Danseru screamed in pain.

Next to him was Butcher. He had already taken out his ax to cut the Forerunner’s body in half.

Alex then reminded them, “I remember now! You have to chop off a Forerunner’s head to kill it completely.”

Butcher lifted his ax and chopped the head off.

Shift—

Danseur took his pants off and noticed that his wound had blackened. Shocked, he exclaimed, “It’s poison. Oh sh*t, I won’t become one of the Shura’s death army, right?”

Everyone looked extremely gloomy. Alex then formed a talisman in his hand and jumped into the Zharvakko formation circle he just made.

Shing—

Rays of red light glistened as a formation circle with talismans floating around formed on the ground.

Alex said, “Don’t worry, just stand in here, and you’ll be better in a bit.”

Danseur hopped into the circle immediately.

At the same time, Alex felt as if flows of wishing power were being inserted into his body. Not just one, but ten. That meant that everyone except Snow had given Alex so