Chapter 190 Illusion

Black Dragon Spring Secret Realm, upstream of Black Dragon Spring, temporary camp of Five Poison Sect.

Eight black-robed men and one purple-robed man looked at No. 995 kneeling in the middle of the camp with gloomy faces.

"So what you mean is that the kid killed all the Wang family members by himself, and killed all five main pets of your fifth-level beastmaster?"

The purple-robed man who led the camp stared at No. 995 with a vicious look, "Are you kidding me, 995!!!"

A huge pressure erupted from the purple-robed man's body in an instant.

No. 995, who was seriously injured due to the loss of the five contracted beasts, was directly pressed to the ground by this terrifying pressure.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and No. 995 spoke with difficulty under the pressure.

"Captain... what I said... is all true..."

Seeing No. 995's unbearable appearance, the purple-robed leader snorted coldly, and then withdrew the pressure.

No. 995, who was freed, sat on the ground in a mess, gasping for breath.

The member of the Five Poison Sect, No. 994, spoke indifferently.

"Captain, Wang's people are gone, what should we do with our mission?"

The purple-robed man who was called the captain gently picked up the black dragon purple moon chrysanthemum at his feet.

"Our Five Poison Sect has established a long-term cooperation with Wang's, and capturing that boy was an additional task that was suddenly informed."

"Our main task is still to extract a large amount of black dragon purple moon chrysanthemum juice for the sect, but..."

The purple-robed man changed his voice and became a little gloomy.

"Just now, Elder Snake has issued a task, asking us to recover the boy they are chasing on behalf of Wang's according to the original plan..."

"If what 995 said is true, I'm afraid that the boy is far more important to Wang's than we thought."

"If we can recover him, we will definitely get the reward from Elder Snake."

At this point, the purple-robed man glanced at No. 995 who was slumped on the ground.

At this time, No. 995's expression had begun to become terrified.

"Team... Captain... We..."

Looking at the frightened look of No. 995, the purple-robed man felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

As the captain, he knew the strength of No. 995 very well.

No. 995, whose vocation was to be a beastmaster, had contracted a large number of exotic beasts, and was responsible for the core tasks of early warning, tracking, and exploration in their ten-man team.

Although his combat ability was at the bottom of the team, his comprehensive ability was definitely not weak among the fifth-level warriors.

However, such a warrior was frightened like this because of a child.

However, although the purple-robed man felt a sense of crisis in his heart, he did not breed fear.

Warriors like them who have been walking on tightrope for many years have long been immune to the threat of death.

Being cautious and fearful is never the same thing.

How many high-level warriors have not experienced the baptism of near death?

Poison-type warriors, as long as they have enough patience, can often hunt powerful prey that is far superior to them.

Poison will eliminate the huge gap between the two!

Thinking of this, the purple-robed captain ignored No. 995 on the ground. He turned around and gave orders to the team members.

"Deal with the traces here, take the supplies, and retreat directly after the mission is completed!"

...

Half an hour later.

The Five Poison Sect members stood on the tree, and everyone's eyes were focused on the boy walking on the river.

The boy on the river surface, stepped on the river surface, and went upstream.

His body staggered, swaying left and right, as if he couldn't control his body at all.

"Captain, do you want to start now?" No. 997 asked.

"No, something is wrong." The purple-robed captain's eyes were deep, and he pointed to the river. "The Black Dragon Spring Secret Realm is a high-level secret realm. You can imagine how many high-level beasts live in the spring water, but..."

"Why haven't any aquatic beasts attacked him until now?"

"And why does the boy's walking posture look so shaky?"

"If he really can't control his steps, how can he walk on the river?"

After listening to the captain's analysis, everyone couldn't help but look at No. 995, who was pale behind him.

At this moment, everyone's sense of crisis was rising.

The original sneer at No. 995 in their hearts also turned into nothingness with the boy's weird performance.

No one dared to underestimate the target of this mission, even if he was a teenager.

"Captain, what should we do now?" No. 993 asked calmly.

After thinking for a moment, the purple-robed captain gave his answer.

"This time, Wang's family brought so many fifth-level warriors, but they disappeared without a trace. I'm afraid that young man has some means that we can't imagine."

"Try using poison from a distance. If the situation is not right, retreat immediately."

"The reward for Elder Snake's mission is indeed rich, but that also requires orders."

The idea of ​​the purple-robed captain was instantly recognized by the team members.

The Five Poison Sect can exist for so long, which is also related to the cautious style of the warriors in the sect.

This group of warriors obsessed with poisons know a truth in their hearts, that is, only by surviving can you have everything.

Under the moonlight, the purple-robed captain took out an exquisite brocade bag directly from his waist.

Then, a beautiful lavender butterfly appeared in his palm.

The wings of this butterfly are shining with star-like scales.

It is hard to imagine how beautiful this butterfly would be if it were still alive.

Yes, this is a dead butterfly.

"Phantom Purple Moon Butterfly!!!" The Five Poison Sect members couldn't help but make a sound.

The purple-robed captain looked at the Purple Moon Butterfly in his palm, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

This is the corpse of a sixth-level Purple Moon Butterfly, which he exchanged from the Merit Hall at a huge cost.

He has been stuck at the peak of the sixth level for a long time. Originally, he planned to rely on this Purple Moon Butterfly to break through to the seventh-level warrior.

But now he can't care so much. If the mission is successful, the reward he will get will be far beyond his imagination.

Thinking of this, the purple-robed captain finally made up his mind.

With a thought, a spiritual power thread connected from his fingertips to the body of the Purple Moon Butterfly.

Under the urging of spiritual power, the Purple Moon Butterfly came back to life.

It gently flapped its wings and slowly flew towards the young man on the river.

"The scale powder on the wings of the Dream Purple Moon Butterfly has a strong hallucinogenic effect, and it is colorless and odorless, and rarely noticed by people."

"The sixth-level Dream Purple Moon Butterfly is enough to make a seventh-level warrior fall into an illusion within three seconds."

"If the boy fails to be hit, don't hesitate, just teleport."

Listening to the captain's instructions, the Five Poison Sect members took out the space teleportation device.

No. 995, who was standing behind the crowd, stared at the flying butterfly, and waves of uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

'No, something's wrong...'

As a beastmaster, he instinctively noticed the abnormality.

'Damn it, damn it, what's wrong! '

Suddenly, No. 995's body became abnormally stiff.

'Smell...smell...my poison...disappeared...'

As a beastmaster who contracted poisons, his body had a faint poison gas because of the large amount of poisons contracted.

The special smell Lin Lei smelled at that time was the poison gas that 995 brought with him. The control of the smell also made Lin Lei ingest too much poison gas, which was why Lin Lei was poisoned in the first place.

‘Illusion!!!’

‘When!!!’

Finally realizing the key to the problem, 995 looked at the boy on the river in the distance, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Despair also climbed onto his face.

At the same time, everything in his vision began to collapse.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a hellish scene.

His teammates, like broken rag dolls, were pierced on the cold tree trunks.

The wounds that were pierced through his body were like hideous ghost faces, and blood gushed out of them, staining the whole area red.

Painful groans came from his lips, but they could not relieve the pain at all.

The purple-robed captain who fell to the ground had long lost his majesty.

Now he was ragged and pale, surrounded by splashing blood, which shone dimly in the moonlight.

His body twitched continuously, as if being devoured by silent pain.

The culprit behind all this was the terrifying young man who was holding a long sword and admiring his work from above.