Chapter 245
He Yong looked on listlessly at the densely packed vine creepers . They hung down like snakes, their ends slightly moving . They would flock to whichever wounded person who made any movement . He Yong was a brave wood elementalist . The vines he once treated as his partner were now indicting him cruelly .
From his initial fear to his collapse to the numbness he felt now, He Yong already knew he had no hope of surviving .
At this point, he was actually less afraid . He was merely waiting for the Death God’s arrival .
Without hope, people were able to feel calm instead . Complain? There was nothing to complain about . Death meant the end . Killing his partners with his own hands had brought greater and endless suffering .
His trial had already started when he was infected with the blood poison .
The blood poison spread inside his body and he felt a terrifying, ferocious beast awakening within . He would rather die a quiet death as a wounded soldier in the military camp than lose consciousness and start attacking humans like a wild beast . He would rather die than use this body to kill his friends and family .
Death did not arrive immediately . The blood poison was still spreading .
The moments before death often made people reflect on all that they had done in life . While he had not accomplished anything significant his whole life, had not earned a lot of money, had not achieved great success, and had some unfulfilled wishes, he was already very content .
He had a cute child, a beautiful wife, and most importantly, they were still alive .
He had pushed them aside at the last moment . Feeling proud of his bravery, there was no better ending than this .
He was going to die, but they would live on nicely . That was enough for him .
He felt lucky in fact . All he needed to do now was to enjoy his last moments of glory as he waited for the arrival of death .
The blood poison spread very quickly and he could feel the changes within his body . It was not weak . Rather, it was filled with power . Impetuous power . Thoughts of massacre and the intention to kill emerged in his head continuously, growing uncontrollably like wild weeds .
His body was strengthening, his nails becoming as sharp as feline claws . In the middle of the night, he could hear sounds of bones growing . His flesh was becoming thicker, and his hair was growing at a visible speed . His voice became coarser, more turbid, and he even started howling lowly like a wild beast .
His vision became blood red . He stirred restlessly . Any tiny bit of sound greatly provoked his murderous instincts .
He started losing control over his body and would attack anyone who came near .
He Yong noticed that his control was rapidly declining, but he was not that afraid . It happened to the other wounded people as well . The spread of the blood poison would beastify them, turning them into dangerous blood fiends who frantically attacked everything around them .
At this time, the vines above his head would make the final judgment and end his life .
He Yong knew that his time was almost up . The closer he came, the more he felt that death was a form of release . He could not control his body . His mind was filled with evil thoughts, unable to recall the beautiful moments of his life or the beautiful smiles on his wife and child’s faces .
What was the point of living like this? The thought that his family would see him in this ugly state made him tremble . When compared to that, death meant nothing .
It was time to end everything .
Come on!
Yet, what he feared happened . The fluttering vines continued swaying leisurely above his head, as if he was not there .
Kill me quickly!
He shouted madly, but only angry, beast-like grunts came out of his throat .
The vines above had no reaction whatsoever .
Why?
An insane bloodlust overtook his body and mind, exploding suddenly . The scarlet red world was like a tide that occupied his vision and brain . His remaining rationality shrank into a corner, witnessing everything that was happening . His body felt so foreign and was no longer under his control .
All of a sudden, he pounced on the person closest to him, his hands full of sharp nails that effortlessly pierced into the victim’s body .
What he got in return was a beast-like bellow .
The whole camp turned into a cruel wrestling ring .
Looking down at the fight that was currently raging, Yan Hai’s heart was filled with frigid air . Thousands of people killing simultaneously… such a chaotic, bloody scene made his hands and feet icy . He had never thought of himself as a good person, but the sight before him still frightened him .
What he feared more was the person beside him . The mastermind of it all, Sir Tian Kuan .
Half had fallen in the blink of an eye . The wild beasts’ angry grunts became sparser as well . Corpses and crisscrossing streams of fresh blood filled the ground . It was simply a bitter and bleak looking battleground .
Tian Kuan fiddled with the plants unhurriedly .
The densely packed vines grew swiftly, and like agile snakes, they dipped into the bloodpool . They suctioned and absorbed the fresh blood greedily, as if they were tasting a delicacy . Blood red wisps invaded the tender greenery, producing an exceptionally demonic effect .
"This fresh blood is first-rate fertilizer . It cannot be wasted," Tian Kuan commented indifferently .
Yan Hai quivered . "Sir, your subordinate is slow-witted . There’s something I don’t quite understand," he started to say, but not without hesitation .
"Oh, what do you not get?" Tian Kuan replied casually .
Yan Hai questioned carefully, "These wounded soldiers were infected by the sacred blood and are already our people . Isn’t this… a pity?"
"A pity?" Tian Kuan burst out laughing . "You think it’s a pity?"
Yan Hai stammered, "What I meant was that if this many people were to team up, their power would be commendable . "
Tian Kuan smiled . "I only need useful people . There are many of them, but the majority are useless . I only need the cream of the crop . 50 of them is all I need . "
Yan Hui trembled inwardly, his legs fighting to remain straight . Cold sweat poured down his back .
"Filtering 50 out from a few thousand is enough of a chance given to them . " Tian Kuan laughed lightly . "If they die, it only means that they were too weak . Only victors have the right to gain that opportunity . "
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