Chapter 167: Poison Witch

“A while ago, I accepted a mission. When the Fallen King escaped, he kidnapped many holy Nuns. My mission was to go to Fallen City to rescue them. These past few days, in order to gather news about Fallen City, I asked around everywhere, asking well-informed Demon Hunters and great merchants. I was tired to death!”

Hu Feng shook his head. As he spoke, he looked at the confused Arthas. Without changing his expression, he quickly found an excuse that was almost flawless. Sure enough, hearing him say this, the latter’s expression quickly eased.

“Lord Moss, the kidnapped Nuns must be rescued quickly. I was just preparing to set off in the next few days to head to the distant Fallen City. You see…”

After stabilizing the wary Arthas, Hu Feng quickly looked for a way to escape.

Traveling with an experienced Angel Squad, if he accidentally revealed the slightest clue, the consequences would be unimaginable. Besides, there was also the terrifyingly power ful Prinhus traveling with them, making this journey even more dangerous. He had to find a way to refuse this troublesome mission. At this moment, going to Fallen City to rescue the many Nuns was obviously the best excuse. At the critical moment, he wisely kept his mouth shut about the request to release Bailier’s father, to avoid further complications.

“The mission to go to Fallen City, I will hand that to others to handle. Hu Feng, you are the youngest and most potential Judgment Divine Official in our Glory Castle, and you are the most familiar with the Wasteland. You should complete the mission to hunt down the Previous Saintess and the Great Demon Head first!”

Hu Feng quickly calculated, but unfortunately, a single sentence from Great Divine Official Moss dashed his hopes. He paused, took out a glittering crystal bottle from his bosom, and signaled the maid beside him to hand it to Hu Feng. “Whether hunting the Previous Saintess or the evil Great Demon Head, this mission is extremely dangerous. Hu Feng, this is a drop of Dragon Vein Crystal Marrow, take it. I hope this drop of Crystal Marrow can make your strength rise another level! Remember, set off early tomorrow morning, don’t delay Lord Arthas’s actions!”

“Yes, thank you, Lord!”

Hu Feng took the priceless Crystal Marrow and bowed respectfully. Although he was a little disappointed in his heart, his face did not show any abnormality, and he quickly left. Behind him, Arthas and the others also quickly took their leave. Soon, only Great Divine Official Moss remained in the spacious hall. The fine needle in her hand danced up and down, embroidering a lifelike figure on the white robe. A large black cloak over the head, a pair of huge black wings spread behind, cold eyes were exceptionally conspicuous in the pervading black mist.

“Great Demon Head, hahaha, Great Demon Head…”

Looking at the figure on the white robe, Moss, who was neither male nor female, laughed loudly. Then, her face changed, and she fiercely stabbed a needle into her own arm. Pain, mixed with pleasure, against the backdrop of the fiery red robe, her face looked exceptionally ferocious, ignoring the blood seeping out of her arm. After a long while, she then walked away as if nothing had happened.

Returning to the courtyard where he lived, Hu Feng quickly summoned Bailier out and explained the situation to her.

“Lord, does this mean there is no way to rescue my father?”

Bailier’s eyes were red and swollen, she didn’t know how long she had been crying. Although she felt incredibly uncomfortable in her heart, she understood that Hu Feng had done his best.

She knew Hu Feng’s identity very well. If it was exposed, he would not be able to stand in Glory Castle at all. Although he was very powerful, he could not fight against Glory Castle, where Strongers gathered, alone. Besides, an Angel Squad dedicated to hunting him had appeared inside the castle. If a trace of Death Aura leaked out, he would probably immediately suffer a terrible siege!

Looking at Bailier who was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, Hu Feng secretly sighed. After pondering for a while, he said, “It’s not that there is no way at all, we still have one last method. A living person cannot be rescued, but a cold corpse, that’s different!”

Under the pressure of the Angel Squad, Hu Feng had to act cautiously.

At this moment, sneaking into the dungeon to forcibly take the person away was definitely a stupid choice. Even if he wasn’t caught on the spot, but if he alerted the high-level officials of Glory Castle and the Monastery, it would be even more disadvantageous for him. If someone with ulterior motives found the slightest clue, everything would be abandoned, and he might even be trapped on the spot before he could escape.

Forcibly taking the person away was unwise, but after setting foot on the Wasteland with Arthas and the others tomorrow morning, he didn’t know when he would be able to return. And Bailier’s father could be executed at any time, so waiting like this was not an option.

“A cold corpse? Lord, you mean…” Bailier looked at Hu Feng with doubt, widening her beautiful big eyes.

“We can silently sneak into the prison and give your father a colorless and tasteless poison. After taking it, he will quickly fall to the ground, with no breathing, no body temperature, no different from a dead person.” Hu Feng’s thoughts moved like lightning. As he spoke, he calculated strictly, then continued, “According to the laws of the Monastery, after confirming the death of a criminal, they will quickly drag him out for burial, so as not to become a source of plague. At that time, we just need to quietly follow up, and we can safely rescue your father!”

“Lord Hu Feng, what kind of poison is that, can you refine it? After drinking it, will it have any effect on the body?”

Bailier’s eyes lit up, then she looked at Hu Feng with doubt.

Through the contact during this period of time, she gradually changed her impression of Hu Feng, the Great Demon Head, and deeply realized his powerful strength and power. However, although Hu Feng was powerful, powerful to an incredible degree, far exceeding the Saint Domain Strongers of the same level. But, in her memory, she had never seen him use poison techniques.

The method Hu Feng mentioned was good, but at the critical moment, where could they find such poison now?

On the Wasteland, true Strongers were rare to see, but Strongers who were good at using poison and detoxifying were even rarer!

“Bailier, don’t forget, I am the Emperor of Wu Gate. I am not good at refining poisons, but that doesn’t mean there is no such expert beside me!”

Hu Feng smiled and waved his hand to summon the Witch Elder Natalia.

What was the Witch clan best at?

Not fate, not sharp arrows, but curses and poisons! To be able to cultivate curses and poisons to the extreme and fuse them into one, that would be the poison within poisons, killing people invisibly, making people turn pale at the mention of it—the Poison Witch!

Witch Elder Natalia, who was good at the Great Curse Technique, was the most powerful Poison Witch among Poison Witches, fusing the Great Dark Witchcraft and the Great Curse Technique into one. With one strike, even a top Stronger like Prince Barton of the Undead would be unable to move and be at their mercy!

Creating the Wu Gate was not a spur of the moment for Hu Feng, but a huge plan. He prepared to integrate all three thousand Ancient Divine Abilities into the ultimate skills of the Wu Gate, creating a unique Witchcraft in this world. In his plan, the poison techniques and curses of the Witch clan occupied a considerable position. He prepared to convert all the Witch clan into powerful Poison Witches at the appropriate time. When that time came, when two armies faced each other, hundreds of thousands of Poison Witches would come out, and without fighting head-on, they could make the enemy die without knowing how they died.

In the twenty-first century, what was the most powerful weapon on Earth?

Not hydrogen bombs, not atomic bombs, but the hard-to-guard-against biochemical weapons. A seemingly ordinary flu might take countless lives in a short time; changing a small part of the genes of rice or corn could slowly destroy a huge nation. This was not alarmist talk, but a fact that was already happening, it was just that some people deliberately covered it up, some people ignored it, and some people were ignorant. The sudden SARS did not make most people wake up, but Hu Feng, who majored in human biological engineering in university, had long realized this.

“Lord, thank you!”

Looking at the Witch Elder Natalia beside Hu Feng, Bailier suddenly realized. She had long heard of the power of the Great Dark Witchcraft and Great Curse Technique of the Witch clan.

…

Time was tight. After getting the poison, Hu Feng used the Great Teleportation Technique and disappeared quickly with Bailier. The next moment, they appeared silently beside her seriously injured father.

“Father, quickly, quickly drink this poison!” Bailier understood that time was short and quickly explained in her father’s ear.

“Okay!”

Although he was seriously injured, as the lord of a city, Bailier’s father was resolute and decisive. He quickly drank the poison. Then, he started shouting hoarsely, attracting several guards who were like tigers and wolves.

“What are you doing, what are you doing, why are you shouting?”

The guards who were awakened were furious. They raised their barbed whips, preparing to whip down hard to make the suddenly crazy old man quiet down. Unexpectedly, before the tough whip could strike, the shouting old man suddenly slammed his head hard against the wall, bleeding profusely. Then, he fell softly to the ground.

“Not good, he’s dead!”

After observing for a moment, seeing that the old man was still lying motionless on the ground, a guard opened the cell door and walked in to touch him. He suddenly screamed, only then discovering that the old man had actually died. There was no breathing at all. In this cold weather, the body quickly stiffened, without a trace of life.

“Sigh, poor thing, he must have committed suicide because he couldn’t stand the torture!”

“Hush, keep your voice down. You don’t want to live anymore, don’t drag others down!”

…

Several guards looked at each other. After a moment of silence, they quickly reported to their superior Commander. Not long after, a White-robed Priestess walked in surrounded by guards. She looked around and confirmed that the old man was indeed dead, then left quickly without expression. Behind her, a tall jailer dragged the stiff old man out, threw him onto a carriage specially used for transporting corpses, and headed straight for the Wasteland outside the city.

“Lord, my father… will he lose too much blood, and then really…”

Hiding in the darkness, looking at the carriage going away, Bailier was worried. She was glad that her father had finally escaped the clutches of the devil, but she was also worried that something might really happen to her father. Her heart was up and down, wishing she could chase after him immediately.

“No, Witch Elder Natalia had already considered this situation. The swallowed poison has the effect of stopping bleeding.”

Hu Feng lay beside Bailier, holding her soft left hand. “Bailier, don’t worry, wait a bit longer. Wait until the carriage comes back, then we will go out of the city to rescue your father. Rest assured, there won’t be any problems!”

Hiding on the roof of the majestic hall, they could watch from a distance as the carriage crossed street after street. After pausing for a moment at the city gate, it stepped onto the vast Wasteland and headed straight for a small grove to the west. More than half an hour later, the tall jailer drove the carriage back in a hurry, with a gloomy face. Thinking about having to go out alone to bury the corpse in the middle of the night, he kept talking non-stop and cursing.