At Lin Du's command, the million soldiers of the Tenth Division responded in unison. Their earth-shaking roar brimmed with long-suppressed anticipation and excitement, like a pack of parched travelers finally catching sight of an oasis!
The surging, spreading dark green poisonous mist was actually "frightened" into briefly stalling by this sudden burst of fanatical fervor, and even its rolling slowed by a few degrees!
There was no retreat, no defense—only... near-mad delight at finding prey and naked greed!
People often said that those who played with poison were somewhat mentally unhinged. At this moment, everyone in the Tenth Division proved that conjecture vividly through their actions!
Under Lin Du's lead, the Tenth Division surged forward like a breached flood. Not only did they not retreat a single step, they charged boldly into that boundless sea of poisonous mist!
"Everyone, start sucking!" Lin Du charged at the front, his voice slightly distorted with excitement.
The Tenth Division now looked exactly like a gang of delinquent youths rushing into a bar to party.
Lin Du flung out an ancient-looking dark green gourd that gave off a faint, chilling gleam. It was the sacred poison-gathering artifact Xu Kun had personally forged for this poison-path genius, which Lin Du usually carried around as his beloved wine flask.
The gourd naturally contained peerless poisonous brew that would kill ordinary people upon contact, but to Lin Du, it was the richest, strongest nectar in the world!
Beyond its vast storage capacity, the gourd's greatest marvel lay in the profound array-weapon runes engraved within it. They could automatically operate a poison-converting formation, transforming the myriad poisons it absorbed into highly toxic wine of distinct grades that was easier to absorb and refine!
At that moment, the entire gourd swelled against the wind, instantly becoming as huge as