The dark purple powder exploded and, guided and propelled by countless gravitational threads, instantly filled the cage.
In the Air-Stasis Corridor, the mercenaries moved very slowly and had no way to dodge.
However, Lennar was not flustered when he saw this. Instead, he showed a smug smile. They had already learned from the information provided by Rig that the spider monster could use poison, so they had prepared a large amount of antidote in advance.
As expected, the mercenaries held their breath and each took out a bottle of potion, Your Excellency.
"Haha, a monster is a monster. Even if it has some intelligence, it's nothing to fear." Rig laughed. After drinking the antidote, he felt great and even glanced at Gustavo, hoping to see him panic.
However, to Rig's disappointment, those eight eerie green eyes showed only indifference and mockery, without a trace of fear.
"An antidote? Hah!" Gustavo didn't care at all.
Hades is a four-star poison, and even the incomplete version is a three-star Rare quality. Moreover, it can attack the soul, and there are very few antidotes that match it, so its value goes without saying.
Ordinary one- or two-star, or even three-star, antidotes are utterly useless against Hades, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Sure enough, the next moment, a mercenary fell to the ground.
"Pfft!"
The Tier Four mercenary spat out a mouthful of black blood, his entire body turned pitch black, and finally began to melt, becoming a disgusting, black mass that emitted a foul stench.
Thump! Thump!
One by one, the mercenaries fell to the ground, their weapons dropping to the floor.
Life ranks from lowest to highest, falling one by one.
Many people don't even have time to react before their souls are corrupted by Hades, and their lives are taken away in a daze.
Poisonous fog filled the air, corpses littered the ground; Hades, true to his name, was the king who reaped lives.
"How... how could this be? Why isn't the antidote working?" Rig stumbled and squatted on the ground. In his werewolf form, all his fur had fallen out, and pieces of flesh on his cheeks were loose and falling off.
Snap, snap...
Soon, Rig was reduced to a skeleton, motionless.
Not only him, but all 106 mercenaries, including Elia, couldn't even bother attacking Gustavo. They either perished or sat on the ground coughing up blood.
Those with great strength can leave behind their bones, while those with weak strength are simply melted away and their souls collapse.
"That's ruthless!" The fairy Lennar collapsed to the ground, looking up at Gustavo not far away.
Lennar could tell that the spider monster also had no way to cure the poison and was also just enduring it.
This is a typical tactic used by the opponent to kill a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of their own.
So ruthless, so decisive!
It matches the description in the intelligence report exactly.
The only difference is that the toxins used by the other party were many times stronger.
With such terrifying toxicity, even Lennar Ninth-Rank Transcendent Lifeform might not be able to withstand it.
Lennar's guess was correct. Hades is indiscriminate in his attacks, and his gravity can only restrain some physical poisons. As for attacks on the soul, Gustavo has no choice but to endure them.
But Lennar's guess wasn't entirely correct either.
Thanks to the [Poison Calamity Body] talent, Gustavo's poison resistance was greatly increased. In addition, his soul strength was high enough that he only suffered severe damage to his soul and was far from dying.
Losing 800 of your own is an exaggeration; it should be more like killing 1,000 enemies while losing 400 of your own!
"Despicable! Shameless!" Elia staggered to her feet, wanting to raise her hammer to attack, but found herself too weak to even lift it.
"Despicable? In this world, there are only victors, not despicable ones. Besides, isn't your attack on me despicable?" Gustavo sneered.
With his soul wounded and surrounded by poisonous mist, he couldn't act rashly and could only retaliate verbally.
After being taken aback by Gustavo's retort, Elia remained silent; she was not good with words to begin with.
"Lennar, quickly put away the alternate dimension. It's come to this, we have no choice but to retreat," the ratman April said weakly.
Now, only four living beings remain in the entire alternate dimension.
Gustavo, Elia, Lennar, and April.
The first three are all Tier Eight combatants, while only April is Tier Seven. He has survived until now thanks to part of his mechanical body.
Robots are not afraid of poison.
However, April is not a fully-fledged robot; its life core is still flesh and blood, and it also possesses a soul.
"It's no use, it's too late!" Lennar sighed.
He himself does not possess the ability to activate the Alternate Space Prison, and taking it back requires a certain amount of preparation time, which is an inconvenience of spell scrolls.
Under normal circumstances, after killing Gustavo, Lennar would have had ample time, but now...
Gustavo has stood up!
Call!
The repulsive field spread out from him, instantly engulfing half of the alternate dimension, pushing away all the physical poisonous mist.
Click! Click! Click!
With eight legs moving, producing a crisp, clanging sound like steel clashing, Gustavo slowly approached Elia and looked down at her.
"Ah..." Elia roared, her eyes bloodshot, staring at Gustavo with intense hatred. She trembled and struggled to her feet, but...
Thump!
She fell heavily to the ground again!
Gustavo scrutinized her, as if her actions had touched a nerve. His gaze was complex as he spoke, "While I don't understand the source of your hatred, resentment and madness are insufficient to bridge the chasm. If these useless emotions could bring power, then there would be no inferior races in the Astral Realm!"
As he spoke, Gustavo recalled his past life.
The hatred of annihilation, the hatred of national destruction, the hatred of planet extermination!
None of them were hated as deeply or as madly Elia!
But it didn't work!
Weak is weak!
"Let me give you some face!"
As soon as she finished speaking, strands of spider silk pierced through Elia's head and heart.
The latter's eyes widened, and she collapsed heavily to the ground. In her final moments, what appeared before her was that spring noon, the sunlight soft and gentle, the scenery breathtaking, the young man full of youthful vigor, and the young woman's heart fluttering with love...
"Tula..."
"Before you die, may I tell you your race?" Lennar forced a smile.
"No!" Gustavo said, shooting out a spider silk that killed the elf.
The last ratman.
The other party wasn't so principled.
"Spare me, sir! I'll be your subordinate; I'll do anything you ask."
"Is that so?" Gustavo asked with a half-smile.
"Of course!" the ratman nodded quickly.
"What is this?" Gustavo asked, pulling out something that looked like parchment.
"This is..." The ratman was about to answer when, as if remembering something, he cautiously looked at Gustavo and mustered his courage to say, "If you promise not to kill me, I'll tell you!"
Gustavo's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded, saying, "Alright, I swear in the name of my race, as long as you tell me what this thing is, I will let you go."
The ratman was overjoyed. In his view, someone with such a powerful bloodline as Gustavo must value racial honor. Swearing an oath in the name of the race would most likely secure the victory.
"This is..."
The rat-man explained in detail, and then thoughtfully asked, "Do you have any further questions?"
"Gone!" Gustavo said, his blade slicing across the ratman's neck, and a rat's head leaped up.
oath?
Dragon-Hunting Spider are only loyal to allies and relatives; enemies?
We are Void Predator, a truly evil force! What is integrity?
Turning around, Gustavo recalled the information the ratman had just revealed.
"Crimson Terror..."