Unlike the walking dead I've met before who have been completely corrupted by the poison, Wagner has retained his wisdom while transforming into the Corrupt. And it turns out that when a genius with a head full of brilliant crazy ideas suddenly embraces an unwearable tough** and begins to try to put a little bit of his ingenuity into battle, he immediately becomes a formidable enemy that everyone will find difficult.

Seeing us wielding a sharp weapon at him, Wagner threw away the large cloak that had been wrapped around him, revealing the broken body of his upper body, which had been corroded to the point that mottled bones could be revealed everywhere. He didn't carry any weapons for self-defense, and in fact he was left with only one weapon left from head to toe---- assuming that a pair of tattered trousers soaked in corpse water with yellow stains could be called "armed".

Just when we all thought he was going to fend off our attack with his bare hands, he did something completely unexpected to me: he plunged his hands deep into his chest from the rotting wounds on his body, the yellowish-white carrion squirming gently with the trembling of his arms, and a large handful of rotten sewage sprayed from his wounds. After a moment, he seemed to have grasped something, and then pulled his hands outwards with all his might......

"I will grant you eternity, poor reptiles who stand in the way of the torrent of history!"

Wagner screamed loudly, his eyes filled with a crazy red light, and his hands instantly tore open his chest cavity, pulling two slender ribs out of his body. Two large holes were suddenly opened in his chest, and it became a blur of flesh and blood. Through the hole on the left, I could still faintly see his heart. His heart was barely hanging from a few veins, and it had become stiff and black, without the slightest pulse, just swaying back and forth with the movement of his body.

Presumably modified by the toxin, his bones were white and tough, one end of the bone had mutated into sharp spikes. The edge of the side that bends inward becomes as sharp as the edge of a knife. There is also a layer of awe-inspiring green gas faintly attached to it.

For a moment, I was terrified by this horrific scene, and this feeling made me a little uneasy. To hide the fragility that sprouted in my heart. I slashed out with a sword in some haste. The blade slashed diagonally at Wagner's shoulder blade, making a sonorous sound like a stone. With such a flustered blow, it is obviously impossible to say that the result is very good. He only lost one hundred and twenty lives as a result.

For my attacks, Wagner did not dodge at all. His eyes were stiff, and a red light in his eyes shone on my face with good intentions, and he smiled coldly, and the bone blade of his left hand stabbed straight into my chest. Like all the other Corrupt Ones. Although his movements are a little stiff, and the joints of his arms and wrists always give people an incongruous and sluggish feeling, his movements are far more agile and rapid than theirs, which is difficult to resist.

I subconsciously raised the shield in my left hand, barely blocking his counterattack. But the bone blade in his right hand followed closely and immediately slashed at him. The sharp bone blade tore open my left arm, viciously scraping eighty-three points of life---- and not only that, but a cold, numb tactile sensation seeped through the wound and into my body, and soon spread throughout my body with the flow of blood. Suddenly, a demon named "Weak" pounced on me, squeezing my physical strength out of my body. I felt my strength running out quickly, the weapons in my hands became heavier and heavier, not only was my attack power significantly weakened, but my defenses, which I had always been proud of, were reduced to a humiliating point ---- I didn't need any attack skills. Wagner only needs to make a normal attack. It can consume close to two hundred of my lives.

"Be careful, his weapon is poisonous!" In such a weakened state, it is clear that I am no longer up to the task of attracting the enemy's attack. I escaped from the circle. Quickly poured a large vial of healing potion to restore life, while shouting a warning to my comrades.

"Uh...... I already know! As soon as my words fell, I saw the Yangtze River Delta, whose face was so green that he was poisoned, also fled from the battle formation in embarrassment with his big belly. This fat man, who has only one-third of his life, shows his tenacious survival ** and amazing willpower at the moment of life and death: it is really admirable that he can still drag a heavy fat body to run so fast in such a serious "weak" state......

"Are you men or not? Actually let me be alone with a girl's family? I'm only wearing light armor! The wild goose array, who had to pick up an axe and fight in close quarters because she had run out of ammunition, complained loudly with an aggrieved face, but what she said was something else entirely: the thin and delicate long-haired elf swung a huge battle axe, which was more than half a width wider than her shoulders, fiercely and heroically towards Wagner's body. Each slash caused him to squirt out a canopy of blood--- which was a question that had always puzzled me: where did so much blood come from this rotten rotting corpse? And it's all fresh red blood?

Fortunately, Wagner does not have a "weak" toxic effect on every attack, and the geese still maintain a healthy body, and the loss of vitality is not as rapid as that of me and the Yangtze River Delta. Behind her, the most reliable field doctor I've ever seen, Rabbit Chasa, is sparing no effort to treat its master---- which is one of the main reasons why the elven beast tamer has been able to stand alone in the face of Wagner's frenzied attacks.

Many people say that soul magic is one of the most magical spells in the world, containing many ancient mysteries that modern magic theories have not yet been able to explain, and one of the most unsolvable mysteries is that no matter how weak or old the magician, no matter how hard the ground is, the magical soul casters can always easily rely on the strength of their hands to firmly insert the totem pole into the ground, and never make a mistake.

It's as if right now, a big carrot carrying the power of the totem of life is being inserted diagonally in front of Rabbit Rub, shining with the brilliance of life. Can anyone explain to me how this little white rabbit, the size of a palm, plunged a fresh and tender carrot into the ice of this snow-capped mountain that is stronger than steel for thousands of years? It's a shame on our men! "As a couple who love each other, for any point of view of the wild goose array, Xian Ge Yayi obviously blindly and unconditionally supports---- more precisely. It should be in tune with it. This brazen guy is rightly accusing us. Standing at least twenty paces away and shooting at the mutated Wagner with his bow and arrow, he didn't seem to realize that his own actions could hardly be considered "the pride of our men......

In any case, the attack power of Wagner, the "Rotten Fanatic", is by no means comparable to that of the stupid Bigfoot savages on the snowy mountains. Even with the full support of Rabbit Chacha, the vitality of the Wild Goose Array was still decreasing at a rapid rate. As a result, the medicinal properties of the toxin in my "weak" state have not diminished for a long time. The odds were stacked against Wagner, and there was little guarantee that we would survive the fight against Wagner, let alone defeat him within the allotted time.

Soon, the geese were also poisoned by Wagner and entered a state of "weakness". The loss of vitality is even more drastic, and it looks like it can't last long. I felt a flame of anxiety and despair burning my guts, a strange anger in my chest, like a strong poison, almost destroying my sanity.

Yes. I felt outraged. This anger is not directed against Wagner, against his paranoia and stupidity for "benefiting the world" in the most cruel way, but at myself. I could only watch all this happen before my eyes, but I was powerless to stop it, I couldn't change it, I could only drag my weak body for a long time, and watch the most terrible horror in the world ever explode in front of me. How can I not be angry when the omniscient gods have given me a great responsibility, and I have no power to match it?

At the moment, I have only anger, and I can only be angry---- angry at my own incompetence; Anger at your own weakness.

This moment. I really want to forget all my responsibility to save sentient beings. Throwing away all those noble obligations to protect the survival of hundreds of millions of lives on the mainland, he threw his body in front of the pair of sharp and furious bone blades. Let them end my life and free me from the weight of my heart. I'd rather die in fearless frenzy and let my life spark in the last moments---- in fact, I almost did it until Fei Yin stopped me in time.

"Wild goose formation, hold on, hold on for a while......" Fei Yin waved her hand, and promptly attached a layer of "Frozen Armor" to the elf female beast trainer, temporarily increasing her defense, and then hurriedly shouted at me, "...... Kyd! Come up to me! Fast! ”

When I got to her, she was burying her head in her backpack and flipping around, chanting the words, "No more...... Not here either...... What the hell, why can't you find it in a hurry? ”

"What the hell are you looking for?" Seeing that the wild goose array was gradually exhausted under Wagner's attack, and the weak Yangtze River Delta just rushed up and slashed the enemy twice and fled in horror again, I was so anxious that I couldn't immediately go forward and stab Wagner a few times, but Fei Yin was still wasting time in a daze. I couldn't hold back the anxiety in my heart and yelled at her head.

"What a roar! Don't you see I'm busy! Our venerable elder raised his head angrily, his willow eyebrows upturned, his apricot eyes wide open, and roared back in a voice as loud as a dragon. Looking at her fierce knife-like gaze, I suddenly felt a chill slip through my back. I wisely shrunk my neck and stood aside.

Patience and silence are two precious virtues, especially when you are standing by the side of a busy woman---- know that sometimes they can save your life.

"Aha, I finally found ......" After a few seconds, Fei Yin raised her head with a scream, holding two large bundles of silver-gray potions in her hand, and then stuffed them into my arms without saying a word, still chattering in her mouth:

“…… Fortunately, I had enough potions, and I almost emptied the entire pharmacy for this task. I don't know what will happen, but I bought a lot of everything anyway, and it finally came in handy......"

She stuffed me with more than 30 bottles of "Strength Elixir", although this healing potion cannot restore the lost health after taking it, it can relieve weakness, dizziness and fainting at the same time in an instant, as a high-grade medical potion, each bottle is worth one and a half gold coins.

"Lord......" Holding the pile of potions, I said with some hesitation, "...... These things...... What price

"When did you still ask this...... Fei Yin looked at my puzzled appearance, and couldn't help but be angry and anxious, "...... If the group is wiped out here, the guild mission behind will be completed! These potions were reimbursed at public expense ......"

The image of the Elder became incomparably taller in my eyes: when the world was in the midst of great calamity, the light of her soul in the depths of her heart finally bloomed into a brilliant splendor that was rare in her life, illuminating the way forward for this world with her generosity and heroism. Perhaps one day, when future generations recall this urgent moment, they will praise this great woman with admiration:

In the darkest hour before the dawn of the world, Fei Yin donated her precious property for the survival and reproduction of the whole world, regardless of profit and reciprocation, and her generosity will become a model for the whole world!

…… Why do I find this a bit ironic?

In any case, I was greatly touched by Fei Yin's uncharacteristically generous act at this critical juncture. My eyes were slightly moist, and my voice was choked:

"Grow up...... You ......"

"Don't be verbose, don't you see that they can't hold on......" Before I could finish speaking, Miss Fei Yin couldn't wait to kick my ass hard, "...... Hold him back for me, I won't spare you if something happens...... Yangtze River Delta, get over to me, I have something to ...... for you"

With the potion in hand, my heart was filled with passionate pride. I am not fighting alone, no matter what kind of opponent I face, my friends are still standing with me, facing the dangers ahead. Holding my sword firmly in my hand, I stepped forward bravely, the enemy's weapons flashing with a dangerous chill, but I was fearless!

"Oh, by the way, Kidd......" Concubine's voice came from behind her again, her tone full of worry and anticipation---- I guess it must be a concern for our safety.

"What's wrong?" With a smile on my face, I looked back at our benevolent and venerable president with gratitude and confidence, trying to dispel her worries with the courage and calmness I had shown.

“…… That strong potion is so expensive, you have to save a little money......" Our elder looked uneasy, "...... Don't forget to give me back the rest, you can sell it for money......"

Me: "......"