Katerina and the others burst into the shack due to the anguished cries.
They saw Lu Li with a cold expression, the headless corpse at his feet, and the corroded sleeve and arm.
Katerina rushed to Lu Li's side, took a water pouch, and poured clean water to wash his hand.
It didn't help; the mucus stubbornly adhered to Lu Li's palm, corroding the skin and devouring the deeper flesh.
"Give Mr. Luli the artifact!"
At that moment, Puxiu shouted, and Katerina realized and stuffed the artifact shard into Lu Li's palm.
The stubborn mucus dissipated instantly with the contamination, but suddenly Ophelia emitted a scorching temperature.
"What's happening?" Katerina pulled out a dagger to solidify the corpse.
"Someone is... casting... a gaze!"
Ophelia was looking at another place.
The obscure aura emerging from the void intensified as the heretics completely dissipated, converging into a substantial malice that suddenly overflowed.
