground, the Crimson Moon Coronet he held in his hand and the ring with the brass whistle and key hanging from it were both thrown out of his hands at the same time.
He struggled and twisted on the spot, and his body bulged one after another, inside which either grew tiny arms like babies, or flowed out fishy yellowish liquid.
At this time, a clump of flames rekindled, the “escaped” Klein jumped out, blocking the “Crimson Moon Coronet” falling trajectory.
He didn’t try to catch the magical object, but flicked it, making it turn around and fly towards the weak and limp Sharon.
Steve’s voice of pain gradually diminished, “Crimson Moon Coronet” accurately landed on Sharon’s body.
Sharon’s silhouette instantly vaporized, and her unfocused azure eyes instantly regained their vigor.
She clenched her right palm and held the palm-sized jewelry inlaid with a circle of dark rubies in her left hand, and her body floated up.
”The Crimson Moon Coronet makes the holder immune to the effects of the full moon.”
Sharon was no longer weak!
She was no longer weak, and in her spiritual state, she wasn’t afraid of “biotoxins”!
At this moment, the walkers and ghosts gathered together again, grabbing the Aztec Copper Whistle and the Master Key that were strung together.
Klein didn’t care, and reached out his left hand, raised his arm, and pointed there.
A dark gold sheen flickered from the sunbird trinket on his chest, and an intensely bright, divine light descended from the heavens, enveloping the walkers and phantoms that had grabbed into a huddle.
In the midst of the daylight, the transparent and strange apparitions melted and disappeared, while a pale and stinking living corpse first emitted black smoke and then burned up, like a candle.
By the time the daylight disappeared, the place was nearly empty, with only the ancient and exquisite Aztec copper whistle and the quaintly shaped master key strung on a blackened ring, lying there quietly.
On the other hand, Sharon didn’t care about Maric, who was getting seriously injured under the attack of “Werewolf” Tyrell, but relied on her own strange jumping ability between mirror-like objects to get to the thin piece of ice that Steve had used before, and then stepped out.
She extended her clenched right palm at Steve, who was metamorphosing into a monster, and jerked it open so that the palm was aimed at her enemy!
An infinite amount of light burst forth and quickly intertwined to form the foliate bronze door covered in mysterious symbols and patterns.
Creak!
In a toothsome sound, the black compact fedora on top of Sharon’s head was blown off by the sudden gust of wind, and her meticulously combed light blonde hair then fell down in a messy fashion.
Obviously, it was quite a strain for her to use that magical item again.
Creak!
The mysterious bronze gate cracked open, and shrill laughter, cries, and shouts echoed in layers.
The arms, either toothy or skinless, scrambled out and grabbed Steve, whose body was cracking one pustule after another.
Weird greenish-black vines and slippery, illusory tentacles that protruded from baby faces also wrapped around the Sequence 5 powerhouse one after another.
”Ah!”
Steve screamed out once again.
The yellowish liquid oozing from within the pustules covered his entire body, which allowed him to barely resist the pull.
His face cracked open with bright red slits, and inside were holes as black as tunnels!
And by that time, Klein had raised his revolver and aimed it at him.
Without delay, without hesitation, Klein, his face camouflaged and wearing a half-height silk bowler hat, calmly pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by the flash of the “sun brooch”, two bullets full of sacred meaning accurately hit Steve’s head.
Although they failed to penetrate the skin and bones, they ignited a bright flame, turning Steve into a bright torch.
”Ah!”
There was another scream as Steve was pulled closer to the illusory and mysterious bronze door.
Klein whipped out the pistol’s revolver and dumped the cartridges on the ground as he pulled out the metal box containing those extraordinary bullets.
At the same time, he once again poured his spirit into the “sun brooch”.
Two!
A pillar of holy and flawless light fell in mid-air and instantly hit Steve’s body.
Seizing this gap, Klein inserted purification bullets and exorcism bullets into the bullet holes in a ratio of 3 to 3, and closed the rotating wheel.
He aimed at Steve’s head again, and in the flash of the dark golden brooch, he pulled the trigger hard, six times in a row:
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!