Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 428 Sir Whittaker

The Blues Moment

"Hey, hunter, I never thought we'd be working together one day."

Portio and Sam stepped out of the dream portal and into the "Blues Hour".

This place, which should have been a romantic moment, is now completely covered in disgusting slime.

"Damn it, this thing is really annoying."

Potio frowned as he looked at the slime beneath his feet.

Fortunately, he had already shut down his pain perception, so he couldn't feel the burning sensation from the [Destruction Alien].

"Hunter, aren't you in pain?" Potio asked curiously, looking at Sam beside him.

"I have experienced ten thousand times more pain than this," the cold, mechanical voice replied.

Compared to the previous entropy loss syndrome, this suffering is nothing.

"Holy crap, what kind of amazing people are these?" Potio's eyes have been opened today.

The Star Core Hunter, and that self-destructing individual posing as a Sea Ranger—these are more numerous than he has encountered in his many years of cosmic travels.

Suddenly, Potio sensed something and quickly placed his hand on the gun holster at his waist.

"At the twelve o'clock position, there is an old bat with gold trim."

Sam's mechanical eye flashed green light slightly as she looked toward the twelve o'clock position.

An elegant jazz musician was sitting on a violin stool, tuning his violin bow.

That was Sir Whittaker, the head of the Nighthawk family.

Sam cautiously approached, but Sir Whittaker seemed to sense her and abruptly turned his head away.

The face, corroded by the iridescent liquid, came into their view, looking utterly disgusting.

Without saying a word, Potio pulled out his pistol and fired six shots.

"Bang bang bang..."

His revolver barrel was still hot, and six spent cartridges clattered onto the metal stage.

But Sir Whittaker remained seated, the six bullet holes in his body slowly healing.

"His darling is really something else." Potio was extremely concerned.

"Agreement One".

At that moment, Sam rushed over, raising her steel fist and aiming straight for Sir Whittaker's face.

The moment the alloy fist slammed down, Sir Whittaker moved.

He swung his violin, which suddenly flipped into an ornate hand shield, blocking Sam's iron fist.

The shockwave shattered the crystal chandelier, plunging the entire room into darkness.

Before Sam could react, Sir Whittaker suddenly vanished, his tuxedo billowing like bat wings in the rain of glass.

With a clang.

The sound of the jazz cane tapping the ground came, and a rapier popped out from the tip of the cane, stabbing straight at Sam's left hand joint.

"He's got a treasure, be careful, that old bat is not easy to deal with!"

Potio quickly reloaded his magazine and then emptied it.

The revolver's six bullets intercepted the blade with pinpoint accuracy, the bullets striking the blade and exploding into sparks, sending the rapier flying and spinning until it became embedded in the black keys of a piano.

A cold glint flashed in the jazz's gold-rimmed glasses, and as the gloves were removed, the fingernails of the ten fingers that were exposed grew into jet-black hooks.

Its shape is very similar to the claws of an owl.

The claws tore through the air, leaving five black marks, and Sam's arm armor was ripped with deep grooves.

Dark green rust spots were spreading along the cut edges!

"This poison can actually corrode steel?"

Sam quickly created some distance and checked his wound.

Surprisingly, the SAM armor was breached.

"Honey, don't get distracted!"

Potio fired six more bullets, sending flames flying in the darkness.

Jazz flipped and twirled, dodging all the bullets with extremely tricky angles, and leaped to the top of the spinning coffee cup, the sound of his boots striking the cup like a fencing signal.

Thirty coffee cups suddenly shattered, and the scalding liquid condensed into black coffee arrows that shot towards Portio.

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Sorry, I will revise it later. I haven't been feeling well these past few days and am currently undergoing treatment.