Sleeping Alan suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp edge burst out. It seemed that lightning was wandering in the void, and the dim lighted carriage seemed that there was thunder and terrifying, brightening for a moment.

The left hand, which was originally placed on the iron box on his knee, popped up suddenly and grabbed the flight attendant's hand that reached towards Austin.

"How is that possible!"

The pupils suddenly contracted, and the sound of shock even with a few terror came from the smiling flight attendant.

"[Still the Stomach Potion] has no effect on you at all."

It seemed that he was in a daze because of his incredible situation and said some words that were extremely informative.

However, Allen just kept this in mind and did not have many ideas to answer the other party's questions.

Too much words will lead to mistakes. In battle, once it is determined that it is an enemy, what he needs to do is to kill the opponent in the shortest time.

Zheng!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the crisp and pleasant sound of the sword suddenly resounded, like a clear spring hitting a stone, or as if the breeze was blowing through the forest.

A white gold sword light, as cold as the bright moon, suddenly flashed, pulling out a perfect arc of the moon in the air.

"No!"

The moment the sword light appeared, the flight attendant, who had been a little incredible after Allen took action, finally came back to his senses and shouted in horror.

An extreme fear flashed in his pupils, and his whole face became distorted under such fear.

At this moment, he felt the kind of death that was as solid as a substance, like a long sword hanging from his neck.

That cold breath and the meaning of death were far beyond all the crises he had felt in the past of his life.

"ah!"

A meaningless and vague humming sounded from his mouth. The killer dressed in the flight attendant suddenly turned bloody red, as disgusting as if he was peeling a wild beast, and his whole body was emitting a terrifying high temperature, as if he was about to burn himself out.

Allen could feel very clearly that the other person's right hand, who was originally imprisoned, suddenly expanded, as hot as hot water boiled in a steam boiler.

But Allen did not let go. Although such a change seemed terrifying, it was nothing for Allen, who had reached the silver level.

But although Allen didn't want to let go, the other party, who had instantly enhanced a lot of strength due to the huge change, did not think so.

The right hand, imprisoned by Allen, suddenly exerted force, his arms suddenly swelled, his muscles bulged like steel bars, and broke free after a moment of stalemate.

His eyes were covered with blood, and the muscles on his face were twisted to the extreme. He looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, and he was completely inferior to the tall and mighty human image he had before.

The moment Allen drew his sword and was unsheathed, after sensing the crisis of death.

The killer, who was originally in a leisurely state, responded decisively at the first time, trying to seriously injure or even hurt the danger of his life, and fired a blow.

Of course, he couldn't really fight against Allen.

He thought very clearly that it would be great if he could successfully fight back from death, at least this wave would not be a loss.

It would be fine if it fails, but it would use the other party's strength to escape from the scene, at least it would save its life.

After all, the speeding train is his best cover. The other party has people to protect. As long as he can withstand the most critical and fatal first strike, he can escape directly.

Even though his face had been distorted and the complex emotions in his pupils were covered with dense bloodshots, Alan could still see the confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sao!

The cold blade broke through the air, tearing the strong wind, making a sound like cracking cloth.

The next moment, the moon, which pulled out a perfect track in the air, passed through the neck of this monster, which was no longer human.

A few drops of bright red blood were carried up by a long knife, and sad traces fell in the air.

The brilliance in the eyes of the flight attendant's killer gradually faded, as faint as a candle that was about to burn.

Bang!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly rang out, and the flight attendant who was being slapped suddenly fell down as if he had lost all his strength.

The vocal cords torn because of the slashed throat can no longer express a clear tone, and they can only hear the other person's words from the vague pronunciation.

"Why?"

The sound was extremely hoarse, as if it were a broken bellows that leaked air, as if it were a forceful pulling. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to detect the other person's meaning at all, and would only be regarded as a meaningless slogan of a dead person.

However, with the strengthening of keen spiritual awareness and powerful perception, relying on the general perception of the other party's emotions, Allen was able to guess what the other party said.

However, he did not answer, but just watched the divine light in the other person's eyes disappear bit by bit.

As mentioned before, for the enemy, death is their best destination, and he has never had the habit of explaining to the enemy.

"It's done?" Renard opened his eyes, staring at the corpse kneeling on the ground with a clear look, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

Just as Renard spoke, Bor and Austin, who seemed to have fallen asleep, woke up instantly and looked to the side.

If this guy who has declared death from both the physical and the soul is still alive, he may lament that he is not wronged in his death.

With the acting skills of the other three, even if he was plotted, he could only sigh that his skills were inferior to others.

Before he appeared, Allen had already noticed something was wrong through the [Sixth Sense]. Although this premonition was not very clear and could not let Allen know what method the other party was using, the general direction was correct.

The reason why Allen was not caught was very simple. He had already been energetic and surrounded by the "momentum" formed by the interference of the spiritual will of the extreme strong and powerful, directly blocking the effect of [Sansing the Sense Potion] on the spirit.

And Renard will not be so easily calculated when prepared.

As for Austin and Bor, it was even simpler. Not only were they protected by both Allen and Renard, but they had also taken out a lot of valuable potions and magic tools as protection, and they were all prepared.

As for why Alan was the only one who took action before and the others continued to pretend to be asleep, the key reason was that they were afraid that the other party would have other people or had other moves.

When Allen is the only one, the other party may ignore and be careless to give them a chance to achieve unexpected results, but their backup plan is still useless in the end.

After nodding to the other three, Alan began the most exciting corpse-touching session after each battle.

However, although it was expected, the spoils he finally harvested still made Allen feel a little regretful.

It’s not that the spoils on the other party are worthless, but they are limited to the valuable category.

As for more, the objects related to the extraordinary are nothing useful except a few bottles of magic potions that are also worth a bunch of weapons of average value.

After all, the other party did not have space magic tools, they only carried so many.

However, although he was a little disappointed, Allen adjusted quickly. After all, the opponent's strength was just that. If there were really extremely abundant spoils, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Allen stood up, left by the body, and returned the stage of the performance to Renard.

For souls and corpses, Renard, an advanced silver necromancer, is far more than a warrior Alan.

Therefore, Renard took the dominance given up by Allen without hesitation, and squatted there as if no one else was around to study the corpse.

After Allen looked at the carriage where no one was awakened because the fight was extremely rapid, Allen put the long knife in the sheath and put it in the opened iron box, sitting back to its original position as if nothing had happened.

Thanks to the other party's previous function of [Still the Stomach Potion], everyone in this carriage has fallen into a sweet dream. They cannot sense the changes in the outside world before the dream ends.

So, no one saw Allen's previous move.

Of course, Allen did not think of eliminating the effect of [seducation] for them. After all, this kind of thing is not something harmful to the human body. On the contrary, it has certain benefits to the human body.

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It is colorless and tasteless, but it can make people calm and calm down, and can restore energy and injuries very quickly during sleep. It is an excellent fight recovery potion.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, after falling asleep, the user will lose his perception of the outside world to a large extent.

If someone attacks while the user is sleeping, the user may miss the lead or even kill directly.

Therefore, the conditions for use of this drug are somewhat harsh and have extremely high environmental requirements. Most of them are suitable for major functional departments of the empire.

After all, those greedy mercenaries and explorers who are like locusts will not be assured to hand over their lives to the hands of those "partners".

Of course, there are indeed partners who trust each other in mercenaries, but compared to the empires that rely on discipline as the skeleton and comrades-in-arms as the basis, this ratio is really too low.

Alan sat in the dimly lit carriage, his eyes closed, and enjoyed the tranquility of the night.

Austin and Boll sat opposite each other, leaning tightly on the seat like Allen, with a long breath, but not as calm as before.

Because, they know that the crisis is approaching!

Alan felt nothing, and was still very calm. She sat there, recalling the various related information about [Sansing the Sense Potion] in such silence. As she thought about it, Alan seemed to understand why the other party used this method.

You should know that extraordinary people are extremely sensitive to the perception of crisis, the perception of things that endanger their lives, and the perception of abnormal things. It can be said that in this situation closely related to life, their perception will be further enhanced.

Although this level of enhancement cannot achieve qualitative change, it is also powerful enough.

If the other party uses a general potion that is harmful to the human body or even fatal, then it is certain that their perception may be sensing. Of course, if it is a high-level potion with colorless and odorless, or even to a certain extent, it may be able to perfectly avoid the investigation of extraordinary spiritual consciousness.

However, this kind of thing is really a bit difficult for this guy who has only barely touched the threshold of the silver-level by walking a path.

Therefore, the other party spent a huge price to choose such a bottle of silver-level [Stand-Still Potion].

After all, in a sense, [Santhetic Drug] is not a poison that is harmful to the human body, but a precious tonic, but it is just a bit dangerous in the use process.

Perception and spiritual awareness are the induction of the human subconscious mind to the outside world. Although it is sensitive, it has some shortcomings.

Potions like [Still the Stomach Potion] are beneficial, but the process is rugged, which is really a very good choice.

After understanding this, Allen leaned his back slightly on his seat, relaxed a little, and waited for Renard's research results.

A few minutes later, Renard took a step forward from Allen, and did not collide. Instead, he appeared directly on the seat next to Allen like a streaming phantom.

Fortunately, the rest of the vehicle had fallen into a deep sleep, otherwise, I wouldn't know how much trouble would have happened when I saw this scene.
To be continued...