Game of Destiny: This player is different

Every profession has its own specialty, Su Mali replaced Roman.

The latter showed an uncomfortable expression as soon as he stepped into the morgue.

"What do you think?"

Qin Nuo pointed to the two almost inky corpses and three infected people on the ground and asked.

Roman's eyebrows twisted into a knot and observed from a distance.

When he saw the dense pinhole-like black spots, two golden crosses immediately appeared in his eyes.

First the priest, the monk, and then the three infected people, scanned them one by one.

There was a moment of silence,

Roman exhaled a breath of turbid air and said faintly: "They are not infected with the plague."

"What is it?"

Qin Nuo asked.

"A spreading curse with a sacrificial tendency."

Roman was afraid that his teammates didn't understand, so he continued: "It is to sacrifice living people to the gods, with the intention of summoning the gods to come or seeking the gods to grant power.

These gods can be divided into evil gods and demons.

After all, sacrificing humans is not normal.

Of course, the above is my personal opinion. After all, I don't know much about the power system of curses."

"Curse..."

Qin Nuo stuck his spear to the ground, thinking.

At this time, Safia took over:

"No matter what kind of curse it is, since it is caused by extraordinary power, it can be resisted by extraordinary power.

You are a knight who believes in holy light, you should have means like exorcism and cleansing, right?"

"Yes, there is,"

Roman showed an embarrassed expression: "But I am a defensive knight, and I only have a little auxiliary means.

If you really want to remove the curse, you have to be an auxiliary knight."

The implication is,

I may not be able to do it.

"Men can't say no, and have confidence in themselves."

Qin Nuo patted Roman's shoulder in a condescending manner:

"The customer is God.

Whatever you promise to the client, you must do it.

Brother Luo, the reputation of the Gray Pigeon Detective Agency cannot be ruined in our hands."

Don't put so much pressure on me...

Roman suddenly felt heavy on his shoulders, and his eyebrows tightened.

After a few seconds, he turned to look at Qin Nuo:

"I know, I will try my best.

But, can you not press my shoulder so hard?

It's very heavy."

Qin Nuo suddenly realized and released his palm on the other's shoulder, allowing the latter's tight eyebrows to relax slightly.

Rubbing his sore trapezius muscle, Roman ignored the other two infected people and walked to Old Daley.

Kneeling on one knee, clasping his hands together, he began to silently pray.

The angular and deep face looked up, making an extremely pious expression.

As Roman's lips kept closing, rich light elements emerged out of thin air.

Gathering, condensing, and finally transforming into a golden hand above.

[Skill name: Purification]

[Type: Spiritual Art]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Usage: Active]

[Effect: Purify the target, dispel an unfavorable state on the target, including but not limited to curses, magic, diseases and other negative effects caused by extraordinary elements,

The success rate depends on the user's perception attribute]

[Consumption: 150 spiritual energy points]

[Usage conditions: Perception attribute is greater than 5, the player has mastered the Paladin power system]

[Note: Come on Bruce, you can do it, I believe in you! ]

[Note: Any evil will be brought to justice! ]

The golden light and shadow hand slowly fell as Roman continued to silently recite prayers.

When it fell to Old Daly's chest, his palm suddenly clenched, as if he had grabbed something.

"Hah!"

Roman shouted in a low voice, and the golden hand suddenly exerted force to drag outward.

You can see that

An irregular black ugly head similar to the previous two, but obviously much smaller in size, was pulled out, and the unformed mycelium-like body stretched out like plasticine.

The golden hand exerted pressure, and bulging eyeballs appeared at the connection between the head and the body, staring fiercely at the instigator-Roman.

It was unwilling to leave.

It refused to leave.

In this situation, Qin Nuo couldn't help but think of Trump's diss (sarcasm) in a public occasion.

"I think if you hate America, if you are not happy staying here, you can leave!

Then you can leave!

I have always said that you can leave, you can leave now."

At this time, this black slime creature with a curious shape was like those former foreign troublemakers who complained that the air was not sweet enough.

When he was really about to be driven away, he immediately threw a tantrum, stalked and yelled "No, I won't leave!"

Collecting his thoughts,

Qin Nuo found that Roman's eyes were closed and his cheeks were puffed up.

"My sanity is decreasing!

The eyes of this thing can cause mental pollution, don't stare at it!"

He barely maintained a stalemate with the monster and said with difficulty.

The other two looked at each other and immediately shifted their sights.

I saw Roman struggling from the corner of my eye and wanted to help him but I didn't know what to do.

Is there any way...

Qin Nuo thought of something.

When they entered the morgue earlier, the monsters in the priest and the monk attacked directly.

Why did they take the initiative to get out of the host's body to attack themselves?

Why didn't the other infected people in the morgue who were still alive be attacked.

"Maybe this will be useful."

Qin Nuo walked over quickly and told Roman to increase his strength while taking out a certain item from his backpack.

Snap——

His palm passed over and a piece of facial tissue covered it.

Suddenly,

The breath of air that was hanging on was gone.

Old Daly's body temperature dropped sharply, and the black marks on his skin spread like beans.

The facial tissue burned rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Safia and Roman didn't understand the function of the facial tissue, and they were both shocked.

Qin Nuo had no time to explain.

He urged his teammates not to relax and took out his brass knuckles.

He was ready to attack the moment the monster left Old Daley.

Time passed by,

When Roman felt that he was about to collapse, the golden hand finally pulled the monster out.

Qin Nuo, who had been waiting for a long time, threw a straight punch.

The Nine Yang Qi, which was also a light attribute damage, covered the brass knuckles and penetrated the target, strangling it completely.

The morgue became quiet, with only a few breaths of different frequencies echoing slowly.

"Old Daley won't die, will he?"

Safia started to wonder, and when she checked, she saw something strange behind him: "The body temperature is rising, and the heart is beating again."

She turned to look at Qin Nuo: "The yellow paper you just put can temporarily put people into a state of suspended animation."

"Yeah."

"Does the system sell this kind of item?"

"No, I picked it up on the roadside."

Qin Nuo waved his hand casually and changed the subject: "Has the curse been removed?"

"It has been removed, but..."

Roman hesitated and pointed at Old Daley, who was covered with black spots: "I'm afraid these marks can't be removed."

It's better than dying.

Anyway, at his age, living a few more years is a profit.

To solve the problem of Old Daley, the players ignored the other two infected people.

First, Roman was not very good at removing the curse.

Second, the power level of the curse was not low, and a whole sheet of face paper was almost not enough.

Qin Nuo still had three cards left in his pocket, so he had to keep some for emergencies.

Thirdly, the players had no obligation or spare energy to rescue them.

The two infected people who were left with only one breath were humanely destroyed, and the players began to knock and search in the morgue.

The mayor's money could be hidden in there.