Chapter 894: More Killing (1/2)
Five Astral Plane cultivators fainted and died in that room within ten minutes and they could do nothing about it.
They didn't even exhibit any symptoms other than fainting, sweating, and palpitations.
All the top dogs gathered in one room and they are sweating bullets thinking what would have happened if they were in that position. While they are still trying hard to digest these deaths a young Astral Plane cultivator ran inside and yelled.
”They are dying. Th..they are dying.”
The people in the room were shocked and they immediately ran outside.
Within the mansion, they saw some Astral Plane cultivators collapsing right where they stood, the tribe head is having the hardest time to process, he doesn't even know what is happening much less how to stop, it but he is sure that he wants to stop it as soon as possible.
The whole Kala tribe went into chaos.
Meanwhile, the young head came to meet Watt again.
”Why are you here again? Can I have a moment of peace here?”
”Peace? Everybody wants a piece of that, don't they? Anyway, currently, you might even be the most peaceful person on this planet.”
”Not really, your guards are having sex right outside the door. She is moaning as if someone might miss hearing her voice. Tell them to fuck somewhere else then I would have more peace.”
”There is no use, we are barbarians.”
”Yeah, fucking his brother's wife is a popular thing here?”
The young head almost choked from his words.
”Anyway, I am here to talk about something important.”
”What is it?”
The young head took out the scraps of metallic bug and showed it to him before asking.
”I want you to see if you can identify these things. They came out of nowhere digging a tunnel from half a mile away from the city and put the whole city to sleep. Some people didn't even wake up as we speak.”
”When did this happen?”
”Yesterday.”
”My hands are currently tied, so if you show the parts clearly I might identify it.”
The young chief did as he was told and Watt started smiling as he looked at the parts.
”There is a high chance it might be Sam.”
”How are you saying that?”
”I recognize some of the parts inside, that broken puppet core and the small gear wheels, I saw Sam using them many times and I never saw another person that used that many inscriptions in a puppet that doesn't have that much combat power.”
”Then why are you saying there is only a chance.”
”I am a bit confused by the choice of poison he used. Generally, he wouldn't use such a mild one.”
”Mild? He put a whole city to sleep.”
”Yeah, generally the scenario would have played differently like whole city dying would have been right up his alley.”
”Are you crazy?”
”Not really, Sam has a weird fascination with poisons and he can wield poison himself, he could create all kinds of twisted cocktails that serve different purposes. He created a poison for indigestion, some spiritual energy interruption, paralysis, a small shock, and many other things.
Most of the time, the poison's goal wouldn't even be killing. He would just make them help him to kill the other person easier.
While the young head is trying to process that, the guards outside came running and said.
”Young head, The tribe head is calling you. There is a lot of commotion outside.”
”Okay.”
He looked at Watt and wanted to ask something but Watt beat him to it.
”This is a message.”
”A message.”
”Yes, A message. This is him directly announcing his presence and showing you what he got. He is showing you what he can do without even showing his face.
Just imagine those bugs are filled with something else than that sleeping poison. Like slow poison that kills them slowly after sucking their vitality or a corrosive gas that could rot your flesh off of you bones.
What do you think would have happened?”
The young head went silent and as the guard knocked the door once again, he ran outside.
When he went downstairs and back to the main building, he saw around thirty corpses placed side by side on the floor.
These are all the Astral Plane cultivators that died within the few minutes of his absence, all died because of the same reason which the healer couldn't comprehend.