After testing, the blood of the demon hunter seemed to have changed from a drug that can block psychic energy to a supplement that can restore the witch's vitality.

Staring at the eyes of several other players looking at rare animals, the intern political commissar glared back one by one with more aggressive gazes, but Vitoliya and Xu Yichen had no choice.

The female warrior who was blowing the rogue whistle occasionally slapped Aiferal and the Demon Hunter with strange eyes: "Tsk tsk, it's true and fake Tang Sanzang."

It’s really annoying to have a foreign friend who can understand the new Chinese culture.

As for the Demon-shaped Woman, for the sake of Arteya, the Demon Hunter planned to deal with these green-skinned heads before liberating her. The previous order Aphiral gave to her was: "Keep this position until dark."

In order to make the two abnormal women quiet for a while, the demon hunter selectively forgot the demon-shaped woman who kept the golden rooster independent, and Celistein, who was guarding her.

The heads of more than a hundred green-skinned orcs were piled up together, and militia were flushing the pollution sources with the few remaining Kisliff deodorant.

The light blue liquid splashed from the top of Jingguan, and when it leaked out from the bottom, it turned into a gray-black mud with foam.

The demon hunter who can face the corrosive body fluids of the alien species of famine couldn't help but take a step back and avoid this polluted area. I'm afraid that these green skins don't have the concept of taking a bath at all when they are alive. Perhaps under the same physique, who they rely on to decide who is the boss?

Not only Xu Yichen, except for the poor militia who was unlucky and was selected to do this job, everyone was far away from the green-skinned heads. If the people here had not participated in the battle with the distorted ones, they would probably not even have the courage to get close to these heads and corpses.

You should know that these people were just gangsters on the street a few days ago, gangsters, husbands and fathers of someone. Now they can now carry orcs' heads and wash them carefully.

"When will we come into the city with these heads?" The female warrior used a stick to carry the Iron Overlord's head and poked it into the prepared pile of lime, as if she wanted to do some anti-corrosion treatment.

"You'd better put the blood clean first." The demon hunter frowned and looked at the samurai who was so rough, and pointed out the key points of the first-level anti-corrosion. Finally, he gave up: "Forget it, just do whatever you want. We don't need this thing to keep fresh for long."

In fact, the demon hunter didn't know whether these green-skinned corpses would rot. This was not written in Mrs. Keesley's instruction manual, perhaps because there was no need for anti-corrosion on the battlefield on their side.

Mancini was not interested in the simple anticorrosion methods taught by the Cyris. This knowledge was not learned in the game, and the regular army would not ask you how to deal with a corpse. This silent mercenary controlled his emotions and did not imagine how the other party became proficient in this knowledge.

He took his men to pile up the remaining useless corpses into a hill. Mancini used a torch to ignite the pile of corpses. The barrel of green skin special combustion aid was effective. Almost in an instant, a flame more than two meters high was lit on the pile of corpses. The green skin and muscles curled and melted in the flames, making crackling sounds.

The unique stench of Green Peel mixed with the smell of roasted protein made several mercenaries following Mancini swallow their throats. The thick black smoke was blown towards Anthony Port with the wind.

At the same time, in the wild nearly fifty kilometers away from Anthony Port, a team of five people is moving towards Anthony Port.

"Uncle Li, do you think there will be our people in Anthony City?" A young Serris man dressed like a monk Tang Sanzang gnawed his dry food, and looked at a very mature man next to him while eating.

"I would like to emphasize again, I just look old, I am only thirty-two years old." The man called Uncle Li seemed helpless: "Monk, if you call me like this, be careful if you get hurt next time, I will replace your medicine with chili powder."

"Come on, Uncle Li, if there was really chili powder, you would have been in the pot long ago, so you wouldn't be willing to waste it." Under a tree, a soldier dressed in a warrior teased. Two broad blades nearly one meter long behind him crossed their backs behind him, which was very eye-catching.

"You are right. If there is really chili powder, I can make you a pot of high-quality Hula soup, so that you can swallow your tongue into your stomach." Uncle Li seemed to remember the taste of the delicious food in his memory and swallowed his saliva. In fact, the other two people also made the same move.

With the food I imagined, the monk who spoke first ate the steamed buns in his hand in a few bites: "I'll go and let the wind come back, and the green skin in the forest has increased recently, be careful."

"No need, I'm back." A girl wearing cool, short shawl, and hiding her face behind a black mask jumped off the tree. The petite girl carries a weapon that is almost comparable to the flame-shaped sword of the Demon Hunter, forming a sharp contrast.

The monk smiled honestly without responding, turned around and disappeared into the forest, took over the other party's work, and continued to be alert around the camp.

A gloomy man who had been hiding in the shadows took off his hood. He had just stood by a tree not far from the monk, but before he made a sound, he had no presence: "What's the matter to find out?"

The sound was as cold as metal, which made the girl named Yin fight a cold war. As an indigenous assassin from a killer family, Yin is not old, but he is already a qualified assassination professional. In the words of the player, this girl is the heir to the hidden profession.

However, since these guys who came from their homeland arrived in Yueying Village, Yin, who has always been the pride of heaven, has been hit hard.

Feng Wuyi, who became a disciple of Master Tang Sanzang in two weeks; he defeated Wang Yue, a soldier guarding Yueying Village, as soon as he came up; even that strange uncle also used a nail hammer and combined with a shield, he could fight with Green Skin for 300 rounds. You should know that he is actually a doctor in the village now.

There is also the cold-spoken Yang Yuefan who suddenly appeared alone from the black forest on a rainy night. The news that Green Skin was about to attack Yueying Village and a long list of green-skinned ears.

I don’t know what the village elders thought, but they believed him so much. If he hadn’t been able to beat him, Yin would have exposed his fake and serious face long ago.
Chapter completed!