A Special Expedition Team

Matthew flashed to the back of his opponent and pressed his right hand against the back of his neck.

"Do you want to see if my Touch of Death will work?

"If you don't want to gamble, don't move!"

The other party's entire body was tense as if he was unwilling.

But in the next second.

When 177 appeared in front of him with a huge musket in his hand.

Matthew could clearly feel that the latter had lost the desire to resist.

His body rapidly softened, and some mud and mucus even fell off his surface.

Matthew guessed that it was only used to disguise its appearance.

"Look, I still have to make a move."

177 pointed the barrel of the giant musket at the person who came, then said to Matthew,

" This guy knows what's good for him. My gun has a constant channelling spell. Once I fire, it will hit your body with a 100% chance. At that time, if you want to leave your corpse intact, you'll have to use the recover spell…"