The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 476 Stout's Poison Art

"Boss, watch out!" Night Orchid and the others warned as they hurriedly escorted Azure Fang down the mountain.

"I've said it before, none of you will leave here today!" Preston Page snorted coldly. He raised his hand and ordered, "Attack, kill them!"

"Understood!" The two lords from Ink Pavilion nodded and led a group of Ink Pavilion members in pursuit.

Members of Crimson Sun Sect and Cloud-Stepping Sect, who were below the War Grandmaster level, also joined the chase. They knew that staying there would only mean certain death, as the aftermath alone could kill them. Pursuing the SHADOW's five top-notch killers might offer them a chance to make some contributions.

"Orchid, you all go first, I'll stop them!" Stout said in a low voice as he advanced to confront their pursuers.

"Stout, I'll assist you!" Judge and Soul Chaser spoke simultaneously.

"You two are no match for them. Don't make a reckless sacrifice. First, get Azure Fang down the mountain!" Stout shouted loudly.

"Judge, Soul Chaser, come back!" Night Orchid took a deep breath and said with a stern tone. She was well aware of the current situation. Only by sending Azure Fang down the mountain could they have a chance to fight. Otherwise, they would be at a severe disadvantage.

"Stout, be careful, don't push too hard. Retreat if necessary!" Frostblade expressed her concerns with a worried expression. Normally, with her personality, she wouldn't retreat even if they were outmatched. However, she was concerned about Azure Fang's safety and knew that this was not the time to be stubborn.

"Don't worry, I don't even consider these small fry a threat," Stout said loudly. "You all go ahead, don't wait for me and boss!"

Night Orchid let out a heavy sigh. Then she turned to Michael Hornig and said, "Michael, carry Azure Fang on your back!"

"Got it!" Michael nodded vigorously and lifted Azure Fang from the stretcher, securing him on his back.

Judge and Soul Chaser also returned at this moment. The four of them protected Michael as they rushed down the mountain.

"Don't let them escape! Come on!" one of the lords of Ink Pavilion with "Opening Sun" as his code name, shouted.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Understood!" A dozen or so members of Ink Pavilion swiftly pursued them.

"You bunch of idiots!" Stout snorted, and his wrist continued to flip. Suddenly, a barrage of silver needles shot out like rain, catching the Ink Pavilion members off guard. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before the Ink Pavilion members could comprehend what was happening, they felt a sharp pain in their necks. After taking a few steps, they all collapsed.

"You damn fools, go to hell!" Opening Sun roared in anger, holding his sword and attacking Stout.

The other lord of Ink Pavilion with a code name, Jade Balance, wasn't idle either. He swung his sword, releasing several sword beams towards Stout.

"You underestimate me!" Stout sneered. He dodged Jade Balance's sword beams and rushed towards Opening Sun. At the same time, he raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike.

Boom!

After avoiding Jade Balance's attack, Stout's palm strike hit Opening Sun's chest with force. Opening Sun was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, spraying a mouthful of blood as he soared through the air. He crashed to the ground, and almost half of his bones were shattered. He lay there like a dead dog.

Stout had already reached the peak of the War Grandmaster level, and with his ability to challenge higher-level opponents, Opening Sun couldn't withstand his full-power strike.

"Opening Sun, are you okay?" Jade Balance shouted in concern.

"Leave me, and kill him first!" Opening Sun struggled to get up from the ground and said.

At the same time, the four War Grandmasters from Crimson Sun Sect and Cloud-Stepping Sect reached Stout. They raised their hands to attack him. Stout's figure moved swiftly, dodging the punches of two of them. However, he was hit by the other two's attacks and was sent flying.

"Attack together, don't hold back, kill him first!" Jade Balance shouted to the four War Grandmasters.

"Alright!" The four of them nodded.

As the words fell, without any hesitation, five individuals closed in from five different directions.

"A bunch of idiots!" Stout muttered with narrowed eyes as he stood up from the ground. Without retreat, he moved forward, his figure flashing like a ghost. His hands simultaneously flipped, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

"Hmm?" Jade Balance was the first to sense something amiss. Without hesitation, he quickly darted to the side.

"Be careful, it's poisonous!" The other four, halfway into their charge, seemed to realize the danger and held their breath.

However, Secret Essences' poison was not something easily avoided, especially when it was concocted by Stout, a genius of Secret Essences himself.

The next moment, the four men and women felt a reaction in their bodies. Without thinking, they immediately mobilized their power to suppress the toxins. "Die!" Just as the four were struggling to counteract the toxins in their bodies, Stout's voice reached their ears.

Simultaneously, several violent palm

winds swept qut from Stout's palms, creating a gust of wind. At this moment, the four were busy resisting the poison attacking their hearts, so they had no ability to

withstand Stout's assault. As the

palm winds passed, the four were thrown back like projectiles. Two of the War Grandmasters among them lay lifeless on the ground, while the other two men were in slightly better condition but still in a bad state.

Mixing blood and frothy liquid kept flowing from their mouths as their bodies convulsed. It didn't look like they would last ten minutes.

"Come on, it's your turn!" Stout glanced at the four on the ground before turning to charge at Jade Balance.

At this moment, Jade had lost his

will to fight. Although his cultivation level was one rank higher than Stout's, he had just inhaled a hint of the fragrance, and his body had started to react. He knew that this poison was extraordinary. Seeing Stout charging at him again, he quickly raised his sword and unleashed a few icy flashes before swiftly dodging to the side. He was worried that Stout would release another wave of poison gas at him.

"Don't worry, I've used up all the poison powder." Stout said.

"Then prepare to die!" Jade roared, taking two steps forward and thrusting his sword with incredible speed.

"Even though there's no poison powder left, it's still you who's going to die!" Stout grinned, dodging to the side, leaving a shallow gash on his arm as the sword's edge grazed him.

As he dodged, Stout flicked his wrist, and three silver needles shot toward Jade Balance at a speed comparable to bullets.

"Child's play!" Jade didn't take the silver needles seriously, gripping his sword to deflect them, causing most of the needles to fall to the ground. However, in the next moment, he couldn't help but curse. Dozens of silver needles, shining with a cold light, flew at him at an increasing speed.

Ping! Ping! Ping!

With a furious roar, he raised his sword to block them again, and his reaction speed was commendable. Most of the silver needles were knocked down to the ground. But then, he couldn't block the last silver needle, and it pierced him in the waist.

"Congratulations, you've won the prize!" Stout grinned.

"Humph! What can a small silver needle do to me?" Jade snorted. "Alright, I won't play with you anymore. I'll send you yo hell!"

His words fell, his eyes narrowed, and he took a few steps forward, lifting his sword to strike.