Portia was scared out of her wits.
This was the first time someone had placed a dagger on her neck.
She felt like she was going to die the next moment.
In fact, this was how normal people would react.
At the dinner table, Portia kept staring at Reva.
"What? Do you want to try to sneak attack me? "Reva asked.
"Reva, you've killed people with that move before, right?"
Reva thought for a moment and then shook her head. "No, it's actually not that useful."
Reva had killed people before, but not many.
A few years ago, she'd charged into the nest of a group of people who worshiped dragons as their god.
She'd killed three people then.
That was also her only time.
After all, Reva was a dragon slayer, not a real killer.
"How did you see the thing I released … That Qi."
Reva shook her head. "I didn't see it. I sensed it."
"Sensed? Which sensory organ? "
Reva realized that discussing this with Portia was like playing the piano to a cow.
"Portia, when did you get this ability?"
"This morning."
"Okay, got it. Rest early tonight." Reva stood up.
"We're not done with dinner yet. You want me to rest early?"
Just then, Reva pulled out a suitcase from the cabinet beside her.
Portia had seen this suitcase a few times, but she didn't think much of it.
After all, Reva didn't hide it, so Portia didn't think much of it.
However, when Reva opened the suitcase, Portia was shocked.
Portia was shocked. There were all kinds of guns, knives, grenades, and some strange instruments that she couldn't understand.
"What … What's this?"
"It might be troublesome tonight." Reva wasn't sure either.
She didn't know how to tell if Portia was on the first, second, or third night.
Chen Zhao was more professional in this.
However, Reva didn't want to find Chen Zhao.
Plus, this was Portia's business.
If Chen Zhao found out that Portia had tried to sneak attack him …
Who knew if Chen Zhao would throw Portia into the Amazon rainforest?
Reva didn't doubt for a second that Chen Zhao would do that.
"Are you sure you're not planning to rob a bank?" Portia looked at the things Reva took out.
Moreover, Zephra had also begun to reload the gun barrels.
This series of actions made Portia's scalp go numb.
"Even the banks aren't as rich as our boss … Fine, robbing a bank is more practical."
Occasionally Zevra would play such little jokes.
"Anyway, go to bed early tonight. Everything will be fine once you wake up."
"Are you serious? I'll be in trouble? "
"It's just a small problem. I will solve it."
"What happened to me? I don't have any enemies, right? Our biggest enemy is our boss. "
"You're mistaken. That's not an enemy, it's a creditor." Refra sat down on the ground as if this position was more comfortable. "Help me take out the box under the kitchen cabinet … Oh, please be gentle."
"What's inside?"
"You don't want to know," Gevra said.
"Then if I accidentally hit it too hard … will it explode?"
"No, but something bad will definitely happen."
When Zevra opened the box, Portia discovered that it was filled with bottles and cans.
There were all sorts of liquids inside. Portia thought that they were chemical liquids.
However, Zevra opened one of the bottles directly. She even wiped the mouth of the bottle with her finger and licked it.
"Yes … It's not bad."
"What kind of water is this? Can I drink it? "
"Holy water."
"Ha …" Portia sniffed it, clearly not believing Zevra.
"What's this bottle? Coke? "
Seeing this, Zevra quickly snatched the bottle from Portia's hand.
This one was filled with Coke.
However, the black liquid inside was not Coke.
"You can't put this in your mouth. Also, don't get in the way. I have a lot of dangerous things here."
"You put this in your mouth? You're telling me it's dangerous? How is it dangerous? "
"This is Necromancy Liquid. If you don't want to go crazy, you better stay away from it."
Portia, on the other hand, was very interested. "Then what's the theory behind soaking bullets in coke? Can it make the bullets more powerful? "
"I told you, this isn't Coke. It's Necromancy Liquid. Necromancy Liquid is a deadly poison to all living creatures, even spirits. Ordinary bullets soaked in Necromancy Liquid can cause great damage to spirits."
"Alright, Necromancy Liquid. How does it taste?"
Zevra rolled her eyes and said, "Put your index finger between your eyebrows and look inside the bottle carefully."
"What's the point of doing that?" Portia didn't understand, but she still did as she was told.
However, the next moment, she saw what seemed to be thousands of hollow faces wailing and struggling inside the bottle.
"Ah … What is this?"
"Looks like you already understand." Zevra put the bottle back.
"What exactly is this?" Portia asked with a pale face and lingering fear.
"You don't want to know the refining process," Zevra said indifferently.
"Alright, looks like I need to sleep. My head hurts a little." Portia rubbed her eyebrows and went back to her room.
…
Portia lay in bed early.
Her vision was filled with clouds and mist. Portia suddenly sat up on the bed.
She realized that the floor beside her bed was covered in flowers.
The entire room was filled with a strong floral fragrance.
"Dreaming?" Portia was confused.
No, if it was a dream, it would be impossible for her to realize that she was dreaming.
Portia shook her head and tried to wake herself up.
However, the surrounding walls and floor were still colorful.
Portia pinched the back of her hand. No pain?
She was really dreaming.
Bang —
Suddenly, a gunshot exploded beside her ear.
Portia jumped in fright and opened her eyes.
Then, she realized that she was still lying on the bed.
A child was sitting on top of her.
The child only had half a head, and black liquid was flowing out of the hole in the head.
"Ah …" Portia screamed.
The next moment, a foot kicked the child on top of Portia.
"Portia, you better calm down." Zevra's voice sounded.
Portia looked at Zevra. "Zevra … What's going on? What's going on? "
Zevra was fully armed at the moment, and the gun in her hand was still smoking.
Half of the strange child's head seemed to have been blown off by her.
"We might be in trouble," Zevra said.
"Trouble? What kind of trouble? That child … "
"That's the Spirit of Nightmares, a type of Incubus. You see, it looks like a child, but it's just showing it to you. It will appear in everyone's dreams with the most harmless appearance, but you definitely won't want to see its true appearance."
"What trouble are you talking about? That Nightmare Spirit? "
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