Chapter 161 - 118 Beast Tattoo_2
"...," the tattooed woman pondered for a moment, "let’s just get over there first. If we could divine it, so could other factions. Even if it’s a trap, we have to go."
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On the other side, in an office building, the three members of the Holy Crow Church emerged from the shadows, gasping for breath, their faces pale, and their spirituality severely depleted.
A high school girl pulled a yellow charm from her storage ring and stuck it on the wall, turning the area into a concealed state. Then she took out a bottle of alchemical potion and gulped it down. After a few seconds, her face regained a bit of color.
"Why didn’t those people catch up?" the high school girl wondered.
"Don’t know, but we need to recover quickly and keep running," the bearded driver gritted his teeth. "Are this bunch of people dogs? How can they chase us so relentlessly..."
"When will the backup arrive?" The guy in the jacket who was manning the machine gun chugged down three bottles of alchemical potion in quick succession. He waited for a few seconds, and then his left hand made a faint sound as his dislocated bones realigned automatically.
He moved his arm and said grimly, "If this keeps up, we’re dead. If those cultists catch us, we won’t even have our corpses left intact. They might even take our souls for curses."
"If it gets to the most dangerous point, we’ll just have to hand over the stuff to someone else," the driver said solemnly.
The three of them were highly reluctant. They had fought their way from the Ghost Ship in Europe to the East Continent to acquire these treasures. It would be maddening to hand them over now.