Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Drops of a strange chemical fell onto a middle-aged disciple, sizzling as they did. The corpse soon turned into a pool of black goo on the ground.
"This thing has really helped me a lot!" Mo Fan exclaimed, waving the bottle that he took from Yang Qiao earlier. It was definitely a must-bring for anyone who was planning to go on a vacation and kill someone!
After Mo Fan went to the lower level in the Black Vatican's nest, he would conveniently deal with the disciples of the Black Vatican who happened to be alone, and used the black bottle to deal with the corpses. The Black Vatican must be aware that some of their disciples were missing, but since they did not see any corpses, they could not tell if there were any intruders.
Counting the number of disciples he had taken out, the reward he would get from them was only around four million, nothing significant.