"Mr. Carter!"

The guerrillas behind him shouted loudly.

Louis pointed the gun at Carter's fallen body, worried that he would cheat, so he made another blow to his head.

But Carter's fallen body did not rise after all.

Alas, it seems that he is not cheating... Just looking at the amazing momentum, I think he is the kind of person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

With a sigh for Mr. Carter, who was not the protagonist, Louis turned the gun to the guerrillas and shot at several archers in his memory.

As long as the bullets are pre-filled, the flint firing of the revolver is much easier than the flintlock with a barrel.

Before the archers could react, Louis's bullet sent them and Carter away.

"Smack!"

The soldiers behind him also quickly reacted and shot the projectiles at the remaining guerrillas in an orderly manner.

Soon, the battlefield was cleaned up.

Except for a few people who fled the battlefield, most of the other guerrillas were knocked down to the ground, and they finally got only five or six prisoners.

In order to prevent the next possible attack, Louis took advantage of the gap and quickly filled his revolver with projectiles. Fortunately, the guerrillas who had escaped did not have the courage to turn around and kill them again.

Waiting for the soldiers to arrive from the woods, Louis took the flintlock rifle brought by the soldiers, took it behind him, and followed the soldiers to check the bloody battlefield.

There is no doubt that it was a nearly hell situation.

Although there was no scene of arms flying across, the lead ejection shot into the cross-section of the body, no matter how many times he looked, it made him feel shocking.

If it was his previous life, I'm afraid he would have vomited it out long ago.

However, the military training of cold weapons to the hot weapons stage will really kill people. In just one month of travel, even if he had become a second lieutenant in the army at that time, he still had a considerable risk of death.

This has indeed made him adapt to this battlefield where flesh and blood are flying, and has also made him feel a lot more restless when he travels through time.

Thinking about these silently, Louis was the first to pick up the relics of these guerrillas.

If they don't do this, those soldiers will not feel at ease when picking up spoils. Instead, they will secretly scold the superior for trying to take some rags to collect money... Because according to the rules of this era, some of the spoils must be paid to the superior. If the superior does not take them, the soldiers will instead discount them to the superior.

Only when he takes away his trophy first will the soldiers be relieved.

But in the end, he only took a diary with a cowhide cover from the grass and a dozen gold pounds on Carter.

After looking at the small swords on other corpses, Louis waved his hand and said, "The rest is all yours!"

"It's so satisfying to fight with the superior!"

"Yes, the sir can fight and be generous, so people like it."

The soldiers under his command came up with a smile, hung various spoils on their bodies, and then began to deal with the corpse, took the dagger to cut off their heads as a collection of military merits, and then returned to Louis.

"Sir, you can start practicing."

Louis nodded, walked towards Carter's body with awe under his hands, squatted down and reached his hand along the cross section of the wound.

A warm feeling that made him feel a little disgusted came up. Louis endured the disgust and silently recited a difficult spell in his mind.

(Hey, zaima? Alas, come out and eat soon.)

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a reaction in my mind, like some dark ice surging from the deep sea, which could not be seen at first sight, and there was only darkness and coldness at the sight.

(...I always feel that you are not saying anything good.)

It was said that, but the evil god or something silently turned Carter's body into flesh and blood energy.

Soon, Carter's headless body quickly shriveled, and his originally burly body completely turned into a withered and yellow mummy.

The soldiers looked at Louis walking towards the next corpse with awe, holding his hands high and standing beside the road. When they saw this scene, they couldn't help but shivered.

In this world, the way to eliminate the orthodox practice of magic fighting spirit, to absorb the elements of heaven and earth to improve the level of the body, and to quickly improve combat power is often to take potions containing extraordinary materials.

The ingredients contained in those potions can often lead to some unexpectedly powerful abilities.

These methods of devouring potions and absorbing extraordinary materials to promote promotion are also methods that can be used upright. Those methods of absorbing biological life and gaining power through sacrifice are taboos among taboos.

For example, a third-level ability called [Ghost] or [Death Eater] can absorb dead energy and promote it by swallowing animals' corpses, and even generate special and difficult abilities through the extraordinary characteristics of the dead, which belongs to the category of severe attacks by the church.

The ability used by Louis to conceal is the [basic blood energy] of the Scarlet family. This is only a second-level ability, but it can transform the magic power and fighting energy that were previously cultivated into the blood energy that the blood clan cultivated, and then absorb the blood from the animal's body to promote it. It is also a relatively strange ability that is rejected by the church.

Therefore, for these soldiers, the move that Louis showed looked like a demon crawling out of the abyss to harvest life.

Fortunately, the blood clan's abilities are still gray, but they are not liked by the churches full of holy light, and have not risen to the point of suppression. The soldiers can still watch with a normal mentality.

At this thought, the sound with a cold touch in my mind was sneering.

(You humans don’t need to have power, you humans are just pretentious, it’s better to...hehehehe...)

(All right, don't fool me, I can't be your body, let me pour some holy water on you.)

The rampant laughter suddenly stopped and quickly turned into anger and screamed in anger.

(Do you still want to become a high-level powerful person? How did that hard-working boy become a person like you who is more degenerate than a devil? You are a blood clan, how could you find those people in the church to cooperate with?)

(Yeah, okay, as long as you don’t cause trouble, I won’t lose your energy. We are still very happy to cooperate...)

After Louis traveled through time, in order to tame the stone, he really spent a lot of money to pray to the Holy Church, just to get some holy water from the pastor every day, and then play with the holy water version of the holy water dripping wax.

I have to say that watching the holy water droplets appear white mist and smoke make him feel like he is doing chemistry experiments in high school.

While making a perfunctory mind, Louis kept moving his hands and quickly finished disposing of the remaining bodies.

With a greeting, the soldiers raised the truck again, tied the captive's hands symbolically behind him, and then carried the thin horse to start the journey.

The captives were originally interested in escaping, and when they saw Louis's scene of desecrating the corpse, they were a little worried if he would still have some tricks to play with his soul.

Compared with the soul being played with, captives were able to exchange with each other between countries, but there was no big danger, and their intention to escape was faded.

Louis sat in the truck, leisurely feeling the blood energy filled with his body.

After a nearly perfect victory, he was qualified to do so.
Chapter completed!