I work as a sorcerer in the US, and my side hustle is building Gundams.

Twelve seconds later, the two policemen suddenly found that the pain they were experiencing suddenly subsided!

It's like a runner carrying heavy loads suddenly having the lead weights off their body – so exhilarating!

They immediately stood up in surprise, checked their bodies from head to toe, and found that there was no injury at all!

There was just an indescribable stinging pain, like cactus thorns embedded in my flesh.

"Hey, guys, who let you guys sneak away?"

"bump!"

The burly policeman suddenly noticed the two black men scrambling towards the alley ahead. He immediately drew his pistol from his waist, held it with both hands, and fired a shot at them!

"what!"

The fat man's right calf was grazed by a bullet, and he immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, trying to escape while we're in trouble? I think you're deliberately resisting arrest, you really don't want to live!"

The skinny policeman ran two steps to catch up, and kicked the short black man who was kneeling on the ground with his hands raised again, knocking him to the ground once more.

He was about to rush up and deliver another kick when suddenly the intense pain from before returned to him!

"Corrosion Technique!"

"Curse of Weakness!"

Yu unleashed another skill on the two of them, and even added a Weakness Curse as a follow-up!

"Run now!"

This used up 100 points of his mana. Although he still had 50 points left, enough to cast a Corruption spell on one person and take them away completely.

But in the end, Lynn suppressed his violent impulse, cast a Weakness Curse, grabbed Mike, and ran away from the scene as if fleeing.

After all, after this attack, the opponent's health was less than 1/3, and they were already in a critical condition. In addition, the Weakness Curse added 100 kilograms of weight to each of them, which was enough to make them so painful that they couldn't even open their eyes or lift their guns.

This is the best time to escape.

Meanwhile, the two black men also noticed the strange behavior of the two policemen. Having already anticipated their fate if they stayed any longer, they immediately helped each other up and ran with all their might away from this place of life and death.

[You successfully escaped the skeleton guards of Stratholme and rescued two wandering orcs using Corruption and Curse of Weakness. Corruption skill +20%, Curse of Weakness skill +20, character experience +20, Survivor reputation +20, all current faction reputations are neutral.]

You have earned the title of "Cataclysmic Defender," which increases your chances of gaining favor with Cataclysmic Survivors.

……

The two ran wildly for a long distance before finally stopping at a street corner, panting heavily with their hands on their knees.

"Phew, that was close. I almost died there. Those two cops are definitely corrupt. There must be something they want on that dead Tom. And the fact that they attacked those two black men first instead of us is definitely not due to racial discrimination."

Lynn, panting heavily, spoke to Mike beside him.

"It's just... the order in which they hunted their prey. They didn't guess that we already knew they wouldn't let us go... Wait, what kind of look is that?"

As soon as Lynn straightened up, she noticed that Mike was looking at her strangely.

That's not the kind of weird behavior you get when a pervert accidentally sleeps with his own wife.

It was something strange that happened when someone went out to urinate and looked up to see an alien flying saucer floating above their head.

"Lynn, I've felt something was off about you for a long time..."

Mike caught his breath and stared intently at Lynn.

"Me? Heh, what could be wrong with me? You're being too sensitive, Mike. Come on, let's find a good place to eat and calm our nerves."

Lynn wanted to brush the matter off, so she reached out and pulled him toward a fast food restaurant on the side of the street.

But it didn't move after dragging it twice.

"I was a little confused from the beginning about why he suddenly seemed to have a mountain on his back and went limp during that fight with Thomas."

"Besides, I've known you for three months, and you've never shown any ability to create antidotes. Back then, so many people around us died from overdoses of enhancers, and you didn't try to save them. But then, suddenly, you did!"

"And this time..."

Mike raised his hand and rubbed his temples hard a few times, as if trying to stay fully awake and recall what had just happened.

"You even told me beforehand not to be surprised no matter what happens!"

"Then the two policemen suddenly clutched their heads and rolled on the ground in agony!"

Mike clutched his head in his hands and shouted in disbelief.

"What exactly did you do to them? Did you suddenly acquire witchcraft? A voodoo curse, or some kind of Eastern magic?"

He stared blankly at the homeless man he had spent more than three months with. He thought he knew him very well, but he was surprised to find that there were so many things about him that he couldn't understand at all!

"this……"

Lynn scratched his nose, unsure how to tell him.

"Or are you a devout follower of Satan, capable of summoning Satanic spirits to gain special abilities?"

Mike believes in British Satanism, which differs from the American Satanism that emphasizes sexual activity and drug use during worship. This sect places more emphasis on invoking Satanic spirits through rituals to gain special abilities.

Simply put, it's about inviting a deity to possess you and then using the powers of an evil spirit.

Lynn's actions just now perfectly matched his understanding of this doctrine, making him unable to help but doubt his friend beside him.

"No, of course not!"

Lynn immediately denied it.

He wanted to escape the threat of being killed and transform from a homeless person back into a normal citizen with official status.

Lynn absolutely must not have any connection with this notorious sect in the United States!

Keep in mind that over 90% of the people here are devout Christians!

Although the modern Satanic system was founded by Anton Ravi in ​​San Francisco, USA in 1966, it does not regard Satan as an entity, but only as a spiritual symbol of rebellion against bondage. Its foundation is atheism, emphasizing human self-awareness and freedom.

But these Christians don't care about any of that!

Once you find out you are a follower of this heretical religion represented by the greatest demon in the Bible.

That would essentially mean actively cutting oneself off from mainstream society.

Mike felt betrayed by America because his insurance was suddenly cut off, so he voluntarily abandoned his Christian faith and began to believe in Satan.

But he didn't share his cynicism and madness. He wanted to climb out of this quagmire through his own efforts, become a normal person with good credit, and then earn enough money to buy a plane ticket back to Dongda University.

"My dear friend Mike, it seems it's time to tell you my true identity."

After all, he was my closest companion and most trustworthy friend since I transmigrated to this world.

Lynn never intended to keep it a secret from him. As he leveled up and gained more warlock skills, it would definitely make him feel strange.

Secondly, after so many collaborations and partnerships, the two had long become inseparable contact partners, and Lynn never intended to keep it a secret from him forever.

"True identity? Lynn, you scare me. What are you trying to tell me?"

Mike frowned, his body beginning to tremble slightly as he recalled the two policemen collapsing in agony earlier.

"Ahem, actually..."

Lynn cleared his throat, straightened his chest, and spoke about the explanation of his superpowers that he had been conceiving for some time and had finally finalized.

"I am actually a..."

"Witch doctor".