Dream Travel

Chapter 65 Empty the Magazine
"Not all holy water is poisonous, but all-purpose holy water is definitely poisonous." Bo Lei gave Bai Mu a brief explanation: "When treating wounds left by demons, that little bit of toxicity is not important."

"But the demon that hurt me doesn't seem to be poisonous."

"Then just bear with it." Bo Lei gave a suggestion that was of little help to Bai Mu.

The camp was extremely busy, not only did they have to evacuate the people, but they also had to treat the wounded. Bai Mu's injury was the one that did not require urgent treatment. Any doctor who had time could just clean the glass shards from his wound.

Borei looked at the demon killed by Baimu and said, "This demon is considered an elite."

"Is it extraordinary?" Bai Mu asked from the side. Other demons did not give him a strong feeling, but this demon was different.

Not only was the opponent fast, but he was also very strong. When beating him, Bai Mu could feel that the demon's skin was very tough. If his knife was not coated with holy oil, it would be difficult to cut the demon's skin.

"Not among demons, but extraordinary compared to humans."

Bo Lei sighed with some melancholy. "The transcendence that humans enter is the starting point for other creatures. Many transcendents are not that great. This demon was very powerful, but you still killed him, didn't you?"

Bo Lei did not continue to waste time here. Bai Mu was injured, but he was not injured. Since he had realized the devil's purpose, he should not waste time giving the devil a chance.

Once the devil has hidden the things, it won’t make much sense even if you catch him.

Bai Mu did not continue to wander around. He first returned to the temporary camp. Since everyone knew that the holy water was poisonous, he decided to go and take a look. He suspected that there was really mercury in it!
"Let me help you."

"Ah... hello, Madam." Bai Mu quickly greeted the old nun who had arrived.

"Polite child, let me see your wound." The old nun smiled kindly, carefully observing Bai Mu's wound, and then nodded: "You are in good health, just clean the wound."

Bai Mu quickly said, "I've touched this with holy water."

The old nun frowned slightly: "What kind of holy water?"

Bai Mu took out a bottle of diluted holy water. He had a lot of this stuff hidden in his clothes. The fear of insufficient firepower was not only reflected in guns and ammunition.

Knowing that he had to deal with demons, he brought a lot of diluted holy water. The windbreaker was not only handsome, but also could hold a lot of things.

Looking at the silvery-white color of the holy water, the old nun called a young nun. The nun seemed to be less than fifteen years old and was very nervous.

When she saw the wound on Bai Mu's body, she showed an expression of phantom pain as if she had the same wound. Even so, the little nun still tried hard to use potion to help Bai Mu clean the wound and remove the remaining fine glass fragments on it.

The old nun nodded and said to Bai Mu, "I didn't notice it at first, so don't worry too much. The diluted holy water won't affect you."

After explaining, the old nun went to see the next wounded person.

"Don't you feel any pain?" the little nun asked Bai Mu in a low voice.

"It hurts, but I can't show it in front of the lovely nun." Bai Mu smiled and asked the little nun: "What about you? You are so scared, but you came here?"

"Because Aunt Asha is old and her hands are not steady anymore, I want to help Aunt Asha. Besides, there are many people here who need help! Especially people like you who deal with demons!" The little nun answered with courage.

"I have to deal with a demon later, so hurry up."

The little nun was stunned for a moment, and she quickened the pace of cleaning Bai Mu's wounds: "You're already injured, but you still want to go?"

"Yes, if you don't kill those demons, wouldn't it be very dangerous for you to rescue the people who are hurt by the demons here?" The little nun blushed and lowered her head, hesitating and unable to speak.

"So he's a bad boy. My hands are just unsteady, but my ears are fine." Sister Asha, who hadn't walked far, turned back and said to the little nun, "Now that the wound is almost clean, let's go somewhere else."

The little nun ran away quickly with small steps as if she had been pardoned. Aunt Asha took a bandage and bandaged the area on Bai Mu's hand. The old nun was quite strong, and Bai Mu couldn't see where the nun's hand was unstable.

"Okay, bad boy, hurry up and do what you said." Sister Asha handed the cross necklace she was carrying to Bai Mu and reminded him, "Don't get hurt again, or I'll ask him to treat you."

Sister Asha pointed to a burly man not far away. Looking at the mighty and majestic medical staff, the other party was helping the wounded to set his bones. The whole process was extremely painful, but no matter how the wounded struggled, he could not escape the other party's "vicious hands".

“…I won’t get hurt again.”

Bai Mu put the cross necklace back into Sister Asha's hand and said, "Although I don't know how powerful this thing is, Sister Asha, you definitely need it more. This place may not be safe."

After saying that, Bai Mu left quickly. This temporary camp was really unsafe. Although there were enough police officers, this was also an area for integrating the evacuated civilians.

Bai Mu has already encountered several demons who can disguise themselves. Could there be hidden demons among the evacuated civilians?

If there were demons, the medical staff would be the first to be attacked, right?
"Reckless bad boy." Sister Asha looked helplessly at Bai Mu who was running away quickly, shook her head, and put the cross necklace back. She had at least twenty such things on her.

Unfortunately, the white curtain ran away too quickly, not giving the elderly a chance to speak.

"Sister Asha, will he be okay?"

The little nun who had just run away came back again, looking worried.

"It'll be okay."

"Where is the devil?" Bai Mu, who left the camp, found that the downtown area was even more chaotic. Even though the crowd was evacuated urgently, the evacuation work at night was not easy.

After completing a wave of hunting, the demons began to create greater chaos, setting fires and killing people, and then took advantage of the chaos to hide and wait for an opportunity to attack the dream walker.

Bai Mu really wished he had a demon radar, Sargeras's Cursed Vision or something like that at this time.

"Help me!!" A disheveled homeless man with several scratches on his body staggered towards the white curtain. The police officer who was fighting the fire nearby glanced at him and continued to deal with the fire.

There are too many such victims in the chaos created by the devil.

Bai Mu took out a small bottle of diluted holy water and poured it over. The seriously injured homeless man screamed with all his might.

"It's the devil!"

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Before Bai Mu could do anything, the nearby police officers opened fire, turning the disguised demon into a sieve. Although the bullets were not coated with holy oil, the firepower could still kill such a demon.

Is this a devil or a black guy?
These police officers were friendly forces at this moment, and their efficiency in emptying magazines was reassuring, so Bai Mu temporarily left this comfort zone.

With such a group of experts who can quickly empty the magazine, there probably aren't many demons here.

(End of this chapter)