Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 979 - 239: Poisonous Traps in a Series_3

Chapter 979: Chapter 239: Poisonous Traps in a Series_3

"It couldn’t have been poison in the food, we all ate from the same pot. If it was the food that was poisoned, it wouldn’t make sense for only one person to be affected." Helen shook her head, disagreeing with Fat Luo’s conjecture.

"Blood purge through uterine expulsion." Xiao Cui muttered quietly to himself, his voice not loud, but everyone heard it.

"Obischillaci!" Liu was shocked and slammed hard on the table next to him, causing the malt wine cups on the table to jump up high, frothing over with a "pfft-pfft" sound.

"What? What? What does blood purge through uterine expulsion have to do with the poisoning?" O’Neal blinked his big bulging eyes, trying and failing to understand, and turned to the other militiamen for answers, who rolled their eyes at O’Neal, clueless themselves.

"The little parrot loves to fly around and is especially gluttonous. It never refuses anything offered to it, which makes it easy prey for poisoning by someone with a hidden agenda." Liu said with a sneer.

"The little creature may be the only one in Andulan we could actually poison," Ning Yu sighed as she picked up Liu’s train of thought.

"Oh~" O’Neal understood now.

As soon as the little parrot showed signs of poisoning, with convulsions and foaming at the mouth, Andulan’s medical forces would be put to the test trying to save it. Although the creature could talk, it was not a member of the Wisdom Race, nor was it a magical pet with a mind linked to the priests; naturally, it couldn’t tell anyone where it felt discomfort.

Bloody Mary is a neutralizing toxin; initially, it’s impossible to diagnose, and subsequently, the only method the monks could use would be "blood purge through uterine expulsion," using a prayer of blood to transfer the highly resistant blood of a Super-level Warcraft to the little parrot, utilizing the creature’s natural resistance to combat the toxin’s onslaught—that was the only choice.

The monks’ "prayer of blood" is a worldwide known miraculous Elemental Power; it uses the uterus, the cradle of life, to purge blood and creates a universal blood type from different types, achieving life-saving and healing purposes. The "prayer of blood" can be used for transfusion when one party has a shortage of blood. When both don’t lack blood, the effect of the prayer is to create a bidirectional balance of blood exchange.

The little parrot wasn’t suffering from excessive blood loss; it simply needed the highly resistant blood of a Super-level Warcraft to boost its resistance. In fact, this was precisely what the monks did—they transferred the highly resistant blood of both the Ice Phoenix and another creature into its body. Consequently, the Ice Phoenix, Tang Beryljenna, and the other creature naturally received the excess blood from the parrot’s body.

After the uterine expulsion, the parrot’s blood was fully compatible with the physical makeup of the Ice Phoenix or the other creature. However, the Bloody Mary toxin in the blood couldn’t be removed just by purging, and unfortunately, who helped the parrot undergo the blood rite got afflicted with this devil’s gift, which even the Great Magician Saint Chiao dreaded.

The poisoner had exploited Andulan’s natural resources to the fullest extent. Were it not for Qian Qian’s timely intervention with the "Song of Poison Identification", Andulan’s people might still be in the dark about the nature of the toxin. Had another poisoning occurred and they went through several more rounds of uterine expulsion, the entire city of Andulan would have been doomed, with no one spared. Eventually, everyone would contract this "Bloody Mary," and even if they later deduced the nature of this terrible toxin through a patient’s description, it would have been too late for regrets.

"That’s despicable!" The militiamen, being straightforward, only fully grasped the issue after O’Neal’s explanation, and they were filled with righteous indignation: "Let’s use the steel Teleportation Array to go back to Andulan right now! Let’s go underground and purge Moore’s Elves from their lair!"

"Attack Moore’s Elves!" Even the little parrot lying on the table cursed in a babyish voice.

"Nonsense!" Liu waved his hand imperiously to calm the restless militiamen and made them sit down.

"You used to just toy with these degenerate Elves as if they were fools. Now look, they’ve quietly schemed against you behind your back," Ning Yu said calmly as she settled into a chair, quietly watching Liu’s reaction.

"These guys are good at playing dumb," Liu said quietly, clenching his fist gently; his knuckles cracking as they rubbed against each other.

"Now you must realize that in this world, no one is a fool." Great Magician Saint Chiao leisurely watched Liu with a hint of mocking amusement at the corner of his mouth.

Shit, you wouldn’t know. Several imperial guards muttered this to themselves by the side.

"As expected," Elder Andulan said calmly, "toying arrogantly with other Wisdom Races as if they were mere playthings in the palm of one’s hand is nearly a sign of madness. This has been a lesson."

"Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad," the O’Neal monk chimed in, echoing his master’s sentiment with an air of mumbling prophecy.

"I underestimated them," Liu admitted grimly, pulling out a large cigar and putting it in his mouth. He bit down hard on the end of the cigar, shifting it from the left corner of his mouth to the right: "We’ll settle this score later, they can’t run away, damn it, I’m puzzled—what’s with Moore’s underhanded tricks? I thought I got along with them quite well, fuck!"