Capítulo 1045: Chapter 818: Poison King (Second Update)

(Third update in 90 minutes.)

The urgent buzzing sound wasn’t loud, but clear enough.

Lu Qingxue put down her cup and looked at Mu Fan, “Are they here?”

Mu Fan placed the communicator on the table, letting it vibrate with increasing frequency.

“They’re about to show up.”

After saying that, Mu Fan lifted his head and looked towards the entrance of the Maple Leaf Bar.

The bar, with its fiery red nature theme, was bright and spacious.

Just then, a figure appeared at the door.

When he appeared, a pair of male and female mercenaries near the door frowned simultaneously.

Because a strange smell drifted into their noses.

Following the source of the smell, they saw the strange figure wrapped in a black cloak, face wrapped with purple and green cloth strips.

Fortunately, this was the Maple Leaf Bar, where everyone remembered to always remain elegant.

So the two merely cast a disgusted glance at the black-cloaked figure and walked away from the door with their glasses.

The strange figure seemed oblivious, merely sweeping his murky eyes around before fixing his gaze on the table between Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue.

He woodenly took out another grey communicator from his hand.

The same frequency of buzzing…

Click.

He pressed the vibration button, silencing it.

Then, without regard for anyone else, he walked straight towards Mu Fan, the strange smell causing countless people to politely step aside with their drinks.

Indeed, this was the Maple Leaf Bar, where civility was paramount.

With a faint peculiar scent, Mu Fan sniffed—reminiscent of something he once smelled in Bai Guyue’s garden filled with plants.

“Employer?” The voice was like a rasp scraping.

“Are you… Do?” Mu Fan sized him up.

The black-robed man’s murky eyes looked at Mu Fan and opened his mouth slightly, “The dragon blood tree sap wasn’t brewed properly, your disguise will last at most four days.”

Mu Fan raised his eyebrows in admiration and said, “Truly worthy of the Blood Teeth Team, please sit.”

At the round table, Lu Qingxue and Mu Fan sat at a 30-degree angle on one side, while the black-robed man sat on the other.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat heavy.

However, the black-robed man didn’t seem to mind, and the two opposite showed no change when they saw his face.

In his heart, he silently raised his evaluation of Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue by a notch.

“I’m in a hurry, is the target in Oasis City? Where, what’s the name, I’ll get back to you within eight hours.” The rasping voice under the black cloak carried a subtle confidence.

To the Blood Teeth Team, no one was unkillable.

As long as the money was sufficient, even the Prime Minister’s Mansion wasn’t off-limits.

“Sir, you truly are a member of the Blood Teeth Team, such poise and confidence are rare.” Mu Fan smiled, leisurely asking, “Aren’t you going to ask about the target? If they’re untouchable, you won’t claim the commission.”

“You… talk too much.” He lifted his eyelids, and a murderous glint flashed in his murky eyes.

The bandaged face under the black cloak leaned forward slightly.

The icy-cold voice enunciated, “If it were normal times, someone like you, I’d have killed already.”

Mu Fan’s finger tapping on the wooden table paused.

The amusement in his eyes gradually vanished, growing indifferent bit by bit.

“In that case…”

“Sir, please take a look at this, do you recognize it?”

Mu Fan, who had kept his left hand at his side, raised it, a thin string threaded through a blood-red fang, swaying in the air.

A brilliant light suddenly flashed in the murky eyes under the black cloak!

“Blood Fang Token…”

“Who are you?”

Whoosh, a white light suddenly swept up from under the table.

Under the grey-white cloak, Lu Qingxue’s long sword unsheathed, rising like a dragon from an incredible angle.

With a crack, the entire wooden table was sliced cleanly in half!

The black-cloaked figure, originally seated upfront, abruptly retreated.

A cackling laugh arose, “So you’re enemies… you two can serve as my test subjects, cackle…”

But at that moment, the grey-cloaked figure moved like an elf dancing on a snowy mountaintop, tracing the graceful arc of an antelope.

A blood arrow suddenly shot towards the ceiling!

But the blood wasn’t crimson; it reeked with a foul, black stench.

When the black blood splattered on the ceiling, it instantly hissed with a corrosive sound.

The voice under the black cloak became twisted abruptly, “Dare injure me…”

“I will turn you into specimens.”

The dry horrific arm suddenly extended, five fingers splayed!

Boom!

The black cloak on his body exploded into countless fragments.

A violently spreading black fog rose from the spot.

In just milliseconds, it spread across the entire bar.

Mu Fan, whose right hand was on the tabletop, grabbed a wine glass and flung it while leaping from the spot.

At this moment, as Lu Qingxue stepped down, preparing to strike again with the sword’s momentum.

However, at this moment… both felt darkness all around!

Their movements instantly froze.

The temperature around them seemed to plummet by tens of degrees!

A sense of loneliness emerged from the depths of their hearts, filling them with inexplicable sadness.

And the other patrons in the bar, who were merrily drinking, engaging in spirited, civilized banter.

Upon hearing the commotion here, they intended to stand up.

The black fog covered…

These people slumped to the ground softly.

“I can’t see… Mu Fan.”

Lu Qingxue swung her sword in the air, maintaining a defensive stance, pausing upon saying this.

[I can’t hear either…]

[Nor can I smell those strange odors…]

In that dark world, hallucinatory visions began to fill Lu Qingxue’s mind.

Phantom shadows loomed endlessly, as if at any moment danger might emerge from the surrounding darkness.

Her hands instinctively began performing defensive blocking actions.

Mu Fan, then fell from the air, supporting himself with one hand on the ground, with no further reaction.

A dead silence pervaded the entire tavern.

“Cackle… so many enemies for the Blood Teeth Team, did you really think you’re that significant?”

The black fog dissipated, revealing a frail figure wrapped in interwoven purple and green cloth strips.

Like a bizarre mummy.

At this moment, a sword-inflicted wound had appeared on the cloth strips at his chest.

Black blood was similarly seeping into the cloth strips.

“I am Do? That’s not wrong…”

“But, I have another name… I am called, Poison King.”

Dry fingers flicked lightly, and black-purple powder instantly covered the wounds.

Then, amidst hissing black smoke, the sword-torn chest started to heal.

After carrying out everything, Poison King slowly scanned the area, gazing at the slumbering bodies scattered around.

Then fixed his gaze to the center of the room.

His gaze suddenly turned cruel!