Chapter 1745 Bitter Fruit (Thirty-Four)
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Fu Qian was naturally watching Doctor Dorian's trump card throughout the whole process, and was the new tool man who had high hopes.
However, until it was completely motionless and a swarm of insects came in and out of its mouth and nose, nothing strange appeared.
Even the flesh and blood of the latter is being rapidly assimilated, strengthening the insect flow and continuing to flow wantonly around.
I was wrong as I said before. Compared to Ms. Sara, this thing is more suitable for studying fluid mechanics.
And being selected to join the church is indeed not an ordinary person.
The man in the felt hat, who seems to have the strongest desire to survive, so much so that his faith can jump over and over again, actually has an extraordinary power behind him.
Without the protection of Lord Akons, this Lengshan Town really feels like a bunch of demons dancing around.
Although the form does not look that advanced, from an extraordinary perspective, Fu Qian is quite clear that the torrent released by him represents a rather unkind flesh and blood pollution.
He was immune to the distortion effect after wearing the god's skin, so it might not be able to do anything about it, but the group of demons didn't seem to be on a united front with each other.
After the long-haired, suspected foreigner fell to the ground, the remaining two people were quickly targeted.
Zongliu didn't look like he was going to let anyone go.
"Get away!"
Under this intuitive threat, Brother Chantou finally failed to maintain his pessimist look, jumped up and picked up the seat in an attempt to smash the bug.
Poof——
He even did smash a few.
It seemed that he was tainted with some power because he was recognized by the Holy Sword.
The moment the chair in Brother Chuotou's hand fell to the ground, it was shattered together with the surrounding insects and even the ground, turning into a pile of paste.
But after all, he didn't have a real holy sword in his hand, so the insect stream's actions were only slightly affected, and he quickly continued to move forward.
It even seemed like the Holy Sword was useless.
As if it was a counter-shock, both of his hands were deformed in a way that made people feel bone-ache after the blow. He could no longer hold anything, and could only run away with all his strength with his legs.
"Please guide us!"
And just when Chongliu was about to grow and develop again, a familiar and somewhat trembling voice sounded in time, it was the old lady in the corner.
As the person farthest from the Akons statue in the entire church, she undoubtedly has the most opportunities to escape.
However, it seemed that she was not ready to hide in the darkness alone, even though the potion in her hand had already been opened.
The next moment, the symbol of grace with a trace of fluorescence was splashed directly into the air by her.
……
It is obviously different from its previous usage. In theory, the potion should be just a detection tool.
However, under the candlelight, the little remaining liquid actually dissipated directly into a ball of mist in the air.
Even the water mist seemed to be alive. It curled up in the air and soon seemed to have found prey and rushed towards the insect stream on the ground.
Moisturizing things is silent, but it seems that you can hear the wailing.
At the moment of contact, the movement of the insect stream becomes sluggish, and the water mist that seems to be constantly condensing on it is even causing it to quickly lose color and become crystal clear like water.
And by the end, they could no longer maintain even their final outlines, completely dissolving into a mass and losing their vitality.
This gift of medicine actually miraculously eliminated the pollution.
From the eyes of the panting Droopy Brother who fled to the old lady, it could be seen that on the one hand he was not so calm in the face of death, and on the other hand it was completely difficult for him to understand that he would be saved in such a way. Although it is understandable to a certain extent before paying.
Although the old lady had been praying silently before shouting that sentence and pouring the potion, it was not difficult to master some mouth movements.
Fu Qian was very confident that the last thing she muttered silently was a name.
It's just that it's not definitely Akons, it's inferred that it's more like "Skonge".
Will that kind of existence also change its name? Or was it simply called wrong before?
The reason why the old lady can have the gift of potion that no one else has is because she is the only one who knows the real name?
The object of her faith only responded to her at one moment?
I have to say that this place really brings up many interesting questions.
"Thank you."
Of course, now was not the time to study theology quietly. Fu Qian nodded slightly to the old lady and thanked her for her help immediately.
Although there may not be much of a threat, there is no doubt that he is the main target of the group of insects. The old lady's behavior undoubtedly helped save energy.
The next moment, without waiting for a response from the other party, Fu Qian turned around and walked away, walking through the door he had walked through more than once and entering the night.
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As expected, Dorian's control over the tool people is still not up to the point where he can use his fingers at his fingertips.
Although demons were raging in the church, he obviously could not drive everyone to besiege him.
The troubles she encounters when she comes up there are not even as bad as when Sara is alone.
Perhaps it has something to do with the special form of dolls. If you want to reflect the abilities of the main character, you need to give them a certain degree of freedom.
As for why he suddenly left the church, it was certainly not because he felt that Dorian had no work left and was planning to follow the method last time and stay in the dark for a while before leaving.
Since the doctor prescribes medicine, it must be meaningful.
This time in the dream, Fu Qian did not hesitate to show his lethality.
And he believed that based on his performance so far, Dorian would know very well that as long as he successfully escaped from the dream, the only end that awaited him would be death.
So in this case, Fu Qian didn't think he would have the leisure to do anything boring.
For example, there is no way that the extra suspected foreigner is just to make up the numbers.
In fact, the moment he saw that frightened expression, Fu Qian vaguely guessed what the role of the newcomer was -
Stab!
In fact, there is no sound. This was arranged by help before paying.
Because at that moment, something passed over his chest, cutting open the flesh there, and even split the heart that had just been inserted into it into two.
The magical thing is that with all these changes, all the feelings that should have been related to it, including pain, seemed to have left together with the sprayed blood.
It was a far more wonderful feeling than watching yourself being cut under local anesthesia.
As for who brought this feeling, it seems easy to guess - the "it" that cannot be named.
After many visits without success, I was finally lucky enough to meet here.
And he didn't even have a few steps to leave the church.
This was undoubtedly in stark contrast to the last time Sarah yelled all the time but still didn't let herself see "it".
And this should be the meaning of the extra fourth person.
His strong fear and certain traits allowed him to make the terrifying existence in the dark come true without his own cooperation, thus making it impossible for him to stay outside.