Chapter Thirty-Six: Destroying the Enemy with Poison

Antoine's strange skills put Ronald in a dangerous situation, the danger that can be seen, only need to be met with a sharp sword, but what about the invisible danger?

As time passed, Ronald's heart became more and more agitated, as if a pair of cold eyes were silently watching him in every trace of air around him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"He's deliberately dragging out the time, just to disturb my state of mind and make me panic. Ronald understood the insidiousness of Antoine's hand, and it was far more dangerous than a shot if he didn't make a move. "You have to calm down quickly, whether you can find yourself in the first place, and if you mess up, you will completely step into the trap. ā€

Ronald took a deep breath and tried to suppress his restless heartbeat.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed under Ronald's feet, like a shadow that shrunk into a line, sticking to the ground and stabbing towards Ronald.

"He's in the shadows!" Ronald spotted the dark shadow for the first time, and although it was dark at night, it still couldn't escape his observation under the starlight above his head and the light of the campfire on the side.

"Merge your whole person into the shadows, there is such a strange way of attacking in this world!" Ronald subconsciously dodged backwards, trying to distance himself from the black shadow under his feet, and at the same time the iron sword was clenched in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

A strong killing force burst out violently, enveloping Ronald in an instant.

Ronald's brain was beating frantically like a rat had been stuffed into it, and Superman's perception quickly sensed a killing intent approaching. Ronald's body stiffened, the pupils of his eyes shrank to the size of pinheads, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Murderous, behind you!"

Ronald's body had already taken a defensive posture, and all the attention was on the black shadow in front of him, but behind him, a fierce and fierce killing force suddenly appeared.

Hit the trick!

Ronald only felt a chill on his neck, and he didn't even have time to react, and a tough steel wire wrapped around his neck tightened instantly.

Antoine didn't hide in the shadow in front of him at all, but behind him!

The dark shadow on the ground was a trap to attract Ronald's attention from the beginning, and the real killer move came from behind him!

"When you die, remember to say hello to me like a god of shadows. Antoine's ugly voice whispered in Ronald's ear, and the tightrope tightened again, Ronald's face instantly turned red, and the tough and slender steel wire on his neck almost squeezed into the flesh.

It was almost hopeless to break free, and the steel wire in Antoine's hand was forged by someone for not knowing who forged it, not only was it unexpectedly tough, but it was also extremely slender, and the arm strength was tightened and directly strangled into the flesh, almost cutting off the neck.

It didn't make sense for Ronald to even swing his sword and stab him in the back, because he clearly felt that Antoine's whole body was shrunk into a ball of flesh, and his body was tightly attached to his back, even if the iron sword stabbed through the ribs, it was absolutely impossible to hurt Antoine.

Unless Ronald stabbed the iron sword into his body, and then strung the two together like sugar gourds, this is a move that risked his life to pull Antoine to his death.

Ronald was already oozing blood from his neck, his eyes were rolling, and if he continued like this, it wouldn't take a few seconds for his neck to be completely severed by the wire.

"Give up resistance, you're already a dead man. Antoine's eerie laughter came from behind, and there was absolute confidence in his voice: "No one can break free alive after being put around the neck, no one ...... Yes...... Damn ......"

There was a soft sound of falling to the ground, and Antoine was still showing off confidently, but a cylinder fell from Ronald's hand to the ground. The cylinder fell to the ground, and after only a slight sound of the spring flicking, a puff of poisonous smoke erupted from the cylinder, enveloping the figures of Ronald and Antoine.

Antoine exclaimed, let go of the wire in his hand without hesitation, and escaped from the enveloping range of poisonous smoke as soon as possible. And after Antoine let go, Ronald rolled on the spot, ripped off the steel wire wrapped around his neck and threw it on the ground, his face was red, and all the blood was concentrated on his face, but he didn't even bother to breathe a breath of fresh air to replenish it, his empty left hand flipped over, and quickly exchanged a handful of antidote pills in the system store and threw them into his mouth and swallowed them.

The poisonous smoke in the cylinder is very domineering, it can be said that the blood seals the throat, although Ronald did not breathe heavily, but after staying in the poisonous smoke for a moment, a trace of poisoned blue-black has faintly appeared on his face.

Fortunately, this handful of antidote pills was thrown into his mouth, and he even saved chewing, swallowed it directly, and within a few seconds, the blue and black on Ronald's face quickly faded.

Antoine on the side was even more embarrassed, only to see him quickly jump to the side, his body was agile and light, his eyes under the bandage showed a frightened look, and with a clasp of his fingers, he directly tore a hole in the bandage wrapped around his mouth, revealing lips like knives. The other hand took out a bottle of potion from somewhere, flicked his thumb on the bottle stopper, opened the potion, and poured all the potion into his mouth in one go.

Both Ronald and Antoine were gasping for air, soaking in as much air as they could, and then exhaling it all.

After a dozen breaths, Antoine reached out and wiped the potion liquid on the corner of his mouth, and squinted at Ronald: "I have to admit it, I underestimated you a little, you almost killed me just now...... Just a little bit ......"

Ronald stroked the scar on his neck with his fingers, and a circle of steel wire was strangled into the flesh, almost breaking his neck alive: "Me too, your acting skills just now are good, and you completely deceived me!"

What Ronald was referring to was the black shadow that completely confused him just now, and Antoine's performance made Ronald fully believe that the black shadow was his killer weapon. Unexpectedly, it was just used to attract Ronald's attention, and the real killing move had nothing to do with the black shadow from the beginning.

"It's just a little trick. Antoine sneered and said with a slight meaning.

"Little tricks? yes, little tricks that can kill. Ronald frowned, still full of fear in his heart.

Antoine's breathing calmed down, the bandage from his mouth was also pulled up, and the breath of the whole person became extremely weak again: "I have to say, you are different from those swordsmen, you are more insidious and despicable than most of the swordsmen I have ever seen...... I didn't expect that a swordsman would carry such a terrible poisonous smoke with him, and you gave me too many surprises and surprises today. ā€

Antoine's breath seems to be there, but after all, he has not completely extinguished his breath, so Ronald doesn't have to worry about the other party's sudden move.

"What, don't you fight?"

Ronald looked at him, the iron sword in his hand was infused with fighting qi and cold ice true qi, and the whole person stared at his every move with vigilance, even the curling of a finger could not escape Ronald's eyes.

"Don't fight, you have broken my 'concealment', and you have cracked my 'neck' with this kind of desperate means, and it makes no sense for me to continue to attack you. Antoine stood there like a javelin, his spine straight: "I am a thief, but I am also a killer, and a good killer cannot easily attack the target, especially without absolute certainty......"

"Next time, next time I'll kill you with my own hands. Antoine sneered like a night owl from his mouth, and his body jumped backwards, and the whole person suddenly jumped into the air and disappeared in front of Ronald.

Antoine left, and Ronald stood there completely relieved.

Not far away, Duruna looked at him with a dull expression, and then came back to his senses and said in an admiring tone: "The God of Light is above, I almost thought you were dead just now, I really didn't expect you to break his 'neck' in this way! But you are too crazy to dare to throw that kind of violent poisonous smoke under your feet......" Duruna said, his face changed slightly: "It's not good, the poisonous smoke has dispersed into the air, get out of here quickly!"

Ronald waved his hand: "Don't worry, this poisonous smoke is very special, it only emits a high poison in the moment it erupts, and then it will dissolve into the air, and the range will not spread very much, our position is very safe." ā€

Duruna's face was still very nervous, but he could clearly see the blackness on Ronald's face just now, and the look of horror in Antoine's eyes when he rushed out of the poisonous smoke.

"Really? Are you sure that the smoke does not spread with the air?" asked Duruna, skeptical.

"I'm pretty sure you won't be poisoned now unless you stand where the smoke erupted. Ronald sat next to Duruna, reaching out and caressing his neck, the pain of the wire stirring into the flesh was still so clear.

The fear of death haunts him to this day.

"I really can't imagine that Antoine has such amazing strength, and everyone has been deceived by him. Duruna breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Antoine's position when he left, with palpitations.

Ronald sneered and didn't say anything.

However, he had already made up his mind in his heart that he would definitely give Antoine a return gift when they met next time.

"Thieves, killers, are so fond of stealth and assassination, then I'll let you try mine next time. Ronald sneered in his heart: "With a system store by his side, I don't believe that he can't be cured!"

"The next time we meet, is it better for me to use the sorrowful breeze, or is it better to disperse the ten-spiced soft tendons?" Ronald rolled his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It's better to use them together, these two poisons are used to deal with internal strength masters, I don't know if the fighting spirit effect against this world is the same as good." ā€

Ronald glanced at Duruna on the side, his gaze swept up and down his body, and a grim laugh erupted from his mouth.

Duruna's heart was furious when he looked at him, and his already pale face became more and more difficult to look at: "What do you want to do, why do I have a sense of foreboding?"

"Duruna, I see that although your combat skills are a mess, your fighting spirit cultivation is still very good. Ronald looked at him and asked maliciously.

"What do you want?" Duruna's face changed suddenly, and his tone was fierce.

"Don't be afraid!" Ronald sneered, "If only we had a chance to do an experiment." ā€