Chapter 137 You Guys Disappoint Me
Osmond felt touched when he heard that.
Looks like the injuries I’ve sustained today are worth it!
With tears rolling down his face, he said, “Be careful, Your Highness. There are three of them in total, so they should be hiding nearby.”
Emrys nodded. “I know.”
He had long since detected three hostile energies targeting him, but he didn’t panic at all. Instead, he proceeded to stop Osmond’s bleeding before he stood up and asked, “Well? I’m here, aren’t I? What are you guys waiting for?”
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Those words had barely left Emrys‘ mouth when three pale men came swooping down from the roof.
“So, you’re the guy who killed Wilfred?” they asked while eyeing Emrys from head to toe.
“You obviously already know the answer to your question.” Emrys then scanned them with his eyes and continued with a smile, “How interesting. Did you three come all the way here to bring me ingredients?”
I’m detecting an aura similar to that of a seven–colored centipede from their bodies. If my guess is correct, then they should be carrying a scorpion, a toad, and a lizard respectively. Combine those three with the snake and the centipede, and I will have gathered all five poisons. Though the five poisons may be poisonous, they can be turned into herbs with medical properties after being processed with a special technique. Did these three come here just to provide me with the three ingredients?
The three men exploded with anger when they heard that. They leaped into the air in unison and sprayed a nasty poisonous fog at Emrys.
Emrys dodged the incoming attack with ease, grabbed Osmond by the shoulder, and dragged him to a safe location before running into the green poisonous fog.
The three men sneered when they saw that. “Ha! He doesn’t even realize that he’s going to get himself killed!”
That poisonous fog was something their mentor, Skorpios, had spent dozens of years creating. Inhaling just a tiny bit of it was enough to kill even Manifestor grandmasters if they did not receive the antidote
in time.
As such, they believed Emrys would surely die when he charged right into the poisonous fog.
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