Blood, foul-smelling of plant decay, ceaselessly infused into Father John's body.
He struggled desperately, but he was immobilized by the strong binding of three tentacles.
"Filth blood, don't think you can desecrate the sacred blood," he shouted angrily all of a sudden.
His body hair surged, and the tough black hair pierced through his overcoat.
His strength also suddenly surged, and Liu Zheng almost couldn't hold him down.
"Hey, use whatever skills you have quickly, or I'll start treating you as a burden," Liu Zheng said, turning back to Xia Kai.
"Ah, yes, yes, I'm coming right away," Xia Kai hesitated for a moment, then quickly jogged over.
He took out a syringe from the system space and inserted it into Father John's neck.
"Name: Muscle Relaxant"
"Type: Item"
"Quality: Excellent"
"Effect: Reduces the opponent's strength by 30% (up to a maximum of 20 points), duration inversely proportional to the opponent's constitution."
