County Magistrate He glanced back, then at the fleeing Snake Demons. Gritting his teeth, he continued the pursuit with the Swift March Poem. Great Scholar's Defiled Text was far too important; even if some people died or were wounded, it would be worth it.
"Watch out for the Turtle Demon!"
Fang Yun retreated alongside the academy students.
"You will all die!" the Turtle Demon roared in the demon tongue. It suddenly spat forth a stream of blood tinged with dark green. The blood abruptly turned into poisonous mist, spreading across a radius of a hundred zhang and engulfing everyone.
"This is bad!"
Chen Xibi suddenly swept his Literary Treasure Brush. A strange light flashed from the brush, and three tornadoes dozens of zhang tall rose from the ground, whipping at the poisonous mist.
But the mist was too fast. It engulfed not only over a hundred demons, but also hundreds of Human Race soldiers and Provincial Graduates.
The Provincial Graduates either used Literary Treasures or recited broken verses aloud: "The great wind rises." Small gusts immediately sprang up around them, dispersing the nearby poison mist.
The soldiers suddenly screamed. Though the vital-energy armor from With You, My Comrade was formidable, the poison mist originated from a Demon Marshal's snake venom. Their armor swiftly collapsed, and the mist seeped into their skin. Once the snake venom entered their bodies, there was no cure.
After screaming twice or thrice, more than a hundred soldiers breathed their last.
The people behind them felt their scalps go numb. In particular, the dozen or so academy students who had never truly been on a battlefield before turned green in the face. More than a hundred living people had died just like that. A real battlefield was simply too cruel.
Before the poison mist had dispersed,