Poison God's Heritage Chapter 687: Last Stand

Chapter 687: Last Stand

"You gotta be f.u.c.king s.h.i.+tting me…" I cursed as I saw the new corpses moving forward.

If the first corpse I fought at stage five doesn't even come close to one of these guys's destructive powers.

Looking at the merchant's smug face, I couldn't help but feel that I was being played.

If other compet.i.tors were to face stuff like this, I'd be even more surprised that they could ever defeat them.

But, since I defeated the first corpse using poison, surely these guys will also suffer from it?

No, I'm not foolish enough to think that would ever happen. Especially when this guy was still smirking clearly expecting me to rely on the poison then see my face darkening as I realize that the poison wasn't going to work.

"Yo," I said to the merchant, my voice cold, and my expressions even colder.

"What? If looks could kill I'd be dead by now." The merchant grinned.

"Show me your wears," I said.

The merchant shrugged and said, "Sure thing," he opened his bag and I took a quick glance at everything he had in it.

Most materials he had were utterly and completely useless. Especially now, since it took those guys about ten seconds to have everything around the gate completely eradicated.

They blew the turrets, the towers, the walls, and the barriers.

The turret shots were unable to even scratch their skins, as they had some sort of powerful aura around them that kept them from being harmed by the turrets.

As for the poison that was fully premating the area, they were completely and utterly invulnerable to is. With their Qi barriers constantly erected, the poison couldn't even penetrate through them.

So, they're almost invulnerable to poison, which is a bit annoying. I suppose they can still be taken down using it but only via an indirect rout. If they were to ingest it or for the poison to directly enter their bodies, both options are not possible for me right now.

But I would rather bite the dust than let this guy get away with this blatant unfairness. I personally had little to no drive to get this stupid t.i.tle.

It wasn't worth it for me to strive for it or obtain it, it is a vain t.i.tle. Although the rewards were good, no reward is worth my life.

However, one should always remember, spite is one nasty a.s.s motivator.

"Give me these," I said as I began choosing a bunch of pricy but very useful herbs and pills.

My current points are enough for me to buy the priciest of tools in his shop, but even some of these turrets and weapons in this shop look like they wouldn't even cause a dent in the corpses.

So I wasn't about to be baited into grabbing them, especially when I noticed the absence of many other weapons in his merchandise.

"I remember seeing a spear that costs a hundred thousand points, how come it's gone?" I asked.

"That spear is only available until the fifth stage, it disappears afterward," he said.

Bulls.h.i.+t, that thing was a G.o.dly weapon under the Void Stage, it could have easily pierced through these corpses skin. But he removed it on purpose so I don't buy it. Also, there is no way anyone would have the points to buy it at the fifth stage.

But since he is the owner of the stage, he can make up any stupid excuse and no one can object.

"I see," I replied and purchased the rest of the poisons and pills I needed.

"What are you planning on doing? Making more poisons?" the Merchant asked when he saw me use my Soul Flame.

"You'll have to watch and see," I replied.

After all, I wasn't about to tell him what I'll be doing, in case he makes up a stupid rule to stop me from doing it.

I continued concocting a great deal of poisons and extracting materials, slightly distracted by the incessant explosions around me. The turrets were constantly shooting out their projectiles to little to no avail. However, it was enough to slow down the corpses although for a little bit of time.

The goal was not to kill them, though I would have hoped that my miniguns had the ability to do so, but the bullets simply bounced off the barriers.

Having completed the first batch of poisons I called the corpse over.

"You cannot directly interfere in the fight, you know that," the merchant said.

"I'm not, I'm just going to do something to this corpse, same as I did to the puppets, it shouldn't be considered interfering." I said.

"It shouldn't, but you're not allowed to use your Qi to improve the corpse or modify it," he said.

"I wasn't, but these should be allowed?" I asked as I showed him several pills in my hand.

The pills in my hand were all exuding a vile aura, they were very nasty pills that have an effect of boosting one's physical ability to an extent.

"Poison pills? Are you trying to kill the corpse completely?"

"Well, they would kill off any living being, but it shouldn't be the case for a corpse," I said as I handed the pill to the corpse.

The latter swallowed them, and suddenly its veins began bulging and a dose of powerful energy began spiraling inside the corpse's body.

The cryptic sun squinted his eyes trying to figure out what was going on, but once he saw the volatile damage the pills were doing inside the corpse's body he snorted and glanced away.

After all, these pills come with a very nasty side effect. Although they would give a powerful boost to physical ability, they would exhaust one's inner Qi in the process, and destroy their organs even cultivators would rather not touch something like this.

But since it was a corpse, it could sustain damage of this extent, however this wasn't all. If only an improvement in physical prowess was all I needed I wouldn't be in this predicament.