The wolf lowered his head and looked down.
Disgusting yellow-black pus flowed out of the tiny bullet holes!
A heartbreaking pain shot straight through Tianling from the gunshot wound, which was even more severe than the kick he just received!
Loben Viscount suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, even panic.
"What on earth is this..." As soon as he started to speak, he screamed. "Ahhhh!!"
With a thud, the werewolf knelt down with his head in his hands.
Weird and weird pictures flashed through Viscount Loben's mind, and countless Whisperer whispers sounded in his ears--
It was a scarlet world.
The ground was filled with lava and strong winds were blowing.
A huge, foul-smelling snowball weighing as much as a thousand pounds fell from the sky, and countless red-skinned devils dragged the heavy objects forward under the pressure of three hounds.
The dark creek, the figures fighting in the mud, the burning tower, the coffin overflowing with lava...
The minotaur waved its chain and howled in the sky. The centaur and the harpy monster passed by the Blood Sea, killing countless figures and devouring...
"The white dove passed behind the door and dropped its pure feathers, bringing good news..."
"The black cemetery needs more spirits..."
"The light of dust still shines, in the name of Dawn Era, explore the supreme..."
An old voice written by Whisperer.
It keeps lingering in the ears of Viscount Loben.
He cried out in pain:
"Hell toxin! Miasma pollution?! No! No no no!!"
His eyes have been completely tainted by madness and he has lost all reason.
The shiny black bristles on its body began to lose their luster and gradually fell off, and the skin became ulcerated and pus-filled.
In the end, hot pus and blood burst out from all the seven orifices, and he fell face down.
Plop!!
Outside the wall hole, Gilan's eyes flashed.
'I didn't expect... the "Foul Pus" traded from Windmill Cat could be so terrifying. Just a quenched bullet can easily kill the strong "Gray Scar" Heavenly Bane Cult.'
He thought to himself and slowly put away the pistol.
I still have the poison-quenching Demon-Hunting Axe that I haven't taken out...
Loben Viscount looked bluffing after his transformation, but he really didn't fight.
Looking around, there was nothing but corpses and seriously injured and dying people.
The door of the villa was open, and the guests who were originally naked had already taken their clothes and ran away, and the middle-aged steward and attendants were also missing.
Gilan didn't care. Those guys didn't pose a threat at all, and they weren't the target of his trip.
"Well, I am Prohibition Agent, a senior member of the empire. I came here to arrest the criminals at the moonshine party. Loben Viscount Fasol took the lead in the resistance. I was just protecting myself."
He grinned, saying Whisperer that he didn't even believe it.
The color of her hair slowly turned back to golden, and the darkness in her eyes faded, returning to dark blue.
Perhaps due to his own strength, after Vivi's "Bloodthirst Curse" was lifted, he only felt a slight sense of weakness, which was not strong.
Gilan is very satisfied with this.
He first trampled the rest of the injured to death, then took a step forward, got through the hole in the wall, and went straight to the werewolf's body.
He groped around on Viscount Loben. In the pockets on both sides of the torn casual pants, there was a wallet, a pack of cigarettes, a gold-plated lighter, and an opened and lacquered letter.
As soon as he finished searching, Gilan saw his fingers glowing with colored light.
The werewolf corpse he touched quickly Corruption, and finally turned into dust and scattered. The color number "15" in the corner of his sight jumped and became "65".
Loben Viscount provided him with 50 points Mystic Energy!
On the ground, only a narrow, irregular spindle-shaped fur was left, with the flame-shaped gray-black scar on it.
Gilan raised his eyebrows and bent down to pick it up.
The Iridescence entry sways above it, displaying:
"Gray Scar. The unique brand of power within the Esoteric Cult 'Heavenly Bane Cult' originates from believers' devout prayers to Old God'Scar Father', and is a reward obtained through a certain ritual. It is branded on the body surface and can be exchanged for a trace of the power of Year-God."
"At the same time, this is also the status symbol of the official member of 'Heavenly Bane Cult'. Internally, it is called 'Burden Scar er', which has a certain status."
"The person who is branded Gray Scar will be connected with the first Year-God, and will be affected and even controlled by the will of a higher-ranking person."
Gilan looked at the entry and immediately thought of the "Gold Seed" left behind by Black Goat. These two things are very similar in terms of description and function.
'Perhaps, Old God believers obtain such mysterious objects through sacrificial rituals, so as to master the mysterious power... it is not the same as the method of "Path of the Flaming Sword".'
He guessed in his mind and put the piece of fur in his hand into the dimensional space.
'Loben·Fasol's strength is a little stronger than Black Goat Mick, Mystic Energy is 10 points more powerful, I don't know if it's due to Poisoned Bullets.'
After all, "Foul Pus" is equivalent to forcibly contaminating the other person, pouring strong toxins and Miasma into his body, causing him to go crazy and die suddenly on the spot.
Gilan thought for a moment and then opened the wallet. There were more than five hundred Caesar banknotes inside. He took it out without saying anything. After throwing away the wallet, he put the gold-plated lighter into his alchemical leather pocket and took it as his own.
Finally I opened the letter.
He took out the letter paper, flicked it, and glanced at it.
Soon, his eyes narrowed and his face darkened.
There isn't much in the letter.
It was roughly written by a stranger to Viscount Loben. The other party called Loben "Gray Scar Priest" and said that the Father God's large-scale sacrificial event "Shared Feast Ritual" was about to be held, and he hoped that Loben would start preparations as soon as possible.
Among them, two key names were also mentioned, hoping that Loben would urge these two people to move faster.
One is named Kruk Taylor.
Gilan knows that this man is Miss Dadeier's father, Taylor Count Family is currently in power, Lord Crook.
Second, Gilan is more familiar.
"Ramon·Farhan..."
He looked at the name with cold eyes.
The "Shared Feast Ritual" mentioned in the letter easily reminded Gilan of the "fine traditions" within "Heavenly Bane Cult" -
Firstborn Offering System!
'No wonder...'
Gilan thought to himself and sneered.
'I'm talking about an illegitimate son who I haven't seen for twenty years. Why do you want to find him after traveling thousands of miles away? It turns out that he wants me to be the scapegoat for that idiot Prince!'
Combined with Ms. Hishali's meaningful words while dancing before the dinner started, she said that it was a wise choice for him to attend this banquet because Viscount Loben saved his life...
'So, if I follow Loben Fasol's script, if I successfully join "Heavenly Bane Cult", I can avoid "Firstborn Offering System"?'
Gilan found it interesting, Whisperer said:
"Oh, it seems that the relationship between Viscount Loben and his original cheap father Ramon is not very good..."
He stood there and grinned a ferocious smile.
"Old dog, you fucking want to harm me, don't you?!"
Gilan was full of murderous intent, turned around and walked to the corner of the hall, took away his hat and coat from the coat rack. While putting them on, he walked towards the door.
"You really deserve to die!"