The Deicide Venom, ranked as the most lethal among the top ten toxins, was deemed insurmountable within the realm of terrestrial immortals.
Simply put, aside from Arion of Sacred Wrym Summit, no one in the world was resilient enough to withstand this venom’s effect.
Hence, Reagan’s demise was inevitable, making it imperative to avoid hasty decisions at this juncture.
“Sir Judd!”
The three grandmaster-level elders were visibly alarmed when they saw Reagan poisoned. Without missing a beat, they hurried forward, prepared to step in.
“Get out of the way!” Reagan shouted, sweeping his Inferno Fury Spear sideways.
The force, comparable to a massive weight, propelled the three Dragon Guard elders into the air. Each of them spat up blood, sustaining serious injuries.
Teetering on the brink of madness, Reagan harbored distrust for anyone approaching following Julius’s earlier sneak attack. So, he regarded anyone who approached him as his enemy.
“I’ll kill every one of you!”
Reagan relentlessly swung the Inferno Fury Spear, sending out razor-sharp spear auras that turned the three- hundred-foot radius around him into a lethal zone.
Anything that was living or inanimate within this range would be destroyed by the menacing spear shadows.
After this frenzy, he spat out another mouthful of black blood, revealing signs of weakness and disorientation. Only at this point did the red glow in his eyes gradually fade, and the frenzied momentum finally waned.
“You bunch of scum, I’ll kill all of you sooner or later!”
Reagan left behind a menacing ultimatum before swiftly turning to flee. He transformed into a shadow and headed toward the base.
He was debilitated by the potent poison and weakened by Dustin’s earlier sword attack. Reagan needed to withdraw urgently for recovery and detoxification.
As long as Reagan returned to his territory, even with Dustin and the others possessing extraordinary abilities, they couldn’t breach the base’s defenses.
“Chase after him!” Dustin commanded, spurring his team to pursue Reagan. Reagan’s current isolated and weakened state was the opportune moment for a decisive strike that couldn’t be missed.
“Albert! Take this!”
In the heat of the pursuit, Dustin casually tossed a Rejuvenatium pill to Albert.
Unlike the one given to Julius earlier, this particular pill was a potent concoction designed to swiftly replenish spent energy and counteract the adverse effects of the secret Rhys technique.
“Thank you, Your Highness!” Albert promptly consumed the pill. The moment it entered his system, a comforting warmth permeated his body, dispelling fatigue and revitalizing his energy.
“Keep up the pace! We can’t afford to let Reagan slip away!” Dustin ordered.
“Logan, Reagan has been poisoned with the Deicide Venom, and his demise is inevitable. So, there’s no need to rush, right?” Julius cautioned.
His main worry focused on Reagan’s desperate retaliation against himself.
“Although the Deicide Venom is potent, I cannot assure you with absolute certainty that it will be fatal for Reagan. Until we verify his demise, we must remain vigilant and avoid any negligence!”
Dustin upheld a serious attitude. Following thorough preparation and anticipation, this juncture offered a pivotal chance that brooked no margin for error or the slightest chance.
In Dustin’s perspective, that day was the day Reagan must die.
