Chapter 1105
Kun Well Water Berserk Potion?
The physical defenses that the undead, tempered by the waters of Kun Well, were so proud of were rendered useless by Liu Xian's attacks, as if that evil energy simply did not exist.
"No! My undead!" Fang Gu roared hysterically, wildly swinging his bone staff, trying to control the undead to fight back.
No matter how he activated his magic, the undead could not get close to Liu Xian and could only be continuously slaughtered like wheat being harvested.
The dense necromantic energy permeated the air, but it was instantly frozen by the chill emanating from Liu Xian, turning into ice crystals, which then shattered and dissipated.
In just a short while, the originally swarming army of undead was reduced to only a handful, and Liu Xian's figure appeared in front of Fang Gu.
Fang Gu was so frightened that he turned around and tried to run away.
But Liu Xian was much faster than him, grabbing him by the back of his collar and lifting him up like a chick.
"Let me go! Do you know who I am? I am the village chief of Yangyang Village! I can control the undead! I can!" Fang Gu struggled frantically, roaring and threatening.
Liu Xian's eyes were icy cold as she raised her hand and struck Fang Gu on the back of the neck.
With a "thud," Fang Gu instantly lost consciousness and collapsed into Liu Xian's arms.
Everything happened too fast. From the time Fu Ye and his two companions appeared to the time it took for Liu Xian to kill all the undead and subdue Fang Gu, it was only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The villagers of Luohua Village were dumbfounded, unable to react for a long time. The undead army that had just plunged them into despair had been dealt with so easily?
Xie Sang trembled with excitement and quickly bowed to Fu Ye, saying, "Thank you so much, Lord Fu Ye, for saving my life! We, Luo Hua Village, will never forget your great kindness!"
The other villagers also reacted quickly, kneeling down and kowtowing to Fu Ye in gratitude.
Fu Ye nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "No need for formalities."
He looked at Liu Xian: "Send him to the military magistrate guarding the ancient capital and report the truth."
"Yes, sir." Liu Xian nodded, picked up the unconscious Fang Gu, and disappeared into the distance in a flash.
Liu Ru walked up to Xie Sang and handed him a small jade bottle: "This contains a potion that can purify death energy. Sprinkle it around you to dispel the evil spirits left behind by the dead."
Xie Sang quickly accepted it, tears of gratitude streaming down her face: "Thank you so much, Miss! Thank you so much, Lord Fu Ye!"
Fu Ye didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
Liu Ru followed closely behind, and the two figures quickly disappeared from the spot.
It wasn't until long after Fu Ye and his companions had left that the villagers of Luohua Village dared to stand up, still feeling lingering fear as they looked at the scattered bones of the dead.
"Village Chief, Lord Fu Ye is truly a god descended to earth!" a villager exclaimed.
Xie Sang nodded, gripping the jade bottle tightly in her hand: "From now on, Lord Fu Ye will be our Luo Hua Village's second parents! We must always remember this kindness!"
The northern city wall of the ancient capital, the command post for the city defense.
A military strategist strode into the tent and solemnly reported to his superiors.
"Sir! We just received news that there are suspected undead appearing in the western suburbs of the ancient capital. Luohua Village was attacked by undead, but was fortunately saved by a young mage!"
"A young mage?" The officer frowned. "The war outside the ancient capital is intense right now. How can you still have the mind to manage the villages in the suburbs? Tell me more."
"Yes!" the military magistrate hurriedly replied. "According to the village chief of Luohua Village, the one who made the move was a young man named Fu Ye, accompanied by two women. Fu Ye's strength is unfathomable. The women beside him single-handedly killed all the undead and subdued the mastermind behind it all!"
"The mastermind?"
"Yes! The mastermind behind this is Fang Gu, the village chief of Yangyang Village! After his plea for help was rejected due to the drying up of the Kun Well, he went mad and used the water of the Kun Well to temper the dead, slaughtering more than 300 people from five villages in the northern suburbs! If it weren't for Lord Fu Ye's intervention, Luohua Village would not have escaped its fate either!"
The military strategist's words caused the faces of all the generals in the tent to change drastically.
The slaughter of five villages? The use of Kun Well water to refine the dead? This is utterly unheard of! "This is no small matter!" the officer exclaimed immediately. "Report this up the chain of command immediately, and make sure Councilor Zhu Meng is aware of it!"
The message traveled as fast as it could, as if it had sprouted wings.
From the city's garrison mages to high-ranking military officials, then to the Magic Association, and finally, the news reached Zhu Meng, who was directing the battle.
At this moment, Zhu Meng had just joined forces with Du Xiao to repel a wave of undead attacks. He was covered in black undead blood and his face was somewhat pale.
Upon receiving the report, he was first taken aback, then his expression changed drastically.
"What did you say? Fang Gu used the water from the Kun Well to temper the dead? And slaughtered five villages?"
"Yes, Director Zhu Meng," the military magistrate reported respectfully.
"Fang Gu has been subdued by Lord Fu Ye's men and sent to the city's military law office for custody. The villagers of Luohua Village are unharmed, but no one from the other five villages survived."
Zhu Meng frowned deeply, a hint of anger and seriousness flashing in his eyes.
The water of Kunjing is the source of the spiritual veins of the northern suburban villages, containing special energy. Unexpectedly, it can be used to temper the dead!
Moreover, Fang Gu is so insane that he didn't hesitate to slaughter hundreds of innocent villagers in order to take revenge!
This is no longer a simple undead uprising, but a man-made massacre!
"Lord Fu Ye," Zhu Meng murmured to himself, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He never expected that Fu Ye would actually step in to help the villagers of Luohua Village at such a time.
Even more unexpectedly, Fang Gu's matter has led to such serious consequences.
"Director, what should we do now?" Du Xiao asked from the side. He had also heard the report and his expression was equally solemn.
Zhu Meng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "First, keep Fang Gu under strict guard and forbid anyone from contacting him! Also, immediately send people to the five villages in the northern suburbs to handle the aftermath and thoroughly investigate the anomaly of the Kun Well water!"
"As for Lord Fu Ye," Zhu Meng paused, a hint of awe flashing in his eyes, "I will handle this matter; you need not concern yourselves with it."
"understand!"
The military magistrate immediately went down to relay the order.
Zhu Meng gazed towards the northern suburbs, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
however.
The most urgent task is to defend the northern city wall and, at the same time, uncover the secrets behind Fang Valley.
He turned to look at the mages who were fighting the undead and shouted.
"Gentlemen! A tragedy has occurred in the northern suburbs; five villages have been slaughtered by a madman! We cannot allow such a tragedy to repeat itself in this ancient capital! Defend the city walls, and we will defend our homeland! Kill!"
"kill!"
The mages were filled with righteous indignation. Their previously exhausted bodies suddenly burst forth with power, and they launched a fierce counterattack against the undead army.
Meanwhile, Fu Ye, far away in a small courtyard in the west of the city, was sitting by the window, playing with a crystal of Kun Well water that shimmered with a faint light.
Liu Ru walked in and said softly, "My lord, Fang Gu has been handed over to the military magistrate, and Director Zhu Meng has already received the news."
Fu Ye nodded, his gaze falling on the crystal in his hand, a very faint smile curving his lips.
"When it comes to playing dirty tricks, the Black Vatican really knows how to do it. I just wonder if any unusual chemical reactions will occur after this berserk potion is poured into the Parthenon." (End of Chapter)