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The gun had fired, and the smoke from the flintlock gun had dissipated.
The Headless Priest's Evil Spirit stood behind Du Wei.
The Envelope trembled with fear.
For it had felt that for a moment, that dreadful Evil Spirit truly wanted to kill it.
But now, Alvin Dowqui's corpse, hit by the flintlock gun, had its chest torn open, and the cold breath no longer lingered.
Seeing this, the Envelope immediately floated up, "What a worthless Evil Spirit, you're just a Clown in front of my master. If one comes, my master kills one; if ten come, my master kills ten, all trash."
It had been as cowardly as a dog moments ago.
Now, however, it was arrogantly out of control.
As a lackey, it had reached the pinnacle of subservience.
"Master... not until today did the Envelope realize your greatness. You rescued the Envelope from peril and even pulled the Envelope out from the ranks of Dusk Bell Church. Serving under you, the Envelope is truly fortunate in three lifetimes."
