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Chapter 198: Chapter 198 The Fireball in the Office_1

“Lethal”? That’s an instant kill effect… Damn, this crappy gun is finally starting to have the attributes an orange-tier weapon should have.”

Colin looked at the revolver in his hand and couldn’t help but reveal a relieved smile.

For a long ti, this crappy gun had the na of an orange-tier weapon but didn’t live up to its reputation, which made him feel it was utterly useless. But now, with the addition of the “Lethal” effect, it finally possessed the corresponding power.

With his hand on the gun grip, Colin could sowhat feel that among the monsters he had encountered, even a Stage Three “Beastification” victim would be instantly “Lethaled” after taking thirty-three bullets.

And before that, a single ordinary bullet might not have broken its defense.

“Aside from Stage Three ‘Beastification’, that Hemorrhoid Spirit experience with the super-large atball could also be slashed, of course, that intensity from ‘Formless Mother’ wouldn’t be enough, it could cause so damage but certainly wouldn’t kill…”

Colin silently felt that, in a way, these bullets were also very sneaky.

Because until the thirty-third bullet hit the target, even if only thirty-two had been fired, the opponent wouldn’t feel a thing. It was only at the mont the thirty-third bullet struck that it would explosively trigger.

After nodding silently to himself, Colin gripped the gun handle and tried out the new skill “Fiery Embrace.”

Whoosh!

The giant pillar of fire inside the church suddenly swelled and burst, hugging the church ceiling and spreading outwards with a roaring sound; the surging flas seed to ignite the entire church.

And in Colin’s hands, the fire was like a formless giant beast, extending its scorching tongues and licking the church, spreading further out.

Hot currents whirled inside the church, continuous howling sounds from the pressure of the fire.

At the sa ti, the people outside the church also noticed the commotion here. Li Ming, Tang Ken, and Lin Yilan, who were distributing goods and managing the refugees, showed shock on their faces and rushed into the church.

With such a big fire, what if the boss got burned to death?

Who would then distribute the G Level genetic compensation?

“Save…”

Li Ming, sowhat fearful of the flas, was the first to rush into the church, intending to shout for fire-fighting, but he noticed that Colin was standing calmly at the back of the church, his body covered in raging flas. But these flas did not burn him at all.

So much so that it seed as if they were emanating from him…

In the face of the incoming heat wave, Colin, augnted by the fire, looked like a Fla Apostle in command of the fire, exuding an oppressive aura.

Tang Ken, Lin Yilan, and others who arrived were also stunned by this sight, and the refugees following them were now kneeling en masse—awkwardly though, so wanted to chant prayers or sothing, but seed to rember that Colin, aside from having the title of “Bonfire ssenger,” had never spread any scripture.

Nevertheless, before this point when they would give thanks to the “Bonfire,” they might ntion the “Saintess,” but now, after witnessing Colin’s performance like a Fla Apostle, there was only one object of loyalty in their hearts.

And it was in the worship of the congregation of half-believers that Colin vaguely saw, in a position that did not exist in reality, a trendously huge fla burning in the sky, swallowing countless sparks, almost like an active sun.

He was looking at that sun, and the sun seed to be looking back at him.

“Isn’t this the background wallpaper of my office?”

Colin pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and without dwelling on it further, slowly retracted the flas, allowing the light to recede back to its original place.

“Fiery Embrace” is a skill that, theoretically, has no usage limitations; however, when he used it, he could still feel a certain drain on his energy. Using it for a minute or two didn’t pose any problems, but extending it to around an hour beca strenuous.

“That said, the flas at the ‘Bonfire Sacrificial Ground’ are rather special; if it were ordinary fire, the duration might have been halved,” he explained.

Colin glanced over at the church’s interior; the recent commotion was considerable, but due to the peculiar nature of these flas, nothing actually got burnt. Rather, the flas eradicated accumulated dust and the remnants of decay lingering in the air.

“Boss, is this…” Li Ming cautiously approached and asked.

“It’s alright now, I was just testing out a skill, it feels pretty good.”

Colin waved his hand dismissively, changing the subject, “Let’s continue with the work arrangents then. I’ve got so other things to handle. If there are any issues, you can co to . Oh, and leave the door open.”

“Understood.” Li Ming and others nodded, leading away the newly converted believers, the refugees.

They had just discussed it, and the work for the day was to systematically register everyone, craft so basic sort of identification docunts. If they didn’t get this done now, as more people arrived later, starting then would beco much more troubleso.

After tackling that task, they would turn to sanitation and treatnt…

After a cursory examination, Lin Yilan found that many people suffered from moderate to severe malnutrition, as well as indigestion from consuming things like grass roots, bark, and even dirt, causing so bellies to bloat as if pregnant for five or six months.

Furthermore, many had wound infections due to various injuries; in the more severe cases, one could even see bones laced with blood through the flesh…

To implent ergency rescue, Lin Yilan took the “Gluttony’s Remnant” into her hands. Its negative effects were at most a mild discomfort for her, with no significant psychological burden.

After all, compared to the intense agony of pancreatic cancer, this was child’s play.

With the trio’s planning, everything proceeded smoothly…

Inside the church, Colin holstered his revolver and took out other pieces of equipnt to review one by one, but unfortunately, he did not find any others that could be synthesized.

Currently, the only item that showed a synthesis prompt was the revolver.

“What a pity, so much junk equipnt in my possession, nowhere to use it,” he sighed.

Colin had collected a fair amount of gear when the staff were offloading equipnt during the peak of ‘storyline instance’ sales.

Many items seed like a bargain, possibly useful, so he had placed orders, only to find out after the impulse buying that most of them weren’t particularly useful—suddenly owning more than twenty pieces of junk equipnt.

However, it’s also possible that at so point, equipnt that seems useless could co into play.

Take, for instance, the “Whole-body Fever” prop; to Lin Yilan, it appeared to be a very good dical aid, as controlled body heating could be quite effective.

Shaking his head slightly, Colin didn’t dwell on it. After confirming there weren’t any breakthroughs with his gear, he brought up the Bonfire’s attributes to check again.

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