Gifts from the Gods
Translator: CKtalon
"My head is spinning…" Liu Yun felt dizzy. His legs seemed to go limp and he couldn't stand properly.
Just as Zhou Wen was about to say something, he heard a boom. The crystal chandelier above him turned into a 7.
Zhou Wen and Li Xuan exchanged looks as their expressions turned solemn.
It was difficult to come up with a countermeasure in advance without knowing what the countdown meant.
I'll deal with those flower trees first. Zhou Wen held the golden revolver and shot at the flowers that the Death Harbinger Crow didn't caw at. A few bullets penetrated them.
Liu Yun was a little dizzy from the curse. His nose was still bleeding, so he couldn't afford to snatch the items.
The flowers fell and transformed into different shapes that headed for Zhou Wen.
One of them looked like a necklace, while another looked like a ring. He couldn't tell what the other four were, but their shapes were rather strange.