Chapter 2890 The First Night

Portia was horrified.

This was the first time a knife was put to her neck.

It felt like I was going to die in the next moment.

In fact, this is how ordinary people react.

At the dinner table, Portia kept staring at Gevora.

"What are you doing? Do you still want to try to sneak attack me?" Jefla asked.

"Refla, have you ever killed someone with that move?"

Jefla thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, in fact this trick is not easy to use."

Jefla had killed people, but not many.

A few years ago, she once broke into the lair of a group of people who believed in dragons as their gods.

I killed three people at that time.

That was the only time she did it.

After all, Refla is a dragon slayer, not a real killer.

"How did you see that thing I released...that anger?"

Jevola shook her head: "It's not about seeing, it's about sensing."

"Perception? Which sense organ is used?"

Gevra realized that when she discussed this topic with Portia, she was completely talking to a cow.

"Portia, when did you develop this ability?"

"This morning."

"Okay, I understand. Let's go to bed early tonight." Jevola stood up.

"We haven't finished dinner yet. Do you want me to go to bed early?"

At this time, Jevola pulled out a box from the cabinet next to her.

Portia had seen this box several times, but didn't take it too seriously.

After all, Refla didn't hide it, so Portia didn't think there was anything wrong with this suitcase.

However, when Jevora opened the suitcase.

Portia was shocked to see all kinds of firearms, sabers, grenades, and some strange and incomprehensible instruments.

"What...what is this for?"

"There might be some trouble tonight." Jefla wasn't too sure.

She didn't know how to tell whether Portia was on the first night, the second night, or the third night.

Chen Zhao is more professional in this kind of thing.

But Revla didn't want to find Chen Zhao.

And this matter is still Portia's business.

If Chen Zhao knew that Portia had intended to sneak attack him.

Who knows if Chen Zhao would throw Portia into the Amazon rainforest.

Jefla had no doubt whether Chen Zhao would do this.

"Are you sure you're not planning to rob a bank?" Portia looked at the things that Jevola took out.

And Revula also started to assemble the firearms and install the barrels.

After watching this series of operations, Portia's scalp felt numb.

"The banks are not as rich as our boss's family...well, it's more practical to rob the bank."

Jefla would occasionally make little jokes like this.

"Anyway, you go to bed early tonight, and nothing will happen after you wake up."

"Are you serious? I'm going to be in trouble?"

"Small problems, I will solve them."

"What's wrong with me? I don't have any enemies, right? My biggest enemy is our boss."

"You're wrong, that's not an enemy, that's a creditor." Jevola sat down on the spot, as if this position was more comfortable: "Help me lift the box from under the kitchen cabinet... By the way, please be gentler. take."

"What's inside?"

"You don't want to know," Jefla said.

"Then if I accidentally hit my weight...will it explode?"

"No, but something bad will definitely happen."

When Gefla opened the box, Portia found that the box was filled with bottles and cans.

There were various liquids inside, and Portia thought it might be some kind of chemical liquid.

However, Refla opened one of the bottles directly, wiped the mouth of the bottle with her finger, then put her finger to her mouth and licked it.

"Well...it's not broken."

"What kind of water is this? Can you drink it?"

"Holy water."

"Haha..." Portia smelled it, obviously not believing what Jevola said.

"What is this bottle? Coke?"

Gevula took a look and quickly snatched the bottle from Portia's hand.

Although this one comes in a Coke bottle.

But the black liquid inside is not Coke.

"You can't put this in your mouth. Also, don't get in the way here. Many of the things I have here are dangerous goods."

"You put this in your mouth and you told me it's dangerous? Where is the danger?"

"This is the necromancy fluid. If you don't want to go crazy, you'd better stay away from it."

Portia was very interested: "Then what's the point of soaking bullets in Coke? Can it make the bullets more powerful?"

"I said, this is not cola, it is Necromantic Liquid. Necromantic Liquid is highly poisonous to all living things, even spiritual bodies. Ordinary bullets can cause great trauma to spiritual bodies after being soaked in Necromantic Liquid. "

"Okay, Necromantic Liquid, how does this Necromantic Liquid taste?"

Revula rolled her eyes, and then said: "Put your index finger between your eyebrows and look carefully into the bottle."

"What's the point of doing this?" Although Portia didn't understand, she still did it.

But the next moment, she saw what seemed to be thousands of empty faces in the bottle, wailing and struggling in the bottle.

"Ah...what is this?"

"It seems you already understand." Jevola took back the bottle.

"What on earth is this?" Portia asked with a pale face and lingering fear.

"You don't want to know the refining process." Jefla said calmly.

"Okay, it seems I need to take a nap, my head hurts a little." Portia rubbed her brows, got up and went back to her room.

…

Portia lay in bed early.

As the clouds filled her eyes, Portia suddenly sat up from the bed.

She found that the floor beside her bed was covered with flowers.

The whole room was filled with a strong floral fragrance.

"Dream?" Portia looked confused.

No, if you are in a dream, it is impossible to realize that you are dreaming.

Portia shook her head, trying to clear herself up.

But the surrounding walls and floors are still colorful.

Portia pinched the back of her hand. No pain?

It's really a dream.

boom--

Suddenly, a gunshot exploded in my ears.

Portia started and opened her eyes suddenly.

Then I found myself still lying on the bed.

And sitting on his body was a child.

The child only had half a head, and black liquid was coming out of the gap in his head.

"Ah..." Portia screamed.

In the next moment, a foot kicked over the child who was lying on Portia.

"Portia, you'd better calm down." Gevra's voice came.

Portia looked at Jevola next to her: "Revola...what's going on? What happened?"

Jevula was fully armed at the moment, and the pistol in her hand was still smoking.

It seemed that she had blown off half of that weird child's head.

"We might be in trouble," Jefla said.

"Trouble? What trouble? That child..."

"That's the spirit of nightmares, which is a type of nightmare. You look at it like a child, but it's just what it shows you. It will appear in everyone's dreams with the most harmless appearance, but you definitely don't want to See what it really looks like.”

"What trouble are you talking about? That nightmare spirit?"