After the mithril bullet penetrated Hal's head, it exploded into a ball of holy flame, burning Hal's body. Hal loosened his hand that was tightly holding onto Verus, and the phantom of Hal's soul revealed a relieved smile under the burning of the holy flame.
"Thank you, Brother Virus."
Hal's voice rang in Virus' heart. Virus felt mixed emotions at this moment, but there was no time for Virus to be sad, because the crisis around him had not been resolved.
The mummies that had appeared before had awakened one after another due to the influence of the evil power in Hal's body. At this time, Varus was surrounded by a group of mummies, and there was even a mummy right behind Varus, ready to launch a sneak attack.
The holy flames from the mithril bullets threatened the mummies around them. They were afraid of the blazing white flames, but the holy flames were only a one-time burst of power and could not last long.
If Hal's body was burned to ashes by the holy flame, the flame would go out and the mummies would rush over him like hungry wolves.
Verus held the gun with his left hand, and with his trembling right hand he opened the rear chamber of the flintlock, preparing to put the second mithril bullet into the gun, but the blood flowing from the base of his right hand wet the bullet.
Before the holy flame went out, Varus pulled the trigger at the mummy closest to him.
"Click. Click. Click."
Verus discovered in despair that the bullet did not hit the zombie as expected. The mithril bullets issued by the mysterious investigation bureau could not be duds, but the blood on the mithril bullets prevented the gunpowder from being fired.
"Damn it! I actually made such a low-level mistake! Damn it!" Verus regretted in his heart.
For ease of use, the flintlock was designed using lighter white nanmu wood. If the flintlock was used for close combat, it would probably be worse than a wooden broom.
Virus quickly thought about how to break out of the siege and get a chance to survive.
"If I use a standard long sword to fight hand-to-hand, I might be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive, but my dominant hand is already injured. Can I just give it a try now? Or can I blast my way out with a grenade?"
Just as Varus was about to detonate the grenade, he heard noises coming from both sides.
"Hold on! I'm coming!"
"Idiot! Do you want to cause a landslide and get crushed to death by the rocks?!"
Suddenly, two roars from both sides attracted the attention of the mummies. Only two or three mummies were still staring at Virus and wanted to attack him, but Virus could still deal with this number of mummies.
Brandon Hobo, the captain of the Security Team 3 who had been stationed outside the hospital, heard the whistle blown by Verus and immediately led his men in, waving their standard swords and charging in from outside the hospital. Meanwhile, Jobtran and his men from the Security Team 6 who had come out of the morgue cut a bloody path from the other side.
As he rushed in, Brandon had already discovered the weakness of this mummy: it would not move once its head was removed.
So Brandon chopped at the mummy's neck every time. This simple and rough swordsmanship greatly improved the efficiency of the team's advancement.
On the other side, Jobtran held his rapier straight in front of him, and with a fancy sword-fighting stance, he half-crouched and thrust forward with his front foot. Each quick, fierce and accurate piercing could pierce through the heads of the mummies, rendering them incapable of fighting.
The unintelligent and slow-moving mummies were killed one after another and fell to the ground under the leadership of the two captains.
Compared to those ordinary mummies, there are a few special mummies that are more threatening to everyone. They are much faster than ordinary mummies and are good at fighting. Even the agile Jobtran almost capsized in the gutter. Fortunately, only his clothes were torn and he was not actually injured.
After the last mummy was cleaned up, everyone was so tired that they wanted to lie down on the ground and rest immediately, but they all knew in their hearts that the work was not yet done.
"Sorry, Virus, I didn't expect this little bastard's acting skills were so good." Jobtran apologized to Virus with a serious face.
Virus touched his head with his intact left hand a little embarrassedly and said, "It's okay, I'm not seriously hurt."
Joet Brown noticed the movement of Virus's hand, and his face immediately changed, and he shouted,
"Put your hand out!"
Upon hearing this, Varus stretched out his right hand that was injured by the recoil, but this time it was Brandon who roared,
"The other one! You idiot!"
It was only then that Virus realized that his left hand had been feeling strangely numb.
When he looked down, he found a black line extending slowly from the place where Hal had held his hand to his chest. At this time, the black line had already reached his wrist.
Jobtran first poured holy water on the rapier to do some basic cleaning, then he brushed the sword and opened the black line on Verus' hand.
The tip of Jobtran's sword trembled, and a wriggling black nematode was pierced on the tip of the sword.
The black nematode wailed after touching the holy water on the rapier and was purified into ashes out of thin air.
"Bear with the pain." Jobtran said to Virus after seeing the black nematodes being picked out.
"Boss, couldn't you have told me in advance..." Virus said helplessly.
"I want you to bear the pain for now." After saying that, Jobtran poured a bottle of holy water on the wound on Virus' left hand that had just been opened.
"Sizzle"
The holy water was evenly poured on the location where the black nematodes invaded. A wisp of black gas floated out of the wound, and Virus almost fainted from the sudden pain.
After invading the human body, the black nematode will leave behind neurotoxins composed of evil energy, which will make the infected part feel no pain, but in fact the black nematode will dig "tunnels" in the body.
After the poison was purified by holy water, Varus took on all the pain that had been suppressed by the poison.
Brandon reached forward and hooked his arm around Verus's shoulders, smiled innocently and consoled him.
"Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise you would not be able to save your arm."
But Joe Butron added, "Once the black line spreads to your chest, you will lose your life."
Although the pain was unbearable now, Verus realized that he had just walked through the gates of hell again.
"Thank you both captains for saving my life." Varus said respectfully.
"Come on, come on. Everyone started out as a rookie. Right, old friend?" Jobtran joked to Brandon with a smile.
"Hey, I'm fine now, right?" Brandon responded with a wry smile and spread his hands.
Brandon, this honest man, was the previous captain of the Sixth Squad.
During a mission to investigate the Yellow Group, he was affected by the other party's evil magic and temporarily lost his mind. After being assessed by the Mysterious Investigation Bureau as no longer suitable for dealing with mysterious incidents, he was demoted to the captain of the third team of the Public Security Bureau.
At that time, Jobtran and Tristigny were just newcomers to the Sixth Squad, and had been punished by Brandon privately many times.
At that time, Brandon's catchphrase was,
"Hey, you two rookies."