Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 47: Feiyin's Generosity
Different from the zombies whose souls were completely corroded by toxins, Wagner still retained his original wisdom when he turned into a corrupted one. The facts before my eyes proved that when a genius with a head full of brilliant and crazy ideas suddenly has a strong body that never wears out and starts to try to use his intelligence a little bit for fighting, he will immediately become a powerful enemy that everyone will find difficult.
Seeing us wielding weapons and rushing towards him, Wagner threw away the large cloak that had been wrapped around him, revealing his broken upper body that had been corroded to the point where mottled bone-colored skin was visible everywhere. He did not carry any weapons for self-defense. In fact, he only had one piece of armor left from head to toe—if a pair of tattered trousers with yellow stains from corpse water could be called "armor."
Just when we all thought he was going to defend against our attack with his bare hands, he did something that I totally didn't expect: he inserted his hands deep into his chest through the rotten wounds on his body. The yellow-white rotten flesh gently squirmed as his arms trembled, and a large handful of sewage with a rotten stench sprayed out from his wounds. After a moment, he seemed to have grasped something, and then pulled it out with both hands...
"I will grant you eternity, you pathetic reptiles who are holding back the flow of history!"
Wagner screamed loudly, his eyes filled with crazy red light, and he instantly tore open his chest with his hands, pulling out two thin ribs from his body. Two large holes were immediately torn open in his chest, and it became a bloody mess. Through the hole on the left, I could still vaguely see his heart . His heart was barely hanging there by a few blood vessels, and it had become completely stiff and black, without the slightest pulse, and it only swayed back and forth with the movement of his body.
Perhaps transformed by the toxin, his bones were white and tough. One end of the bone had mutated into a sharp spike, and the edge that bent inward had also become as sharp as a blade, with a faint .
For a moment, this horrifying scene made me feel a little scared, and this feeling made me a little uneasy. In order to cover up the vulnerability that was sprouting in my heart, I hastily swung my sword. The blade slashed at Wagner's shoulder blade, making a clanging sound like it was hitting a stone. Such a panic attack obviously could not have a good result, and he only lost 120 points of life.
Wagner didn't dodge or evade my attack. His eyes were fixed, but a red light in his eye sockets shone across my face with no good intentions. He laughed coldly, and the bone blade in his left hand stabbed straight into my chest. Like all the other corrupted ones, his movements were a little stiff, and the joints of his arms and wrists always gave people a sense of incoordination and sluggishness, but his movements were much more agile and swift than theirs, making it difficult for me to resist.
I subconsciously raised the shield in my left hand and barely blocked his counterattack, but the bone blade in his right hand immediately chopped at me. The sharp bone blade tore my left arm and viciously scraped away 83 points of life - not only that, a cold and numb touch penetrated into my body from the wound, and quickly spread throughout my body with the flow of blood. Suddenly, a demon named "weakness" pounced on me and continuously squeezed my physical strength out of my body. I felt my strength was rapidly fading away, and the weapon in my hand became heavier. Not only was the attack power significantly weakened, but the defense ability that I had always been proud of was also reduced to a shameful level - without any attack skills, Wagner only needed to use a normal attack to consume nearly 200 points of my life.
"Be careful, his weapon is poisonous!" I was so weak that I was obviously no longer capable of attracting the enemy's attack. I escaped from the circle, quickly drank a large bottle of healing potion to restore my life, and shouted a warning to my comrades.
"Uh... I already know!" As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the poisoned Chang Sanjiao, with his face full of green, escaping from the battle array in a very embarrassed manner with his big belly sticking out. This fat man, with only one-third of his health left, showed his tenacious desire to survive and amazing willpower at the critical moment of life and death: in such a serious "weak" state, he could actually run so fast with his heavy fat body, which really made people feel sincerely admired...
"Are you still men? You let a girl take on this all by herself? I only have a light armor!" Yan Zhen, who had to fight at close range with an axe because she had run out of ammunition, complained loudly with a look of grievance. But what she said was one thing, but what she did was completely different: this thin and beautiful long-haired female elf swung the huge axe, which was more than half wider than her shoulders, fiercely and heroically at Wagner's body, and every blow made him spurt out a large amount of blood - this is also a question that I have always been puzzled about: where did so much blood come from in this rotten body that was already rotten all over? And it was all fresh red blood?
Fortunately, not every attack by Wagner would produce the "weak" toxic effect, so the Yan Zhen still maintained a healthy body, and the loss of vitality was not as rapid as that of me and the Yangtze River Delta. Behind her, the most reliable battlefield doctor I have ever seen, Rabbit Cha Cha, was sparing no effort to treat its master - this was also one of the main reasons why the elf trainer was able to face Wagner's crazy attacks and support it alone until now.
Many people say that soul magic is the most magical spell in the world, containing many eternal mysteries that modern magic theory has not been able to explain. One of the most unsolvable mysteries is this: no matter how weak, young or old the magician is, no matter how hard the ground is, the magical soul casters can always easily insert the totem pole firmly into the ground with the strength of their hands, and they never make mistakes.
Just like now, a big carrot carrying the power of life totem is inserted diagonally in front of Rabbit Cha Cha, flashing the radiance of life. Can anyone explain to me how this little white rabbit, which is only the size of a palm, inserted a fresh and tender carrot into the snowy mountain ice that is harder than steel and has not melted for thousands of years?
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"That's right, it's too much, it's simply a shame for us men!" As a couple who love each other, Xian Ge Ya Yi obviously blindly and unconditionally supports any of Yan Zhen's opinions - or more accurately, it should be echoing them. This shameless guy accused us with confidence while standing at least twenty steps away and shooting at the mutant Wagner with a bow and arrow. He didn't seem to realize that his behavior could hardly be considered "the pride of us men"...
In any case, the attack power of "Decay Fanatic" Wagner is definitely not comparable to that of the stupid Sasquatch on the snowy mountain. Even with the full support of Rabbit Chacha, the vitality of the wild goose formation is still decreasing at a rapid rate, and the toxin that caused my "weak" state has not yet subsided. The situation is very unfavorable to us. We can hardly guarantee that we can survive the battle with Wagner, let alone defeat him within the specified time.
Soon, the geese were also poisoned by Wagner and entered a "weak" state. Their vitality was depleted even more drastically, and they could not hold on for much longer. I felt a flame of anxiety and despair burning my lungs, and a strange anger blocked my chest, like a strong poison, almost destroying my sanity.
Yes, I felt angry. This anger was not directed at Wagner, at his bigotry and stupidity in insisting on using the cruelest methods to "benefit the world", but at myself. I could only watch all of this happen before my eyes, but I was completely powerless to stop it and change it. I could only drag my weak body and watch the most brutal terror in the history of the world completely erupt in front of me. The omniscient and omnipotent gods gave me a great responsibility, but I did not have the ability to match it. How could I not be angry?
At this moment, I am angry and can only be angry - angry at my own incompetence; angry at my own weakness.
At this moment, I really wanted to forget all my responsibilities to save all living beings, abandon all those noble obligations to protect the survival of billions of lives on the continent, and throw my body in front of the sharp and violent bone blades, let them end my life happily, and free me from the heavy pressure on my heart. I would rather die in the fearless and frenzied fight, and let my life spark a heroic spark at the last moment - in fact, I almost did this, until Feiyin stopped me in time.
"Wild Goose Formation, hold on, hold on for a while longer..." Fei Yin waved her hand and promptly added a layer of "Ice Armor" to the elven female beast tamer, temporarily increasing her defense, and then hurriedly shouted to me, "...Kid! Come to me! Quick!"
When I rushed to her side, she had her head buried in her backpack, rummaging around in panic, and kept muttering, "It's not here... It's not here... Damn it, why can't I find it the more anxious I am?"
"What on earth are you looking for?" Seeing the Yan formation gradually losing strength under Wagner's attack, the weak Chang Sanjiao rushed forward and slashed the enemy twice before fleeing in terror again. I was so anxious that I wanted to rush forward and stab Wagner a few times, but Feiyin was still wasting time in a daze. I couldn't hold back my inner impatience and yelled at her head.
"What are you yelling at! Can't you see I'm busy?" Our respected president raised her head angrily, her eyebrows raised, her eyes wide open, and roared back with a voice as loud as a dragon. Looking at her fierce eyes like a knife, I suddenly felt a chill running down my back. I wisely shrank my neck and stood aside without saying a word.
Patience and silence are two valuable virtues , especially when you are standing next to a busy woman - you know, sometimes they will save your life.
"Aha, I finally found it..." After a few seconds, Fei Yin raised her head with a cry of joy, holding two large bundles of silver-gray potions in her hands, and then stuffed them into my arms without saying anything, still chattering:
"…Luckily I brought enough potions. I almost emptied the entire pharmacy for this mission. I didn't know what would happen, but I bought a lot of everything. Finally, they came in handy…"
She stuffed more than thirty bottles of "Strength Potions" in my hands. Although this healing potion cannot restore lost health points after taking it, it can instantly relieve multiple adverse conditions such as weakness, dizziness and fainting. As an advanced medical potion, each bottle is worth one and a half gold coins.
"Mr. President..." Holding the pile of potions, I said hesitantly, "...What are the prices of these things?"
"You're still asking this at this time..." Fei Yin looked at my puzzled expression and couldn't help but feel angry and anxious, "...If we get wiped out here, we won't be able to complete the guild missions later! These potions have been reimbursed at public expense..."
The image of the president instantly became extremely tall in my eyes: when the world was in great trouble, the light of her soul finally blossomed with a splendid splendor rarely seen in a lifetime, and her generosity and generosity illuminated the way forward for the world. Perhaps there will be a day when people in later generations recall this critical moment and praise this great woman with admiration:
In the darkest hour before dawn, Fei Yin donated her precious property for the survival and reproduction of the entire world without considering personal gain or asking for anything in return. Her generosity will become a model for the whole world!
Why do I find this so ironic?
Anyway, I was deeply moved by Feiyin's unusual generosity at this critical moment. My eyes were slightly moist, and my voice was choked with sobs:
"Mr. President...you..."
"Stop talking nonsense. Can't you see they can't hold on any longer..." Before I could finish, Miss Feiyin couldn't wait to kick me hard on the butt. "...Hold him back. If anything happens, I won't forgive you...Changjiang Delta, get over here. I have something to give you..."
With the potion in hand, my heart is filled with passion and pride. I am not fighting alone. No matter when or what kind of opponent I face, my friends are standing with me, facing the dangers ahead side by side. Holding the sword firmly in my hand, I bravely step forward. The enemy's weapon flashes with dangerous cold light, but I am not afraid!
"Oh, by the way, Kidd..." Feiyin's voice came from behind again, her tone full of worry and expectation - I guess she must be worried about our safety.
"What's wrong?" With a smile on my face, I looked back at our kind and respectable president with gratitude and confidence, trying to ease her worries with the courage and calmness I showed.
"...That strengthening potion is very expensive, you have to use it sparingly..." Our president looked worried , "...don't forget to return the rest to me, I can still sell it for money..."
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