Let’s not talk about the fact that this guy who suddenly popped out was so powerful that he could destroy your worldview and directly summon a set of bone armor.
What the hell is going to happen to their territory and explaining things there with a camera
In his opinion, all these people are not as important as the commentator and pose no threat at all
They were very angry at being ignored, and taking advantage of this anger, they boldly shot at this non-human guy.
But as the magazines in their hands gradually became empty, they discovered that this strange guy had not hurt him even a minute, except for the black bottle in his hand being broken.
They started to get scared!
This is not an enemy they should be dealing with; the American military should be the one to deal with it.
The gunfire gradually died down, and Colin, who was recording the video, noticed that the voice became happier.
"It seems that our friends in the Jeremy family have already vented their anger at me for doing too much before the assessment. I promise that I will correct it next time!"
"Then next, it's our interview session!"
Colin took the camera and took two steps forward to a middle-aged white man who seemed to be the leader of the gang. He aimed the camera at his face and held his other hand empty as if holding a microphone. He asked like a reporter, "What's this gentleman's name?"
"Quinton!" the middle-aged white man replied, and then asked through gritted teeth: "What on earth are you going to do! How have we offended you..."
"Hey, hey, hey! Now is the interview session. Please only answer the questions I ask and don't say anything else irrelevant... Understand?"
Colin said this with a smile, but at the end, his tone suddenly turned cold.
Feeling the tangible murderous aura surrounding him, Quinton nodded stiffly.
After seeing this, Ke Lin smiled, and his tone became cheerful again: "You are such a reasonable person, so to save time, I will just ask directly."
"Excuse me, what are you feeling right now? For example, you feel hot all over, itchy all over, and have a strong desire to destroy the surroundings. Do you feel this way now?"
Quinton's face changed after hearing this.
He didn't notice it when the crisis was imminent, but now as this strange man in front of him pointed it out, he instantly realized that something was wrong with himself.
Thinking of what the weirdo had said to the camera before and the black bottle that they had blown up, his face immediately changed.
"Is it that bottle? Is there poison in it?"
"Poison?" Colin pretended to be surprised. Seeing a glimmer of hope in Quinton's eyes, he smiled maliciously and said, "Why do you think so? If it was just a toxin, I wouldn't come here in the middle of the night to do such a hard job. The bottle contains... plague!"
"This is my best work at this stage. The onset is short and it can be transmitted through water, air, and skin contact. When the infection reaches the middle stage, it is not only completely hopeless, but it will also... Look, it seems that this gentleman's immune system is weak and has entered the initial stage of the middle stage of infection."
Colin turned his head and said in surprise, and at the same time, he pointed the camera in that direction to shoot.
The person who Colin said had entered the middle stage of infection was a white man in his thirties. At this time, his eyes were red, his mouth was wide open and drooling, and black and purple capillaries could be seen emerging all over his exposed skin.
A few seconds after the camera was turned over, the clarity in the other party's eyes completely disappeared, and he pounced towards Colin like a madman.
Colin was not surprised. After casually breaking the legs of the infected person with his magic teeth, he held the camera and pointed it at the infected person who was determined to bite him even if he crawled over, and introduced:
"When the infected enter the middle stage, they will have an unimaginable desire to eat normal humans. At the same time, they can also distinguish the auras of other infected people and will not kill each other..."
Peng!
A gunshot rang out.
Colin tilted his head back a millimeter, reached out, and caught the fired bullet.
"You... cough... devil! Madman! I will be waiting for you in hell!!!"
Quinton looked at the useless bullet with a flash of despair in his eyes. Feeling his head becoming increasingly confused, he put the gun to his temple and pulled the trigger.
Gunshot.
Blood and brains splattered everywhere.
Colin was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that our Mr. Quinton seems to have a little misunderstanding about me."
"But I am a magnanimous black wizard. I forgive you, Mr. Quinton."
Colin looked up and spoke to Quinton's floating soul, then reached out and grabbed the terrified Quinton's soul and took it away.
Colin took the camera and stepped back a few steps to the door of the dance hall so that the camera could record a larger picture.
It has been nearly three minutes since the glass bottle containing Zombie Potion Type I was broken. In the entire dance hall, everyone except him began to gradually lose their minds.
Colin looked at the infected people who were about to go crazy and gave his final explanation.
"Due to the timing and the likelihood that the police will be arriving soon, I unfortunately cannot show you what the final stages of the infection will look like."
"However, I have released an unknown number of viruses in some unknown cities and some unknown locations."
"They will explode according to my will."
"I know some viewers are calling me a bad guy, but really, I'm a good person. This is just a joke between me and you."
"But if you want this joke to remain a joke, then whoever is watching this video should not seek me out with the intention of hurting or deceiving me."
"Otherwise, the kind-hearted Black Mage will also be angry!"
The camera stopped recording with a hoarse low laugh.
After using magic to disinfect the camera, Colin threw it into his backpack.
Honestly speaking, it was extremely stressful for him to commentate with such abnormal and crazy performance.
Fortunately, according to his own feeling, the effect should be quite good, except that the last part seemed a little lacking.
But there was nothing he could do. After all, he was not really a madman or a pervert, and it was impossible for him to fully understand the logical thinking of that kind of person.
He shook his head, looking at the infected people who had all lost consciousness and were rushing towards him with their mouths wide open, and he used the spell "Fang" with a relaxed expression to reap their lives.
He wasn't worried about the plague leaking out.
Because soon after the plague bottle was broken and it was confirmed that all the Jeremy family members near him were infected, he secretly took out the pre-prepared anti-plague vaccine from his backpack and used magic to evaporate it in the dance hall.
The anti-plague vaccine that only exists in the air cannot detoxify the infected, but it is easy to eliminate the plague in the air.
After he used the Horadric Cube to stuff these poisonous corpses into it and turned them all into ashes, he walked back and forth in the dance hall for a few rounds while maintaining a state of magical divergence and perception, and made sure that the virus was completely eliminated.
Walk towards the inside of the ballroom.
The lesson was learned once and was enough for him to remember. After physically deleting the surveillance video of the dance hall, Colin took out two barrels of gasoline from his backpack and sprinkled them evenly everywhere in the dance hall.
As the lighter in his hand ignited the gasoline, accompanied by the faint sound of sirens in the distance, Colin's figure gradually disappeared into the thick darkness.
(End of this chapter)