"If I had successfully drunk that bottle of Assassin potion back then, would I have been able to possess both beauty and power?" Luo En couldn't help but imagine, recalling the abilities displayed by this corpse.
After a while, some crystalline substances gradually appeared on the corpse, eventually forming a translucent blob of viscous fluid.
"Meow!"
Lachi suddenly froze, her tail trembling at a high frequency. Her gaze was fixed intently on that substance.
The Orange Cat's pupils instantly dilated, her eyes filled with longing.
"Stop!" Just as Luo En reached out to grab her, the Orange Cat had already shot forward.
But unfortunately, as soon as her cat tongue touched the surface of the viscous fluid, she was lifted off the ground by the scruff of her neck.
"Seriously, why do you always like to eat random things!"
Looking at the agitated Orange Cat, Luo En was a bit speechless. This scene reminded him of Lachi drinking the Assassin potion earlier.
"Meow!" Lachi struggled fiercely.
"Besides, even if this person is most likely from the same Pathway as you, that is definitely not the power a sequence 8 should have." Luo En did not let go and continued to lecture.
He was very certain about this point. From the abilities this woman displayed just now and the abnormal spiritual fluctuations around her, it was clear that she was definitely more than a sequence 8.
The result of a cross-Sequence advancement is either losing control or death… Luo En had a very deep impression of this knowledge point.
If it's like this for humans, how much more for a cat?
Although Lachi was just a cat, and they hadn't been together for long, to Luo En, Lachi was the only living creature in this world he could talk to.
Of course, cats can't talk.
"Be rational! For people like us who have bad luck, we can't just try things blindly!"
Since the bullets were empty, Luo En confidently poked Lachi with the gun barrel.
"Meow!" Feeling the cold touch of the gun barrel, Lachi thrashed her four paws wildly, her hind legs accurately kicking Luo En's wrist.
"Damn it!" Perhaps due to some fatigue, Luo En didn't manage to hold on for a moment.
"No!"
The trajectory of the falling black revolver reappeared in Luo En's eyes… The moment the gun barrel poked into the viscous fluid, the substance suddenly bubbled up as if boiling.
"Crap!"
Before Luo En could react, the handgun had already sunk into the semi-solidified gelatin, with hissing green smoke rising from the crevices.
"Meow?" Seeming to realize she had caused trouble, Lachi stopped struggling, remaining suspended in mid-air, held by Luo En by the scruff of her neck.
A moment later, the transparent substance had completely disappeared, but the originally pitch-black revolver was inexplicably stained with a silvery-white pattern.
This… was this absorbed by the revolver?
Luo En looked at the scene before him with some disbelief, but after a moment, he became enlightened, as if he understood something.
"So that's how it is, besides living beings, items can also absorb Beyonder power?"
"So that's how those Beyonder weapons came to be…"
Luo En slowly stood up, and at the same time, gently loosened his grip on Lachi. Once Lachi's four legs touched the ground again, she curled up silently beside Luo En's feet.
'From this woman's bruised and battered escape, it's clear she was probably being hunted, so I shouldn't have much time to waste.'
Looking at the revolver in front of him, Luo En subconsciously reached out to take it, but his hand stopped halfway.
He was really unsure about this item, which was formed by accident, and whether moving it rashly would cause any unexpected issues.
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"No, I can't hesitate any longer. The people hunting her might arrive soon."
The Robot has a passive anti-Diviner ability. As long as he wasn't caught on the spot, the other party would most likely not find him.
Luo En's fingertips hovered two centimeters from the gun grip for a few seconds…
"No spiritual warning, no warning from fate…"
"I'll take a gamble…" His Adam's apple bobbed three times, and Luo En suddenly reached out and picked up the revolver.
There was no anticipated pain or mental daze, and Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not keep it close to his body like last time, fearing that some strange reaction might unintentionally occur again.
He picked up the slightly charred jacket nearby, wrapped the handgun inside it, then picked up Lachi from his feet, and quickly left the alley.
The sound of footsteps grew fainter and fainter…
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"Damn it!" The Clown narrowly dodged a demon-hunting bullet.
The bullet grazed his forehead and flew into the distance.
If it weren't for the Clown's extraordinary control over his body, his head would have become a shattered watermelon.
The Clown still maintained a smile, but the current situation was far from optimistic.
The current situation was three against five. The opponents also had a strange mirror-shaped Sealed Artifact that made him instinctively feel danger, and his own condition was not good. Even with perfect coordination among the three of them, it was a bit overwhelming.
What to do… bullets and cards were running low, and the explosive charm had already been used against that Demoness… The Clown's brain was working rapidly, trying to find a way to break the deadlock.
The already injured Ke Enli suddenly erupted, and under Old Neil's cover, he quickly attacked the Clown in front of him, holding 3-0217.
The Clown instinctively wanted to retreat.
But his retreat was blocked by the bullets Klein fired.
Feeling the pressure from that mirror, the Clown instinctively closed his eyes.
"It's over."
Just as the mirror was about to shine on him, a stream of flames erupted, cutting him off from the mirror, and at the same time igniting the surrounding vegetation.
"Ganging up on someone is not a righteous way, Nighthawks!" The Magician suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield.
"Boss!"
"Chief!"
The members of the Circus team became excited when they saw their captain arrive.
The Magician gave his teammates a look, his fingertips suddenly twitched, and a piece of paper shot out from his sleeve, flying towards Old Neil's direction.
The moment the Nighthawks' attention was drawn by Old Neil, orange-red flowing fire suddenly erupted around the Magician, activating another Flame Jump, and at the same time, he snapped his fingers, sending an air bullet towards Ke Enli behind the mirror.
"Be careful!"
Frey pulled Ke Enli's arm back, narrowly dodging this attack.
"Sneak attacks are not righteous either." Leonard retorted when he saw this.
"We're not righteous." The Magician said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Ignoring the Nighthawks' bullets, and using the surrounding burning flames, he performed another Flame Jump. The moment he disappeared with the firelight, he spread his palm and threw a crimson charm towards the Nighthawks team.
Then he shouted loudly.
"Retreat!"
Klein and the others immediately realized the situation was bad and quickly dove to the sides.
"Boom!"
After a violent explosion, the smoke cleared.
The Circus team had disappeared.
Only shattered paper figures remained.
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Inside the Red Chimney House.
A quill pen automatically wrote something on the paper:
Fate seems to have deviated from the original script. The Nighthawks team was one step slower than the Shawshank Firm's Circus team, and Ke Enli, a Nighthawk who was supposed to die from 3-0217, also…
(A large section with traces of forced modification)
Due to the Demoness Shelun's escape, it is reasonable that the Circus team encountered the belated Nighthawks team during the pursuit.
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The two teams confronted each other, but they seemed to have no intention of fighting…
(Another section with traces of alteration.)
As a newcomer, it is reasonable for the Diviner of the Circus team to feel nervous when encountering such a sudden situation and subconsciously pull the trigger of his handgun!
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The two teams, who were supposed to suffer heavy losses, surprisingly had no fatalities.
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"Damn it!" A certain clumsy Author cursed under his breath, forcefully picking up the quill pen and writing new content on the paper.