"Elder Tang, I know this medicine must be expensive. Give every team member one pill. Once we get back, we'll ask the hall to cover the cost," Luo Xue said.
"Money is a small matter. Lives matter most. Here, one each. Once we're back, the hall can pay whatever it sees fit." Tang Wen was a boy scattering riches, though it pained him considerably.
Only Tu Qianqiu could refine these high-grade Antidote Pills, and he had given Tang Wen just two bottles, with only fifty pills in each. Every pill used meant one fewer left.
That old fellow was stingy. Asking him for more would probably be difficult.
Just then, a sharp crack rang out, and a dozen or so dark figures came running desperately from the distance.
"This is bad! The Corpse Toad Legion is here! Run!" Feng Lingxiao shouted at the sight.
Tang Wen saw several hundred Corpse Toads following the dark figures, leaping after them in pursuit.
Seven or eight of the dozen or so figures were bitten and brought down in an instant. They rolled on the ground, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.
Tang Wen's group drew a breath and ran two li without stopping.
They saw that only two or three of the fastest dark figures remained, darting into the ruins.
Those who had been bitten screamed miserably and thrashed about. Before long, their faces turned as black as coal briquettes and began oozing pus.
Struggling in agony in the sand, they cried out to Tang Wen's group, "Kill me... kill me... please..."
"Kill them. Otherwise, they'll suffer even more," Feng Lingxiao said.
Pfft, pfft, pfft...
Rifle shots rang out, ending it.
"Don't think I'm cruel. For them, this is release. If I ever end up like that, don't hesitate," Feng Lingxiao said