The Magus Era - Chapter 1381

Chapter 1381: The Power of the Disease God
"Dong! Dong dong!"





Towards the evening, war drums could be heard from the tens of flying forts . A few Jia Clan warriors bared their upper bodies and lazily growled at the ground .

Countless non-humankind slaves, who had been digging ditches or building walls, dropped their weapons and tools, then yelled, shouted, and leaped towards the campsite . Smoke rose from kitchen chimneys, as the aroma of booze and meat spread out in all directions . Cooks in this slave-hunting army prepared the dinner, and large groups of slave hunters, slaves warriors, and slaves returned to the camp .

On the city wall, Ji Hao looked at those non-humankind slaves who had been scrambling for food in their campsite, then slightly knocked his fingers on a battlement and said, "Yu Mu, do it . They’re gonna throw everything up later anyway . If we wait until they have filled their stomachs, that would be a waste of food!"

Yu Mu laughed, then bit his right middle finger broken, and drew a spell symbol in the air with his blood, sending it onto the Disease God streamer .

A gray mist was released from the streamer . All of a sudden, an indescribable coldness made every living being in Yao Mountain City quiver . Tens of thousands of treemen who put their roots down by streets or alleys waved their branches and rustled their leaves .

Dishi Tu held a glass of wine and stood by the entrance of the tent, scornfully looking at those non-humankind slaves who had been fighting over food like dogs .





"Lowly, rude slaves . Look at their lowly faces! Can you imagine that their ancestors used to build star-sized forts, and even kill holy beings in the holy realm!"

Dishi Tu lowered his voice and whispered to his friends .

The few Yu Clan warriors popped out their eyes in shock, then looked at him and asked, "Commander, how that possible? These lowly slaves, they can’t even read . They…"

"They used to have a glorious civilization . They used to be strong . " Dishi Tu proudly raised his head and sneered, "But no civilization can stop us, the great Yu Clan, from conquering . The destroyed the civilization of these slaves, and that, is also the fate of the humankind . "

"Star-sized forts?" In shock, the few Yu Clan warriors murmured to themselves, "And, holy beings!"

"Some precious fragments are collected in the secret library of the Dishi Family . " Dishi Tu said proudly, showing off the history of the Dishi Family and his own great family ground . "I was luckily allowed to study in there for seven days . In there, I learned many powerful secret magic, and a lot of intentionally erased histories . "

Slightly shaking the glass in his hands, he continued with a low voice, "We need to know that the death of a holy being can never be recorded in a history book . After all, holy beings are immortal, aren’t they?"

The few Yu Clan warriors smiled knowingly and happily like a group of weasels which had just filled their stomachs with chicken, sensing pleasure from both their bodies and their souls . Talking about these top secrets that no other people could know made them feel so special, like standing high up above clouds, looking down at the masses .

"Eh?" One of them abruptly covered his lower belly with his hand . Slightly frowning, he said, "It’s strange, I am a bit…

Dishi Tu’s face twitched as he buried his belly in his hands too . Knitting his eyebrows, he stuttered, "I’m having a stomachache . I sensed a weird, burning pain . It can’t be! We’ve been eating solid foods prepared for regular armies these days . No such things can happen . "

As their stomachs grumbled, they twisted their faces . Their faces turned slightly pale .

Dishi Cha hurriedly took out his amulet that hung on his neck and cast a spell . The amulet released a green light, which spread on the bodies of his and his friends . This was one great function of this amulet, that once it was triggered, it would emit a green light to sterilize everything under the coverage of the light . The green light was highly effective on all weird kinds of toxins and poisonous bugs .

Things weren’t that bad before Dishi Tu triggered the amulet . The moment the green light poured on their bodies, the pain in their bellies began growing like wild grasses nourished by the strongest fertilizer . Their gastrointestinal motilities were promoted so largely, and their stomachs rumbled loudly .





Soon, large amounts of gas were generated inside their bellies . They began farting and burping, one after another, without an end . Gradually, they felt their internal organs were even about to be pushed out of their mouths .

"Medicine!" Dishi Tu barely took out a golden medicine sealed in a transparent crystal tube . This was a secretly concocted medicine for military use, which could effectively help with all kinds of negative situations and quickly replenish energies, allowing the users to be energetic and high-spirited in a few days after a dose of it .

Only high-grade commanders in regular armies of Yu Dynasty could have great medicines like this . The few Yu Clan warriors took out the same medicines and poured into their mouths, but afterward, their faces twisted even worse, like evil ghosts .

The medicine flew into their stomachs, but they sensed no effect of it, as if the medicine was devoured by something else inside them before the effects showed .

A greater pain erupted like a volcano . The medicine failed to weaken any pain . On the contrary, it triggered a hundred times sharper pain . Like pouring a bucket of oil on a fire, the pain triggered by the medicine momentarily struck Dishi Tu and these Yu Clan warriors down .

Following a ghost-cry-like shrill howl, Dishi Tu and the others fell to the ground, with their bellies buried in their hands . Their internal organs had been twitching intensely, while cold sweat streamed down their backs . Their sweat was ice-cold and sticky, covering their deathly pale skin and looking like a layer of rotten egg white, emitting a stinky smell .

"I, I, I…" A Yu Clan warrior tremblingly murmured a few words, then passed out because of the unbearable pain .

Dishi Tu opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of sticky gastric juice, then began vomiting blood . After each mouthful of blood was squeezed out of his body, he would be weakened a bit . Letting out seven to eight mouthfuls of blood, he fell on the ground, limp and feeble, without any strength left in him .

Like a dead fish, Dishi Tu looked at the campsite in a distance away . In there, countless slaves, dark-kind warriors, and Jia Clan warriors had been rolling on the ground, covering their bellies with their hands, howling and twitching in pain . Those non-humankind slaves were relatively weaker . Therefore, after a short series of cries, they ‘luckily’ fainted .

Poor Jia Clan warriors . They were all strong and sturdy, especially energetic, with thriving life-forces . Their bodies could endure the pain that was a thousand times worse than what put those slaves into unconsciousness . They screamed hoarsely and twitched on the ground, with their eyes bulged from the sockets, thickly covered in blood streaks .

"Thud!" Two flying forts, which were pretty close to each other, bumped together . On the walls of the two forts, tens of Jia Clan warriors fell down while howling . The same screeches could be heard from inside the two flying forts as well, but soon, all noises started fading .

"All down . We’re dead!" Dishi Tu cried in despair .

Before he fell unconscious, he murmured, "How much ransom money do I need to pay for myself? Damn it, I’m gonna be broke!"