Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

Mo Ke's face quickly turned from blue to white.

Did he end up being drowned in feces?

Like the roaring bomber formation, no one knows where these birds learned this move by following the gourd painting, and a string of rare bird droppings fell on the ground.

Birds are extremely digestible, and when they start deliberately accumulating excrement...

Bird feces fell like raindrops, and they fled under the covering blow. Even Mo Ke, who had experienced countless storms and waves, couldn't keep calm at this moment.

"set fire!"

Mork was furious and roared loudly.

I want to set this oasis on fire!

"Captain, you didn't bring a torch!"

"**!"

After uttering an astonishing amount of swear words, the few people who were in a panic wandered around like headless chickens.

Unknowingly, they have deviated from the originally planned retreat route.

The surrounding scene became more and more unfamiliar, and those annoying birds finally stopped shitting on their heads.

Not because the shit is gone.

It's about not wanting to get someone's feet dirty.

"You who have no light in your heart, I will deprive you of the right to see things in the name of the Lord of the Dawn in the sky. Close your eyes, sinner."

Second-ring magic, blindness.

A soft prayer sounded from somewhere in the forest. Before Mok could react, the darkness instantly blinded Mok's eyes.

what happened?

Suddenly losing his vision, he tripped over the exposed roots of a tree and groped around in panic, his composure brought by years of adventurous life shattered by bird droppings.

"Damn it! It's the priest!"

Prayer-casting spells characteristic of divine spellcasters are easy to spot because they often have the divine name of a specific god added to them.

There was a storm in Aogen's heart, besides druids, there were also priests!

As in the same way, with the resurgence of prayers, Aogen's field of vision also became pitch black, and he stopped in time by holding onto the tree trunk beside him, so that he did not fall like Moke.

"Captain, how are you doing!"

The escort members who reacted hurriedly helped Mo Ke up, but before Mo Ke could give instructions, only the sound of breaking wind could be heard.

puff.

There is a clear sound of meat entering.

The arrow pierced the flesh and sank into Mo Ke's neck, and the blood flew up and splashed on the face of the escort team member.

He stared blankly at the ex-adventurer who was once famous in Taosha City, breathing weakly with his mouth open, even though he suffered this fatal blow, he did not die immediately.

"Heal... cure... potion..."

Mo Ke, whose neck was pierced, spoke with difficulty, and every time he uttered a word, more blood spurted out of his neck.

"Okay, okay, captain, don't give up, I'm here to find the healing potion!"

The team member rummaged through the potions in his belt potion bag as he dragged Mork to hide behind a tree trunk.

"found it!"

He happily took out a bottle of bright red blood-like potion. This precious healing potion can be sold for a high price of 75 gold coins in Taosha City!

Behind the high price is the curative effect that can save people from the crisis of life and death. The escort team who had a bottle of it when fighting the blue dragon was not willing to use it, so they never had a chance to use it again.

But how could Weiwei give someone the chance to spray drugs?

I rush directly!

"...the ignorant don't need to wake up, please be deeply trapped in the spinning sleepiness."

At the same time, the low singing sound was getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that it was at the last moment.

Weiwei, who hadn't had time to master the high-speed chant from the female mage, spoke clearly and clearly.

Mo Ke's pupils shrank, this familiar spell...is a sleep technique!

Before the potion could be delivered to his mouth, he didn't have enough vitality to resist the magical sleep.

The drowsiness came like a tide, and I couldn't resist it.

Mo Ke, who was sitting against the tree trunk, tilted his head and closed his eyelids heavily. He knew that he would never wake up.

The person who was looking for medicine also fell down straight, as if he had died suddenly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

This abrupt scene swelled the fear in the hearts of the remaining five members of the escort team to the limit. They didn't know that it was just the effect of the sleep technique.

This weird performance made them feel that this is some kind of terrible magic that kills people instantly!

"Don't panic, it's just a sleep technique, you can still wake people up, but it's too late for Moke to wake up, interesting, not only a priest but also a warlock..."

Aogen rubbed his eyes, it finally recovered from the blinding effect by relying on the strong physique of the ogre.

What makes it helpless is that the human beings around it can no longer calm down. Presumably, they probably don't believe an ogre's words in their hearts.

"Hehe, you used the two second-ring magic spells on me and that badly injured trash respectively. How many second-ring magic spell slots do you have left?"

"Look, why do you have to fight to the death? How about everyone take a step back and live in peace?"

Different from the carelessness shown, Aogen was very flustered. It tentatively moved towards the place where the arrow shot before, looking for the possibility of making peace.

Seemingly seeing its bluff, the only response to its proposal was a quick and fierce flash!

A ring of magic. Tracer bullets!

boom!

Aogen's pupils shrank, and a bloody hole was blasted out of his abdomen.

The severe pain made its body start to secrete special hormones, and the pain sensation disappeared immediately and no longer affected its own fighting.

However, dragging the pure white tail flame tracer bullets, they threw them as if they didn't want money. The priest who hadn't shown up didn't spare his spell slots at all.

"Damn!"

Awgen was in a hurry, so he had no choice but to drag the serious injury and display an agility that was not commensurate with his huge body, and kept dodging. A total of four tracer bullets only hit three.

But the tracer bullets were not a trick, it was a genuine magic spell, and three shots in a row caused its body to be bombarded into tatters, and the blood hole on its torso that could directly see its back had sealed the bell of its death.

Aogen was dying and slowly fell against the tree trunk behind him. He gasped weakly and looked towards the direction of the tracer bomb attack. It never thought that after repelling the blue dragon, he would still face the end of death.

Weiwei pushed aside the dense plants blocking the way, and appeared in front of the only remaining members of the escort team, with a terrifyingly calm face.

Behind her, wolves with gray and yellow fur appeared.

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In other words, can everyone guess where the female mage will appear?

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Chapter 188 Chapter 183 Nordrian Space Station

Facing these remaining escort members, Weiwei's last sympathy was used to give them a happy death.

Her bow skills became more and more proficient, and she was able to seal the throat with an arrow when dealing with such fleeing moving targets, and then picked up the scimitar to end them who were constantly struggling.

If I can go back to Earth, maybe I can win an Olympic champion?

Thinking of other things to divert the discomfort caused by the murder, Weiwei put away her short bow.

"Hey, let's tear it up, you don't have to do it."

The first wolf said puzzledly, it thought it would be fine for these people to be torn alive by the wolves, why bother to dirty Weiwei's hands.

Weiwei shook her head: "I'm not interested in hearing other people's screams, just send them where they should go as soon as possible."

Perhaps only the priest of the Lady of Pain and a small number of perverts have this kind of bad taste. Although Weiwei is lustful, she is definitely not a pervert.

The wolves began to clean up the battlefield. They dragged the corpse to a place where Weiwei couldn't see, and there was a sound of tearing flesh and blood.

Weiwei sighed, but said nothing.

After coming to this foreign world, there were only 12 years without blood and blood spattering.

It seems that I am really well protected.

With a wry smile, Weiwei restrained her unnecessary hypocrisy, and looked at the wolf who was holding pieces of armor and weapons in his mouth.

A scimitar with a silver handle and golden pattern fell into Weiwei's field of vision.

Magic weapon?

The art appreciation ability in the unicorn bloodline also has the ability to identify various magic props. I have to praise the guy who wrote the inheritance, he is really well-informed.

Weiwei walked towards the wolf with the scimitar in its mouth. When the wolf saw Weiwei approaching, it quickly wagged its tail cheerfully and whimpered in its throat.

"Don't make trouble, I'll take a look at this knife first."

The scum girl Weiwei scratched the wolf's chin perfunctorily, and took the scimitar from its mouth, which was still stained with saliva.

This scimitar looks good and is full of fashion value. The golden pattern on it is actually a kind of enchantment. When the blade is facing itself, a needle-pricking sensation is instantly transmitted.

"The aura of magic is introverted but not obvious, the blade is full of sharpness, and there is almost no wear and tear from the outside...a good knife."

After waving it a few times, it made a breaking wind sound without exerting any force.

If the original owner of this knife confronts Weiwei head-on...

It's a pity that his original owner was crushed by the insidious Weiwei with blindness and bird droppings, and died under the short bow.

According to Bird's report, this guy was the main force behind the serious injury to the young blue dragon, so he naturally got Weiwei's key care.

After a brief test for a while, Weiwei, who relied on the knowledge gifted by her blood, saw that the knife had three enchantments: "sharpness", "sturdyness" and "wind pressure".

The first two enchantments literally make the machete sharper and more durable.The wind pressure is that when the blade is swung vigorously, the air will be driven to form a sharp wind pressure like the scimitar itself chopping.

During the test, the wind pressure extended the scimitar's attack distance by at least one meter, after which the power of the wind pressure would decay extremely quickly.

It seems that it can't be cut with a sword.

So what's so good about an ogre?

Weiwei walked towards the ogre corpse that was being dismembered by wolves.

The wolf pack has its own strict hierarchy. Only the other wolves are eligible to eat the ogre after the head wolf eats it. Now the ones who are eating the ogre are the backbone of the wolf pack, and there are greedy little wolves dancing around them.

As soon as they approached, these wolves gave up their seats and warmly invited Weiwei to have a delicious meal together.

"I don't eat ogres, so don't worry about me."

The disemboweled ogre was extremely disgusting from a human perspective, especially when she saw out of the corner of her eye that there were undigested human limbs in the ogre's stomach...

Suppressing the discomfort, Weiwei looked at the ogre's wreckage, which was already covered in flesh and bones, and her eyes were attracted by the metal ring on the ogre's finger.

This is... Intellectual Headband!

Legend has it that it can turn a fool into a smart magic item.

This headband is obviously not suitable for wearing on the ogre's bucket-sized brain, but will it really work if it is worn on the finger?

Weiwei thought that this ogre was still trying to negotiate at the last moment, which obviously exceeded the intelligence limit of the ogre race.

Weiwei instinctively felt uncomfortable when she took off the intelligence headband.

Vivi was alerted by her instinctive resistance to filth.

Wouldn't there be a curse on it?