Trouble

"Don't panic, Felix is alone!"

"Just kill him!"

The Van Dale Bandits' voices were filled with shock, anger, and fear. They no longer hesitated, attacking with everything they had as Gun Bullets fired over with bang after bang. Felix could clearly hear the sound of his human shield being hit, and knew the bandits would no longer have any scruples about the hostages.

So he shoved the black-haired human shield hard toward the bandits, then drove several Spell Spirits and hastily unleashed the new Miracle he had yet to practice—"Endless Poison"!

A gust of pitch-black foul wind blew through, as though countless flies and insects were hiding inside it. The Van Dale Bandits were instantly Corroded by the vicious poison, screaming, rolling, and fleeing in panic. Felix had just been about to chase them down and kill them, but gunfire suddenly erupted behind him. He had no choice but to immediately duck into the seats beside him, pick up a handgun that had fallen to the floor, and return fire as he shouted, "Do you want to die too?"

The bandits at the rear carriage door also saw the wretched state inside the carriage. Knowing this operation had completely failed, they fired to suppress Felix while retreating, and soon fled into the other carriages, disappearing from sight.

Hoo.

Felix let out a breath of relief. He looked at the corpses and Black Blood flowing all over the floor, and felt his stomach not only start hurting again, but even grow a little nauseous. Worst of all, a strange sweet fragrance still lingered in the air. This was the bizarre stench produced after "vicious poison" reacted further with flesh and blood. If Felix had other Poison Art Spell Spirits, he could use this stench to set up a "Vicious Environment," but