"Outlander, aren't you still going to hand over your two remaining companions?"
The masked old man shook his cane and stared at Wang Yu, who was looking at them motionlessly. He asked Wang Yu in a low and unpleasant voice with a persuasive tone, as if he wanted to use his words to make Wang Yu choose the "correct" action.
"..."
Wang Yu didn't say a word, just stood silently, facing the people in scarlet clan masks who surrounded him.
"My patience is limited. If you just stand like this, I won't..."
"Cough cough cough, vomit!"
The old man's tone became irritated, but suddenly, the masked man next to him began to cough violently, and the sound interrupted the old man's threatening words.
"What's wrong with you, stand up, we have to deal with this foreigner."
A masked man next to the old man fell to his knees on the ground as if he suddenly lost strength. He supported his body with his hands and kept making coughing and vomiting sounds.
The old man didn't react at first, so he hit the other person's head with his crutch, trying to make him get up quickly, and surrounded Wang Yu like the other masked people, but the condition of the fallen masked person changed after the old man hit him on the head. A more serious deterioration occurred.
Some messy things began to spurt out from its mouth. Undigested food mixed with stinky smell and bright red blood was sprayed to the ground. In addition to blood and undigested food, there were also some brown-looking things. Something like hair was mixed in it.
He grabbed his own throat with both hands and kept hitting the ground with his chest. The masked man seemed to want to get something out of his body.
However, it was obvious that he was unable to do anything because of his weak body. His struggle gradually subsided, and the masked man fell face down in a puddle of disgusting and bloody filth that he had spit out. He did not know whether he was alive or dead.
"Ugh!..."
Other masked people around the old man also began to show similar symptoms, first coughing up blood and vomiting, and then the condition worsened at an extremely fast speed.
The low-level trainee knights and below almost lost the ability to move within a few minutes, while the mid-level trainee knights and above were still beating their chests and throats uncomfortably, struggling constantly, and it seemed that they would be relieved for a while. Not completely unable to move.
"What's going on? What's wrong with you!?"
The old man turned his head whose face was covered by the mask incomprehensibly, looked at the fallen masked people around him, and asked in surprise.
No one answered him. The masked men seemed to have not spoken at all since just now. Even if they were infected by the poisonous mist released by Wang Yu, they only made meaningless coughs and hums. It was natural for the old man to ask at this moment. Got no answer.
"It's you! It's you, a damn foreigner, who did this, right? How could the Scarlet Clan be offended by a foreigner? Those who are not completely dead, get up and fight!"
The old man's surprise gradually turned into anger. Without any analysis, he directly identified Wang Yu as the culprit that caused all this. Fortunately, he hit the right one.
"..." Wang Yu still maintained the good habit of not having any useless conversations during battle. He remained silent and just stared at the old man and the masked people who fell around him one by one, with some thoughts in his eyes.
"Crippling Poison Mist", this is the name of the poison Wang Yu released just now. It is a relatively basic poison. The main difficulty in making it is its colorless and odorless nature, which is difficult to detect without extraordinary power.
The toxicity itself is relatively basic. The poison will penetrate through the skin and enter the capillaries, and then reach various parts of the body through the skin, a component that covers the whole body.
Various harmful substances among them will quickly paralyze the muscles and respiratory system of the poisoned person. The inability to breathe and uncontrollable vomiting are the symptoms of being poisoned by this poison.
People whose physiques are not strong enough to expel these components from their bodies will end up with complete loss of mobility, paralyzed and unable to do anything.
After Wang Yu's chariot power confirmed the malicious intent of this group of Scarlet Clan members, he had already enveloped these unobservable people.
The poison of feeling spread out.
The surrounding woods were actually completely covered by the disabling poisonous mist. As long as Wang Yu thought about it, any enemy within this range would be completely surrounded by the poison of the Chariot Power Envoy in a very short period of time. .
"Boom!"
The old man swung his cane suddenly and hit the head of the cane on the ground with a muffled sound.
What changed with this sound was the state of those masked men whose strength was above that of trainee knights.
They no longer struggled on the ground and made strange and uncomfortable noises, but swayed and followed the old man's words to stand up from the ground. Ignoring the effect of the disabling poisonous mist, they rushed towards Wang Yu, who was standing still.
Some of the masked men had already raised the spears in their hands and swung them towards Wang Yu's position, while others with bladed weapons were still running towards Wang Yu to surround and kill him.
"The state of these guys is very wrong. The pain caused by the disabling poisonous fog should be enough to make them scream. Even if a strong-willed person can endure it, it is impossible for so many people to be like this..."
Wang Yu thought silently, his movements not slowing down because of his thinking.
The power of the chariot exploded, and the speed of several spears shot at him suddenly slowed down. They advanced less than one meter and then stopped in the air.
With a wave of his hand, the spear flew back upside down, and was continuously accelerated by the power of the chariot in the air. Its kinetic energy increased sharply, and it was much faster than when it was shot at Wang Yu.
Those who threw the spear masks probably did not expect that Wang Yu, an enemy who was obviously a knight, could have such a method. They did not react at all, and their bodies were instantly shot through by the spears they threw in the opposite direction.
The sharp spearhead pierced the chest, smashed the bones, tore the internal organs and flesh, and nailed several masked men to the ground diagonally.
Throwing back the spears to kill the original owners of these spears, Wang Yu's figure blurred and began to move at high speed.
The relatively weak fighting spirit and the tyrannical body that had already touched the threshold of a great knight, or actually stepped into the realm of a great knight, worked together to slow Wang Yu down to the speed of this group of masked men who were not as powerful as formal knights. Uncatchable.
The ground exploded, and his figure blurred into an afterimage. When he reappeared, Wang Yu had already appeared behind a masked man. The two of them seemed to be back to back. The next moment, a backhand elbow hit the masked man directly. His spine was broken, and his whole body looked bent.
Without stopping, he exerted force on his arm muscles and ripped the air with a simple straight punch, blasting forward.
"Crack, click!"
The fist smashed the neck of a masked man in front of him mercilessly. The head and body were separated on the spot. The body fell forward due to inertia, and the head flew back to an unknown place.
The right hand paused slightly after punching, and the left hand grabbed at the waist at this moment. The power of the chariot handed the fully assembled broken meteorite iron blade to Wang Yu's hand. The left hand that had received what he needed suddenly swiped forward, and the cold and sharp blade flashed forward. Sweeping across Wang Yu's body.
"Pfft!"
Two more masked men beside them were killed on the spot, and the extremely sharp blade cut their bodies into two parts from their waists.
Nearly half of the dozen or so masked men died in a few moments. This was the gap in strength. The ten-fold numerical gap had no chance of making up for the difference in strength between the apprentice knight and the master knight.
Wang Yu's strength at this time is no longer what it used to be. The physical strength of the junior knight, the uniqueness of the body, the power of the chariot, and a series of other methods can be regarded as surpassing the "strong man" in various kingdoms. "The existence of this conceptual threshold.
He casually picked up two blades from the ground, curved his arms to charge up, and threw them out. The electric blades flew at a speed that the masked men could not catch. White shadows flashed past, and the two masked men fell to the ground holding their throats.
The power of the chariot was exerted on Wang Yu's adjusted flying knives, and he made slight adjustments based on the original flight direction, causing the two flying knives to draw a beautiful and bloody trajectory in the air, passing between the remaining masked men. However, the necks of several masked people were directly wiped off at once.
"Whizzing!"
From the woods behind Wang Yu, two arrows flashing green
The arrow flew out, pierced the mask, and poured into the heads of the last two masked men of the Scarlet Clan. In less than a minute, the dozen or so enemies that had originally surrounded them were all killed, and their bodies fell around. .
The only one left alive was the old masked man who looked a little at a loss.
Wang Yu walked towards the other party. The other party acted extremely frightened and kept retreating away from Wang Yu. However, the power of the extended chariot was already controlling the ground under the opponent's feet, firmly holding the feet of the retreating masked old man. Imprisoned above the ground.
Wang Yu didn't intend to kill anyone, but since the other party must impose their clan's rules on him, he wouldn't be polite at all.
They had no problem with Wang Yu using the rules themselves, but not if they were imposed on him.
There are quite a few races and kingdoms that impose their own rules on others, but this requires a prerequisite: the fist is hard enough and the strength is strong enough. In this case, one's own rules can become rules that others must abide by.
This group of masked men from the Scarlet Clan have no idea of their own strength, they want others to abide by their rules, and their death is purely self-inflicted.
Wang Yu walked up to the masked old man and grabbed the man's robe, which was different from the other masked men's naked upper body.
He tore it apart, revealing the old man's body that was not covered by clothes. Wang Yu focused his eyes on the other man's body.
It's not that Wang Yu has that kind of hobby. What he is doing at the moment is just to figure out a reason why the old man ignored his poison.
The old man had not shown any sign of being poisoned from just now until now. You must know that Wang Yu had covered it with poison indiscriminately, which made him want to know why.
"I see. It's a miracle that such a body can still move. What on earth is that ancestral spirit of your Scarlet Clan?"
Wang Yu muttered to himself. When he saw the old man's body, he understood that the poison was ineffective.
The old man's body can be summed up in this word. The skinny body is covered with wounds of eroded flesh and blood. They are of different sizes and shapes. The muscles and skin are broken and rotten, revealing the insides which are yellow in color and sticky with disgusting thick slurry. Skeleton, I don’t know how this guy can move like this.
But it's understandable that they are all rotten to death and are not affected by the poison at all.
Wang Yu planned to see how the ancestral spirit of the Scarlet Clan knew they were coming, and how it turned their clan members into such ghostly shapes.
This mess is actually not similar to the corruption described by Holo, but in Wang Yu's opinion, there should be a connection between the two.
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In the elven capital Liaheim, in the Tree of Life, in the courtyard of "Eden Plains", in the huts where the elders were stationed, an elven elder looked at a message passed by an elven ranger standing and waiting outside the house. When writing a letter, he slowly rubbed the paper with his fingers. This was his habit when thinking.
"It's Moira. If it's the information she sent, it needs to be confirmed, although the content of the letter itself seems to have little credibility."
The Elf elder stuffed the letter back into the envelope, put it on the table, and muttered to himself.
This letter was sent to the elder by Wang Yu and Aviya through the relationship between Moira and the elves.
The content is about what they know about the corruption of the Sorensen Mountains, and their speculations about the reason why the corruption has not spread over the years.
Among them, Wang Yu mentioned the part about the devil. In fact, during the Aleister Hell Gate incident, when Wang Yu faced off with the devil in Purnia's body in the spiritual space, he asked him about it. Devil, are they responsible for the corruption of the Sorensen Mountains?
The other party admitted it at the time, and even "kindly" told Wang Yu that it was the "Devil Three".
However, if you don’t understand the devil and believe what it says, that is really the most stupid thing. If you dare to believe whatever the devil says, then you are basically not far from death, so Wang Yu has no idea at all. take each other's
He took his words seriously and probably only mentioned it in the letter.
"Devil...How could such an existence hidden in the shadows of history be so common? Other information is somewhat possible, but in this regard, it is just too fanciful."
The elf elder shook his head slightly. When he noticed that the devil was mentioned in the letter, his doubts about the credibility of the message in the letter unknowingly escalated to a higher level.
"However, we should not be careless when it comes to the tree of life. Since it is speculated that the tree of life has been providing vitality to this "corruption" that is not sure whether it exists for so many years, then there must be roots transporting this vitality..."
"Take a group of elven rangers who previously dealt with the activated roots to investigate whether the Tree of Life has any roots extending to the Sorensen Mountains."
The elf elder made a decision and gave the order to the elf rangers waiting outside the house.
After receiving the order, the other party immediately took action.
