Spire Game: My cards are all forbidden divine skills

"Refine?"

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Mo's first reaction was that the corrupted priest had used a refining card.

Old Zhang nodded repeatedly, also believing that this card must be the refining card.

Otherwise, given the "identity" of a corrupted priest, there would be no need for him to have a white card in his hand.

After the flash of white light, the billowing white smoke vanished without a trace.

Immediately, the corrupted priest took out a specially made small medicine bottle, filled it with water, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Visibly, blood-red light emanated from the corrupted priest's body.

Increase health?

Chen Mo recognized what the light represented, because he had experienced it three times before and was very familiar with it.

"It seems to increase maximum health! Wow, this is great stuff!"

Old Zhang was able to recognize it, so it seems he knows quite a bit.

Moreover, as he said this, Old Zhang raised an eyebrow slightly at Chen Mo.

That means Chen Mo has something even better than what the corrupt pastor has.

Chen Mo understood what Lao Zhang wanted to say; it was about the piece of pulsating flesh he had picked up.

It really is a refined item; it seems that special monsters drop this kind of thing.

He has the corrupting water, and he has no shortage of flesh and blood, so all that's left is a refining card.

Chen Mo would never miss anything that could increase his maximum health.

He currently has a very high demand for refining cards.

Chen Mo could even accept that after he killed the corrupted priest, the corrupted priest would not drop a green card, but only a refining card.

A moment later, the bloody aura surrounding the corrupted priest dissipated. He nodded in satisfaction, then gently beckoned, giving each of the corrupted cultists a small dose of potion to keep safe. He then led the black knight beside him toward the large wooden door.

The two men slipped through the large wooden door, while the other corrupted cultists scattered, seemingly keeping watch over their surroundings.

"Where did he go?"

Old Zhang asked.

Chen Mo shook his head slightly; he didn't know either.

However, one thing is certain: having a corrupt priest leading the way will likely reduce a lot of trouble.

Moreover, if the goal was to kill the corrupt priest, wouldn't it be an excellent opportunity for him now that he was separated from his many subordinates?

"How are you? Can you still fight?"

Chen Mo suddenly asked Old Zhang.

Old Zhang was taken aback. "Battle? My health isn't very high right now. Oh, I see, boss, I'll lure them over for you, right?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"Lure them over one by one; I remember your throwing was very accurate."

Old Zhang grinned, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth.

"Absolutely, that's my specialty."

As he spoke, Old Zhang began preparing his throwing weapon. But then he thought again that his throwing weapon had high damage, and might make too much noise and attract other corrupted cultists.

Therefore, after much deliberation, Old Zhang finally decided to throw away the wooden block.

He accurately threw the rotten wood behind a corrupt cultist, immediately attracting the cultist's attention.

Turning around, the corrupt cultist walked towards the abandoned wooden hut.

Old Zhang then gently tossed out another piece, mimicking the falling of a piece of wood from a dilapidated house, while making a "moo" sound.

Pretending to be something you're not!

Chen Mo grinned. Old Zhang's brain is really good; he even has the trick of pretending to be a bull.

Fortunately, he was pretending to be a cow instead of a chicken; otherwise, there probably wouldn't have been just one corrupt cultist.

Upon hearing the moo, the corrupt cultist's expression softened considerably, and he walked briskly toward the abandoned wooden hut.

Although some of the other corrupt believers saw his actions, they guessed that they had only vaguely heard the "mooing" sound, so they didn't pay any attention to it and turned their heads away.

close!

Chen Mo gripped his sword tightly and told Lao Zhang to stand in the corner, as Lao Zhang was probably no match for the opponent's attack now.

Closer still, right now!

The moment the corrupt cultist arrived at the door of the abandoned wooden house, Chen Mo suddenly stabbed him in the throat with his sword, then used his shield to hold his head in place and dragged him inside.

This whole routine was executed flawlessly; it wasn't the first time Chen Mo had used it, and its most striking feature was its fluid and effortless execution.

At this moment, Chen Mo's tearing effect had not yet worn off, and the combined power made his damage extremely exaggerated.

With just this one sword strike, the corrupt cultist was already struggling to take it; his head was about to explode and turn into black chains. Suddenly, Old Zhang in the corner used a card.

He extends one hand forward, and a pillar of fire shoots out from his palm.

The flames scorched the corrupt cultists, as if instantly interrupting their "transformation."

Chen Mo quickly delivered another sword strike, unexpectedly killing him with a single blow!

As Chen Mo watched the corrupt cultist's body turn to dust, a hint of surprise remained in his eyes.

Was his damage output too high?

No, it should be that Old Zhang's pillar of fire was a bit too strong.

Chen Mo looked up at Old Zhang and asked softly, "The card dropped by that corrupt cultist on the second floor?"

Old Zhang smiled and nodded, saying proudly, "Continuous damage, not bad, right?"

Chen Mo grinned and said, "It's really good."

Two against one is faster than a normal kill, Chen Mo glanced at the loot dropped by the corrupted cultists.

Besides the gold coins and blue cards, there was also a bottle of potion.

At a glance, Chen Mo recognized it as the potion that the corrupted priest had just concocted.

Chen Mo picked it up first and looked it over, but unfortunately, the effect wasn't written on it.

Homemade medicine is troublesome; its effects are unclear, so how can he drink it? What if there are side effects?

Chen Mo was still hesitating when Old Zhang stepped forward and said, "Boss, let me drink it since we don't know the effects yet."

"Aren't you afraid of drinking yourself to death?"

"You're kidding, he can drink himself to death, why should I?"

As he spoke, Old Zhang grabbed the medicine and drank it all in one gulp, leaving Chen Mo no time to object.

"Ah, that feels good, it's a bit like drinking cola."

Old Zhang licked his lips, indicating that the taste was acceptable. Chen Mo, however, urged him to quickly check the results.

"panel!"

Old Zhang then opened the control panel and exclaimed excitedly, "Boss, I've recovered thirty points of health and even gained two points of maximum health!"

Chen Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Great stuff, more please!"

It can restore health and increase maximum health, making it an excellent potion.

Chen Mo quickly picked up the blue card and gold coins on the ground and let Lao Zhang continue to lure the monsters.

He glanced at the blue card; it was another poison bottle.

With the blue card he got in the village, he only needs one more card to upgrade his card.

Come on, kill them one by one, heal and get burst cards.

This time, Old Zhang threw a stone at another corrupt cult member, hitting him squarely in the calf.

Then, as the corrupt cultist turned around, Old Zhang deliberately stretched out half a hand and beckoned to the corrupt cultist, as if his "teammate" was calling him over.

The corrupt cultist didn't think much of it, perhaps because he wasn't very bright, and another person actually walked over.

Old Zhang laughed heartily and whispered, "I only need half a hand to deal with these idiots."

Chen Mo nodded, indicating that you were very good at showing off, and that you were the king of showing off!