Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2692: Trial of Flame (13)

Chapter 2692 Trials in the flames (thirteen)

"That," although Albert basically finalized that the crystal fence was made by Mutter, he still asked for the time being: "Is this thing made by Mutter? How did you do it?"

"The cat ran around us, and then the crystal wall appeared." Castro replied: "Don't ask us the principle, we don't understand."

Sure enough.

The most troublesome thing is that now Mutter in cat form has no self-consciousness, and is completely a cat's consciousness. He stretched out his claws at Albert in a savage motion. Mut in this form is unreasonable, even if Albert called Mu Te to abuse the power of crystals, this little guy would definitely not listen, or even understand. It's impossible to ask for mercy from this mischievous cat.

However, the crystallized power comes at the cost of eroding Mutter's spirit. Will Mutter's ontology consciousness, who is now sleeping in the cat's body, be eroded by the abuse of crystal power? Hard to say.

Never mind that. The tiger man picked up the kitten and stuffed it into Nina's hands again: "I can't let him use the power of crystals indiscriminately. Keep an eye on him, meow?"

"I'll try to do it." Nina was a little dissatisfied: "I accidentally let go when I ran away. Otherwise he wouldn't have a chance to use any crystallized power."

"It doesn't matter." Albert didn't want to reason with Nina, and instead asked the hunters present: "What's the matter with me? Why is everyone crazy except you?"

"It's poison." Assassination master [Pickman of Stinging] took the initiative to answer: "I sent someone to fetch water from a nearby river before, but there was a problem with the water that came back."

He took out a water bottle, dropped a small amount of water on his palm and analyzed: "It's probably some kind of toxin that can affect nerves. A small amount of ingestion has no effect on the body, but a large amount will cause hallucinations. Then the group of idiots It started."

"Then why are you all okay?" Albert asked bluntly.

He just arrived in Lviv not long ago and is less affected by the heat and naturally drinks less water. But other hunters, such as burly men like the master of torture [Castro of Violence], are sweating profusely even now, and they must have drank a lot of river water with neurotoxins. Why didn't Castro go mad?

"No, I'm actually----" The tiger man scratched his head.

"The vice president has already gone mad, and he is the first one among the hunters to go mad." Pickman couldn't help laughing: "It's because he went mad that almost no one can stop him, and the rest of the super G-level monster hunters joined together. Start to stop him. So when the hunters in the hall went crazy together, we all gathered together. I distributed the antidote to everyone. If it is a few seconds slower, I am afraid it will evolve into a special G-level monster hunter. Let's fight."

"...And you happen to have an antidote?" Albert was even more puzzled.

"Hey, brat, pay attention when you speak!" Castro gave Albert a stern look: "When did I ever teach you to speak to your seniors in this tone of voice?"

"It's fine, Mr. Castro. He would question me, of course." Pickman took another jar from his tactical belt, which contained a strange translucent creature. That light blue and highly transparent little thing seemed to be a jellyfish.

"This is a freshwater jellyfish that lives in the upper reaches of the Vistula River, commonly known as [Mad Hatter]. It is highly poisonous. Even if only half a milligram is inhaled, CUHK can make medicines extracted from its thorns. The monsters of this size go crazy. My unique weapons [Frenzy Bullet] and [Frenzy Poison Arrow] are made of this poison. If you shoot them into the pile of monsters, the monsters will fight regardless of who is the enemy. It is the toxin of the Mad Hatter that is often used, and its antidote is always available, and the antidote was used in time to save our group."

"Hmm. Let me guess. So the Mad Hatter jellyfish has exploded in the Vistula River recently, polluting the water source? The hunters who went to collect the river water didn't know about it and were carelessly drinking the poisoned water. Got it back?" Albert elongated his face: "This incident was a man-made disaster?"

"It's a man-made disaster, but it's not what you think. The [Mad Hatter] didn't explode in the river. Their population is at a reasonable level. And no matter how explosive the mad hatter jellyfish is, it's not going to happen anywhere. Toxins are released in the river water. This destroys the natural environment they depend on, and is tantamount to self-destruction."

"That is to say------" Albert's face became more and more ugly.

"Someone poisoned the water we were drinking," Pickman said without hesitation. As soon as these words came out, a strange brilliance suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Are you sure, Pickman? This is a very serious accusation." Even Castro put pressure on Pickman: "Those who participated in the [Great Hunting Festival] are all excellent people who can stand alone in the organization. Hunter. Everyone is risking their lives to come to Lviv for this war. If we lose, everyone will die, including the possible traitor. I don't think there is that kind of organization in the organization who doesn't care about the overall situation and does harm to others. Little man."

"I know you want to believe that there are no traitors in the organization." The stinging Pickman responded: "But from the current situation, this is the only reasonable explanation."

dong dong dong dong! Outside the fence, the pounding was more intense and violent, like the sound of hail falling on the roof of a concrete building. The frenzied hunters who had not been dealt with in the Central Sanctuary seemed to be interested in this crystal fence and gathered. Why don't they kill each other and instead target the fence?

Albert glanced at the sphere of light in the sky [Summer of Love]. The light from that artifact seemed to be unstable, flickering alternately between sky blue and purple. This also means that the old rabbit who is controlling the artifact, President Nitro, is about to fall asleep.

"President?" Everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

"Well," the old man lay on the stone table and rubbed his eyes: "Oops. I'm so sleepy all of a sudden."

"Please hold on a little longer! If the [Great Hunting Festival] comes now, Lviv will become defenseless!" Vice President Castro exclaimed in surprise.

"Can't detox those guys outside?" Albert asked hurriedly in an emergency.

"The antidote is taken orally. You can only stop them one by one, and then feed them one by one." Assassination master Pickman said: "And the stock of antidote is running out. I didn't consider this at first. There was a change, so I didn't bring much antidote with me."

"That's not a problem. Lend me the antidote," Albert said.

"Don't hurt anyone." Pickman shoved a small jar full of pills into Albert's hand.

Even though the orcs have gone mad, their brethren are still present. In the next [Great Hunting Festival], the remaining combat power that is already limited cannot be reduced. Therefore, the elites of the organization did not act on the mad hunter for a long time.

"Understood." Albert said, spreading his wings. He didn't know if those masters could come up with better countermeasures, but by the time they did come up with countermeasures, it was probably too late. Knowing that this was a race against time, the tiger man summoned the Holy Spirit White Tiger in the air and fired high-pressure water cannons at the people on the ground. Shooting high-pressure water jets directly at frenzied hunters is sure to smash them to pieces. Therefore, the Holy Spirit White Tiger uses a special subspace to buffer the water column cannons, turning them into less lethal water columns that are as thick as hundreds of fingers. These non-lethal water jets slammed into the frenzied pack of hunters, making them stagger and fall.

Sure enough, after the poisoning and heatstroke, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and their brains couldn't think normally, they just swung their swords at will following their instincts. Not even knowing how to dodge the oncoming water jet, it is not difficult to subdue these mad hunters. Albert made dozens of clones and rushed over to put medicine in the mouths of the hunters when they fell to the ground. The antidote seemed to be effective, and the hunters, who had bloodshot eyes full of madness, suddenly stopped and lay down peacefully.

It's not over yet, one wave after another, more frenzied hunters are chasing. However, a puddle of water had already spread on the ground, and Albert took advantage of the situation to let the clones take out the frozen turpentine and threw it directly, and activated it with the large-caliber steel ball shot of the storm gun blade. A thick layer of frost formed on the ground, sticking to the hunters' feet. The air was filled with a deep icy mist, slowing the frenzied orcs. The clones of the tiger man youth took advantage of the momentum to pursue, dodging the swords of the slow-moving orcs, and after getting close, they knocked the opponent down, another series of antidote.

The hunters who formed the encircling net near the crystal fence basically fell, and the few remaining were quickly subdued by Albert. As if knowing that the danger has been lifted, the crystal fence made by Mutter began to crack and scattered. The people who were hiding in it also came out to clean up the mess.

"Ha, ha, ha..." Albert gasped heavily. This is kind of bad. He only took a short nap before and regained some physical and mental strength. The series of moves just now consumed so much, it had already overdrawn the physical and mental strength that Albert had recovered from rest.

And what he rescued was a group of hunters who fell to the ground, fainted with heat, extremely weakened by the influence of poison, and didn't know if they could continue to fight. Is there really no problem with the upcoming [Great Hunting Festival]?

"How is President Nitro?" Albert asked hurriedly.

"Still supporting." Castro shrugged. The color of the light ball in the sky is still sky blue, which proves that the president has not fallen asleep, and the battle of the Great Hunting Festival has not yet begun. Now, I can only pray that President Nitro's spiritual power can sustain until the hunters wake up.

"It's very serious." The weapon master [Kriripov of Ten Thousand Blades] rubbed his chin and thought. Drink. Lviv is so hot again. Even if it has been detoxified, the rest will not have the physical strength to fight after waking up~IndoMTL.com~ You can only find another way to transport the drinking water, or... ..." Albert thought for a while: "Can't President Nitro be moved elsewhere? For example, leave Lviv and go to the Vistula River?"

Nina shook her head: "[Summer of Love] is not a simple little device, it is one with the [Central Temple]. Only by unfolding [Summer of Love] on the [Temple] can it play its role. There is some effect."

And the [Central Sanctuary] is a huge ancient building, a cube that is now floating in mid-air with the help of thermal power. It can only [float] and does not have [movement ability].

Albert frowned deeply. The Warcraft Hunters Association was forced into a desperate situation this time. To meet the [Great Hunting Festival] that is coming soon with this inferior lineup, it can be described as a dead end. To reverse this adversity, we must first ensure that everyone has drinking water, and secondly, let us deal with the heat spreading in Lviv.

Wait.

The heat? drinking water?

Albert had an idea and came up with a solution.