Chapter 100 - Two Bottles of Potion
Lin Li’s regret was reasonable. The strength of a level-three or four warrior was awfully low. The voice of the low-level adventurer had just fallen when he was kicked in his stomach; the machete in his hand was sent flying at the same time. Two wolf-like robbers pounced on him and delivered rounds of fat punches to him, knocking several of his teeth out on the spot.
“Now, who else has objections?” The burly man with a scar picked up the machete from the ground and looked around with a grin on his face.
There was dead silence in the corridor.
“Very well, it seems that everyone has no objections…” The man chortled haughtily. “Brothers, collect the valuables!”
More than a dozen vicious robbers spread out and began to collect the goods piled up in front of the doors.
Under the threat of death, the businessmen chose to give in. They knelt in front of the doors with their hands on their heads. In front of them lay all their income from this business trip—the shiny gold coins and jewelry were all over the place at the doors. In contrast, most of the adventurers were hardened. After all, they were people who had seen bloodshed before. Although most of them had already handed over their belongings, at least three or four of them had not knelt on the ground with their hands clasped around their heads.
“It seems that there are people who don’t want to cooperate.” There was some dissatisfaction in the tone of the burly man with a scar. With one hand holding the machete upside down, he walked towards the adventurers.
The previous yellow potion had brought a warm feeling, but this red potion brought on a burning sensation. Sean seemed to sense a strong smell of blood, and in a moment, he felt a gush of vigor rushing straight to his head. His eyes swelled with pain, and even the scenery in front became blurred…
And all this brought about an unprecedented strength.
In that moment, Sean could sense that his whole body was full of explosive power. He seemed to hear the ground cracking with every step he took. He held the heavy double-edged sword firmly in his hand, but it felt as light as a feather. The extreme power filled his body, and it was as if he was going to explode.
“Howl!”