The three died too quickly, too suddenly. Even Li Ziran had not reacted in time.
He had seen this method before. It flooded out from the blood before spreading through the entire body, causing the flesh to rot away. It was exactly the same as what had afflicted the Black Dragon, except the Black Dragon's resistance was strong enough that it had not been so apparent.
In an instant, nearly every gaze focused on the green-robed mage. Such a method was truly terrifying.
He merely smiled faintly, as though he did not find his attack cruel in the slightest. Looking at Anfuni, he said confidently, "I did it."
The words were simple, yet he made them sound remarkably forthright.
"Not only those three. If you all sense carefully, you'll find your lips dry, your throats faintly itchy, and a thin sheen of sweat on your foreheads."
Ke'er instinctively touched her forehead and found a layer of sweat there. She could not help licking her lips, immediately realizing that the poison had already slipped into her body during the battle.
Though they had long been on guard against poison mages, this silent and invisible method still shocked them.
Only Li Ziran remained as calm as before. He had experienced it long ago. Someone capable of poisoning a Great Dragon—what did this amount to?
He was merely curious how this mage had spread poison across the battlefield after losing the Corrosion Orb.
"Machi, what are you doing? We are an envoy corps. You should understand the consequences of doing this!" Though she knew it was useless, Anfuni still shouted angrily.
"An envoy corps? What does that count for? Anfuni, in my eyes, you are now the manager of the Li Ziran Association, a fanatical admirer of the Corrupted Witch Doctor, and someone