The Mithril bullet exploded into a flame after piercing Howl's skull, burning Howl's body, Hal let go of his grip on Verus, and Howl's soul phantom smiled with relief under the flames.

"Thank you, Brother Verus."

Hal's voice sounded in Verus's heart, and Verus's heart was full of mixed feelings at this time, but there was no time for Verus to be sad, because the crisis around him was still not resolved.

The previous dried corpses were awakened by the evil power in Howl's body, and at this time, Verus was surrounded by a crowd of dried corpses, and even one of the dried corpses was ready to sneak up behind Verus.

The Holy Flame from that Mithril Bullet threatened the dried corpses around them, and they were afraid of this blazing white flame, but the Holy Flame was only a one-time burst of power after all, and it could not last long;

If Hal's body were burned to ashes by the flame, the flame would be extinguished, and the corpses would rush up like hungry wolves.

Verus grabbed it with his left hand, and with a trembling right hand, he broke open the chamber of the back of the flintlock pistol, preparing to put a second mythril bullet into the gun, but the blood from the tiger's mouth in his right hand soaked the bullet.

Virus took advantage of the fact that the flame was still not extinguished, and pulled the trigger on the corpse closest to him.

"Click. Click. Click. ”

Vicus was desperate to find that the bullet was not fired at the living corpse as expected, and the Mithril bullet issued by the Mystic Investigation Bureau could not be a dud, but the gunpowder could not be fired due to the blood on the Mithril bullet.

"Damn! I actually made such a low-level mistake! Damn it! Verus was annoyed in his heart.

For the convenience of use, the design of the flintlock pistol is made of relatively light white nanmu, and if the flintlock pistol is used for melee combat, it is not even as good as a wooden broom.

Verus was quickly calculating in his mind how he could break out of the encirclement and gain a little bit of life.

"If you use the standard sword to fight hand-to-hand, maybe you can hold out until the support comes, but your dominant hand has been injured, and now you want to be able to fight? Or can I blow a way with a grenade? ”

As Verus was about to detonate the grenade, Verus heard voices coming from both sides,

"Hold on! I'm coming! ”

"Idiot! Are you trying to cause a landslide and be crushed to death by rocks?! ”

Suddenly two roars from both sides attracted the attention of the dried corpses, only two or three of the dried corpses were still staring at Verus, wanting to attack Verus, but this number of dried corpses Verus could still cope with it.

Captain Blanton, who has been stationed outside the hospital. When Hobo heard the whistle blowing from Verus, he immediately led his men and horses, waving his standard long sword and leading the team members to rush in from outside the hospital, while the six security teams that came out of the morgue and Chobutran and his party fought their way out of the other side.

When he rushed in all the way, Blanton had already discovered the weakness of this dried corpse, that is, he would not move if his head fell off.

So Blanton slashed at the neck of the dried corpse with every blow, and this simple and crude swordsmanship increased the efficiency of the team's advancement.

On the other side, Chobuterron held his sword straight in front of him, and he used a fancy sword strike posture, stabbing forward with a half-squat with his front foot, and every fast and accurate puncture could pierce the heads of those dried corpses, making the dried corpses lose their combat effectiveness.

The unintelligent and slow-moving corpses fell to the ground after being killed one after another by the two captains.

Quite those ordinary dried corpses, there are a few special dried corpses that are more threatening to everyone, their speed is much faster than ordinary dry corpses, and they are good at swimming, even the agile Chobuterrand almost capsized in the gutter, fortunately, he was only scratched and his clothes were damaged, and he was not actually injured.

After the last dried corpse was cleaned, everyone was so tired that they wanted to lie down on the ground to rest, but they all knew in their hearts that the work was not done yet.

"I'm sorry, Verus, I didn't expect this little bunny to be so good at acting." Jobron apologized to Verus with a solemn face.

Verus touched his head with his intact left hand a little embarrassed, and said, "It's okay, I'm not hurt much." ”

Jot Brown observed Verus's hand movements, and immediately changed his face and yelled,

"Reach out!"

Hearing this, Verus stretched out his right hand, which had been injured by the shock, but this time it was Brandon who roared,

"The other one! You idiot! ”

It was only at this time that Verus realized that his left hand had been tingling with a strange soreness.

When I looked down, I saw that a black line was slowly extending from where Hal had held it to his chest, and at this time the black line had risen to the position of his wrist.

Jobuterron poured holy water on the sword to do a basic cleaning, and then brushed the sword flower to pick out the black line in Varus's hand.

The tip of Jobuterland's sword shook, and a wriggling black nematode pierced the tip of the sword.

The black nematode screamed as it touched the holy water on the sword, and was purified into ashes out of thin air.

"Bear with the pain." Chobuterron said to Verus when he saw the black nematode being singled out.

"Boss, can't you say it in advance..." Verus said helplessly.

"I'm here to make you endure a little pain now." With that, Jobron poured a bottle of holy water on the wound on Verus's left hand, which had just been opened.

"Zila"

The holy water was poured evenly on the site of the black nematode's invasion, and a trace of black gas wafted out of the wound, and Verus almost fainted from the sudden pain.

After invading the body, the black nematode leaves behind a neurotoxin composed of evil energy, which makes the infected area painless, but in fact the black nematode digs "tunnels" in the body.

After the toxin was purified by the holy water, Verus took all the pain that had been suppressed by the toxin before.

Blanton hooked Verus' shoulders forward, smiled heartily and comforted,

"Fortunately, I found it early, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to save this arm."

Jobbuterrand added, "After the black line spreads to your chest, your life can't be saved." ”

Although the pain was unbearable now, Verus realized that he had just walked through the gates of hell again.

"Thank you to the two captains for saving your life." Verus said respectfully.

"Come on, who didn't come from the recruit's egg like this. Isn't it, old man? Jobuterron smiled and quipped to Brandon.

"Hey, I'm fine like this now, aren't I?" Brandon smiled and spread his hands in response.

Brandon, a handsome man, was the previous captain of the sixth team.

During a mission to investigate the Yellow Cloak Group, he was affected by the other party's evil arts, resulting in a temporary loss of his mind, and was demoted to the captain of the third team of the Public Security Bureau after being judged by the Mysterious Investigation Bureau to be no longer suitable to deal with the events on the mysterious side.

At that time, Jobbutran and Tristne were only newcomers to the sixth team, and they had been repaired by Blanton privately many times.

And Blanton's mantra at the time was,

"Hey, you two recruits."