"This is beyond the scope of my own ability. Of course, the premise is that I can hit it. Well, this is due to the blessing of the gray mist power... These two bullets should be at the same level as the 'Luck Stealer' charm, although my' The Insect of Spirit is not as good as the Insect of Time of Amon and Pales, but the power of the mysterious space above the gray mist that I could mobilize before is obviously not as good as it is now... just call them, uh, 'spirit control bullets' ..." Klein took out the "Death Knell" pistol from the gun pouch under his arm, shook out the wheel, and stuffed two silver-black "spirit-controlling bullets" into it.
Then, beside the altar, he spread out the letter paper and wrote: "... Your next task is to find higher-level spells or extraordinary bullets. May God be with you.
"So-and-so who made three requests to you."
This letter is addressed to Patrick Bryan from the Artificial Death Sect of the Spiritual Cult.
Isn't it a waste if there are subordinates who don't use it? Klein muttered as he folded the letter, and summoned Patrick Bryan's courier at the altar just now.
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