Watching all the chaos from high up, Michael rubbed the drop of blood between his fingers. "It is a very potent poison. It is no wonder that the impact was so devastating." Though he appeared to be calm, his face hidden by the golden mask, it was evident in his voice that he did not expect something like this.
Viola, on the other hand, did not bother to keep up appearances. "How the hell are they capable of unleashing an attack like this? Why was this not in our intel?"
"All is fair in war. You should have already expected something like this to happen." Reynard merely laughed. Since his guild was yet to get down and dirty on the battleground, he was happily enjoying the misery of the other two.
"Don’t worry. See. The damage is not too much. The healers are already hard at work, rezzing everyone. The gold invested in those resurrection skill books was definitely worth it."
Viola glared at him but did not say anything. She silently started casting a skill over her guild members, increasing their overall mana regeneration and health regeneration for the next hour. She did not want to reveal this move just yet, but it seemed necessary for them to get through this disastrous opening.
Thanks to the buffs and the premade preparations, soon the guild began to recover a little. The air carrying part of the poison away also helped. But unfortunately, a good chunk of the poison’s effect still lingered.
After the first wave of massive death, there was a second wave of death, and then a third wave of death, when finally things started to slow down. Even then, not everyone was 100% recovered.
They still had a poisoned status, which was slowly draining their health a little by little. Weaker ones got additional debuffs, and many unlucky ones were directly paralyzed, which wasn’t all that much better than instant death.
The same scene happened in all the armies without exception. The only people who managed to come out on top were the C rank powerhouses and some C rank experts. Some more experienced NPCs also emerged unscathed, those who managed to erect a strong shield in time.
However, most of the others succumbed to the poison in no time and fell where they stood. The battlefield was littered with corpses, gear, and damaged weapons. Even those who were resurrected found themselves coughing blood within seconds, their health bars refusing to stay full no matter how many potions they drank.
Michael stood silently, watching the chaos unfold. His hands were clasped behind his back, his golden mask reflecting the faint red glow from the city’s barrier. All of a sudden, a chill ran down his spine, and he instinctively looked up.
A figure suddenly stepped out of the blood barrier. From high above the blood dome, a loud roar echoed in all directions, followed by a deep, chilling laugh that destroyed whatever morality the masses had left.
Just as everyone looked up, blood essence started rising from the ground all over. Millions of ribbons and threads of blood essence shot upwards in a shocking display from all over the battlefield.
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