Benson's legs were shaking.

He is a fearless swordsman, with a strong physique, strong armor, and sharp swords, making him the most reliable guarantee for the entire team. He was convinced of it, too.

However, that is for ordinary enemies.

Look at these formidable adversaries in front of you, they're not humans, they're evil alchemists—no, artificial lifeforms made by evil clerics!

Is it poisonous? Is it contagious? Is there intelligence? What are the means of attack? Where are the weaknesses?

The most important thing is, how many of them!

Oh, my most trusted god of light, there is a sea of death surging in front of me!

He peeked at Boss Brand and found that the boss's face was also ugly, and the huge rosacea twitched nervously.

What about the two dark believers?

Are they actually laughing?

Duck shook his head while laughing: "Only this is the only means, the trick used by Snell Harbor, move to Beihai and use it again?" ”

Isabella reminded, "Don't be careless. ”

"A bunch of elm pimple heads who can only copy and copy, what are you afraid of?"

Duck said, stepping forward and shouting, "Hey, old god stick, is the living corpse slime any good?"

The old priest's face froze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Duck continued: "Has the problem of too fast corruption caused by the vigorous metabolism of the Living Corpse Slime been solved?"

"How do you know?"

Darker sneered: "Master Nicholas has already said that he will cooperate with you, and you will not let him go; now, with his technology to do evil, you sanctimonious liars, thieves, and robbers! Don't worry, alchemy can't be shut down, and you can't be killed!"

The old priest sneered: "Even if you know what, it's not like you want to drown in the tide of corpses!"

The two were arguing, and Brand on the side was secretly complaining.

Whether it is the Cult of the Light with deep roots or the recently rising Cult of the Dark God, it is not the one that has offended itself. Walking a tightrope between the two is the right way, but in this situation, is there still a choice?

He walked up to Duck and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you have a way to deal with it?"

Duck was unequivocal: "Of course. With that, he removed the gun behind his back, filled it with an orange-yellow projectile, and with a thud, slammed into the staggering crowd of living corpses.

"It's going to take a minute or two before it works. Remember, brother, as long as you encounter these strange things, just look for the Cult of the Dark God. It would be very, very interested in solving these problems. ”

"If you do this, will it cause a fire?"

"Fear is because you don't understand. We are interested in what others are afraid of because we know a little bit more than others. Some guys, using advanced technology and knowledge to do evil, we are just the opposite. ”

"Yes, yes, but, these guys in front of me seem to be running faster and faster!"

Indeed, the corpses just now were still staggering, and now they are almost running, and in another minute at most, they will rush in front of everyone.

"Don't worry, guys, just to be on the safe side, stand back. ”

The crowd hurriedly retreated.

Isabella smiled, took a step forward, and stood beside Duck, shielding him.

The living corpse at the front was ten steps away from Dark.

Darkk brought up the Helleye Morningstar: "You-"

There are five more steps.

"Give me—"

A stone's throw away!

"Get on your knees!"

Hammer to the ground!

With a loud bang, the living corpse in front was directly hit by the furious shockwave, flew backwards, and turned into a pile of flesh and bone debris in the air, and then, turned into flying ashes, and slowly fell.

The living corpse in the back fell to the ground, following in the footsteps of the former, turning into piles of broken flesh and bones, and then ossified into ashes.

The invisible power spread rapidly, like an invisible plague, fierce and silent. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of living corpses, without exception, were all turned to ashes, and then, swept away by the howling north wind.

The old priest shouted hysterically: "Impossible, impossible!"

Duck was calm: "Nothing is impossible, especially for you plagiarists who will only lick and eat the scraps after others. Idiot!"

"Why, why!"

"Then I'll teach you a lesson in the stone head. Yes, the Living Corpse Slime is very contagious, and the need to decompose is very strong, even if it is rotting corpse meat. That's why you can use it to control the dead to attack the living. However, don't forget, once it can't find new food to satisfy its decomposition needs, it will frantically decompose its host. ”

Benson and Dominic stared, "Boss Brand, what is a living corpse slime? What are the decomposition needs, and what is the host?"

Brand said angrily, "Shut up and listen well!"

"What I do is use a little powder to make their appetite better. Therefore, your army of corpses can only survive for one minute. ”

Brand laughed loudly and patted Duck on the shoulder, "Brother, brother, can you leave me a seat in your sect?"

Duck was stunned: "You want to join the church?"

"Of course, the rise of your religion is only a matter of time, and there is no time to lose. I am a trader, although it is not very large, dozens of boats, 1.8 million still have. How?"

"I'll have to ask what the boss means and get back to you as soon as possible. ”

"Then it's settled. Brother, I have covered your food, clothing and housing on this side of Beihai. ”

"Thank you. ”

The two sang and harmonized here, and the old church morale over there exploded: "You, you bastards who betrayed the God of Light, how dare you-"

Isabella angrily rebuked: "You are the one who betrayed the God of Light! Look at what you have done, there is no mercy and mercy, no light and justice!"

"Only the victors deserve these words, you losers, you don't deserve them!"

Duck whispered to Isabella, "Where's the old fellow?"

"The magic energy fluctuation comes from the firewood house at the entrance of the village. But why didn't he run away?"

The old priest smiled and said, "Sure enough, Nicholas's bastard left a hand, it doesn't matter, do you think that without his technology, the will of the God of Light, it can't be executed?"

With a long roar, a monster leaped from the bell tower.

At first glance, this guy is humanoid, but when I look at it again, the right half of his body is actually an octopus!

This look, Darker is too familiar, and he shouted the name that made all the nightmares start:

"Huyako?"

In the gloomy alleys of the afternoon, the policemen, the sailors, the alchemists, and the terrifying xenomorph were all things he would never forget.

After being stunned, Duck quickly calmed down: "I see!"

"What, what new have you discovered?"

"It turns out that the Cult of Light has been doing these stealing things behind the scenes for a long time!"

"Only by letting the world know what fear is will they give up on unrealistic, dangerous attempts. You see, the kingdom of God is always open to the faithful. Why don't you mere mortals understand such a simple truth, and in order to open your minds to you stupid ones, the clergy have to do this!"

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this kind of preaching, and it's really hard for you. Well, how about you die here?"

The old priest was furious: "Kill them!"

The xenomorph roared, waving its tentacles and pounced.

Duck was about to make a move, but he heard Brand yell, "He's Concord!"

Duck was stunned, raised his hammer to separate the tentacles he pulled, and asked, "Does he have anything to do with Concord?"

The old priest laughed, "Because Concord is his subordinate." Dark Believer, this fat man behind you is the Governor of the Strait of Kgomo, Mordred, you have been used by him!"