Chapter 152: Killing People in the Street

When the sun pierced the dawn and the darkness was banished, Agthius had already left with the maid.

The maid lost one eye, but the other was saved, and this time it was a disaster.

The door to the laboratory is shut, leaving only Angela and Sophia.

Yo, by the way, there's also a half-human mouse hiding in Sophia's shadow, three people to be exact.

"You can go, too." Angela walked to the window, opened the curtains, looked at the rising sun outside, and said lightly: "Drink the tube of potion on the table before leaving, and then recuperate for three days to adjust your condition to the best." ”

Sophia's heart tightened, and she looked at the blood-red potion on the table.

The potion had a faint smell of rust, and it sat quietly in a glass test tube, thick as blood.

Angela had just made it, and she thought it was for the maid, but in the end, the maid didn't use it, and in the end, it turned out to be for herself.

Sophia took a breath, picked up the tube, and poured it into her mouth.

The potion is not unpleasant to drink, nor is it delicious, but it has a slightly salty taste.

It goes down the throat and starts to warm up, then gradually rises in temperature, and when it reaches the stomach, it is like setting it on fire.

"Hmm......"

Sophia's face flushed, and then quickly spread all over her body, like a cooked prawn, her body emitted a faint white steam, spreading out in all directions.

After a short period of discomfort, Sophia stretched out her hand and spread her five fingers, and then pulled hard: "This sense of power ......"

Sophia raised her head sharply: "Your Excellency......"

"Alright, let's go!" Angela said.

"Hmm!" Sophia walked out the door with excitement on her face.

When the sound of the gate closing, Angela exhaled and muttered, "Broken tail?" You're in luck! ”

In the middle of the night, the general found the starting point of the curse, which was deep in the stone forest, and the corpses of more than a dozen people with pus and stench were scattered all over the white maggots, and it could be seen that they were suffering from the torture of their lives, but around the corpses, there was a "vibrant", and the stench attracted most of the insects in the surrounding stone forest to here, and they crawled into a mess.

Although the curse of the meat maggot is only half a bucket of water, he is really rich in combat experience, so it is naturally impossible to make such a small mistake.

After releasing the curse, he eliminated the smell and quickly left the place, cleaning up the tail.

So, while his attack gave Angela a little bit of information, there was no bigger loss beyond that.

The war between wizards, as long as one side does not die or the two sides strike the war, it is not over, and a temporary defeat is nothing at all.

Angela and the maggots had already fought once before they had even met, and then they didn't move, as if it all had nothing to do with them.

On the other side, the war between the silver caravan and the Ake Amu merchant group quietly began.

That morning, Achilles, who was attacked last night, had not slept all night, but he acted as if nothing had happened, and at noon, the one-eyed Achilles suddenly appeared on the wall of the Amu merchant group's station, and the bow and arrow were shot with an arrow.

The arrow let out a terrible screech in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a small courtyard and plunged headlong into a window, the curtain lifted by the wind, revealing a middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man was shot in the eye by an arrow, and his eyeball was directly exploded by a sharp arrow, and blood and brain pulp burst out mixed with the fragments of the eyeball, followed by continuous deeping, and finally pierced the skull, and the sharp arrow poked out from the back of the head.

The middle-aged man's head slammed upward, and then fell to the ground stiffly.

Standing next to the middle-aged man, a thin man holding his arm, the same middle-aged thin man looked stunned, and before he could react, the curtain that had been slowly falling was raised again.

Burst!

The stunned face of the middle-aged thin man froze on his face forever, he covered his neck with both hands that had been pierced by an arrow, and slowly fell, and in the process of falling, he jerked all over, and another arrow pierced his cheek, and several crystal teeth spit out of his mouth.

Poof!

The two corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the strange sound of falling to the ground attracted the attention of the people outside, and a strong man pushed open the door with a knife and walked in, and before he could see the situation in the house, he felt a black shadow flashing in front of him, and a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down and saw the tail of an arrow fluttering slightly in his chest.

"There is ......"

He only had time to open his mouth and spit out half a word, when another black shadow followed, shot into his mouth, and peeked through the back of his neck.

The stout man's eyes widened, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he fell backwards with a thud, and a cloud of dust splashed up.

Ake's actions immediately attracted the attention of those who cared, and the fingers of a vendor who was setting up a stall on the ground trembled, and the expensive and shriveled fruit in his hand fell to the ground, rolling and covered with dust.

He exclaimed, jumped to his feet, and ran frantically away from here, ignoring his stall.

After only three steps, a black shadow sank into the back of his head, a stream of blood splattered, and the peddler tumbled and fell to the ground, dragging a twisted scarlet trail.

"Crazy, One-Eyed Ark is crazy, how dare he do this!" A snake with a flute and a cobra dancing grabbed the clay pot and ran frantically into the distance.

At this time, not only him, but also the people around him.

They all thought that Ake was crazy and actually killed people in the street.

For a time, people came and went, thousands of big feet trampled on the ground, and the yellow sand on the street was lifted into the sky.

Burst!

The snake man's pupils shrank, and a figure next to him fell, beads of crystal blood flying in the air.

He recognized this man, he was a cripple selling roasted scorpions in the two stalls next to him, but what made the snake wonder was how this cripple could run so fast, obviously he ran first, and he was still in front of him, why did he run next to him so quickly.

But soon, there was a sudden light in front of him, and the snake stopped suddenly.

In front of him, there was a corpse lying on the ground, and in front of the corpse, Dam's handsome face was smiling brightly, and a throwing knife in his hand flew on his fingertips, reflecting a brilliant light in the sun.

Suddenly, Dam's hand shook, and the knife turned into a streamer of light and shot at the snake man.

The snake was like being struck by lightning, and it was obviously extremely hot around him, but he was like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was wrapped in ice and couldn't move.

Shout!

Throwing knives passed past his ears, and blood soaked his clothes.

The snake instinctively wiped his neck, his hands bright red.

He was suddenly stunned, it was not his own blood.

Turning his head, he saw a person slowly falling to the ground holding his throat.