12dz Chapter 219: He's definitely going to die!
Chapter 219: He's definitely going to die!
Brownfeather knew that the toxic fog in the rainforest was far safer than having someone by his side.
Mo Ling has lost all his special abilities and is no different from an ordinary first-tier white orc. He was seriously injured in the battle just now, and with the corrosive effects of the poisonous fog, he has no strength left at all.
The flames roared in Jinque's palm, Cangwu was draped in wind wings, held a feathered longbow, and the feathered blades turned into arrows, aiming at Heiyu's body.
"Brother Cangwu, let's deal with this troublesome gray peacock first. There's poisonous fog in the rainforest ahead, and Mo Ling won't get far."
"Alright, let's finish this quickly!"
Brown Feather looked at the two of them in horror, knowing that he was doomed to die today.
Ignoring everything else, he withdrew the wings that surrounded Mo Ling, his eyes resolute, and said calmly to Mo Ling behind him:
"Run, Mo Ling, survive!"
"No, Brother Brown Feather, let's go together!"
Mo Ling endured the poisonous fog and tried to struggle to break free, but the three people outside had already begun a fierce battle.
Although Brown Feather possessed only a third-tier talent, his over 40 years of combat experience meant that even with both of them unleashing fireballs and arrows simultaneously, he did not immediately succumb.
There is a difference in talent, and he soon couldn't keep up.
Fireballs and arrows rained down simultaneously, and Brown Feather was immediately bleeding profusely. He staggered back, clutching his chest, and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Brown Feather! Come at me! Come at me!"
"Mo Ling, you have to leave! Leave now! Leave right now!"
Brown Feather roared at him with all its might, disregarding its own safety, stripping off all the feather blades from its body and unleashing them at the same time, charging forward once again.
Caught off guard by so many feather blades, Jin Que suffered a graze on his handsome cheek, while Cang Wu got a graze on his arm.
"You bastard, how dare you hurt me! I'll kill you right now!"
Jin Que was furious and unleashed both his fire and wind abilities. With Cang Wu's assistance, He Yu's defenses were quickly breached.
In an instant, he was pierced through the heart and abdomen by three feathered arrows.
"Brother Brown Feather, no!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed into the air, and Brown Feather knelt on both knees, turning his head with difficulty to look at Ink Feather.
"Quick, quick, let's go!"
He uttered two words with difficulty, closed his eyes, and collapsed to the ground, dead!
"no, do not want!"
Mo Ling's tears and snot flowed together as she collapsed to the ground, her eyes filled with despair. Her hands gripped the mud and grass on the ground, her veins bulging.
"You can have Brown Feather's body. I'll go after Black Feather!"
Cangwu looked at the dead Heyu and said to Jinque, who was wiping the blood off his face.
"Should I even take the corpse back?! That lowly peacock, just burn it!"
Before Cangwu could speak, Jinque gritted his teeth, fiercely unleashing a ball of fire from his palm at Heyu's corpse.
Extremely fast, the brown-feathered corpse was soon reduced to only its original gray feathers.
"Heh, as expected, he hasn't found a mate. With such an ugly natal feather, what female would even look at him!"
"What a piece of junk!"
Jin Que looked down on it, lifted his foot and stomped the gray-black, shiny feathers into the burnt, blackened soil.
Mo Ling witnessed all of this in fury, her amber eyes instantly becoming bloodshot, as if they were about to explode.
Cangwu was getting closer step by step. He knew this was not the time to be sad. He couldn't let his brother Heyu's sacrifice be in vain.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Mo Ling vowed that he would definitely return to the Blazing Fire Peacock Clan to avenge Brown Feather!
Mo Ling turned around quickly and let out a mournful phoenix cry that echoed throughout the entire Peacock Tribe.
A single, glowing tear of blood fell from the corner of his eye, dripping into the dark soil beneath his feet.
Mo Ling swallowed the antidote for the rainforest poison miasma that Brother He Yu had given her, quickly transformed into a peacock beast, and fled into the depths of the rainforest.
"The sound of a phoenix's cry? A member of the clan has been injured!"
Upon hearing Mo Ling's phoenix cry, the clansmen instantly became alert, and the clan's guards quickly ran towards the direction from which the cry originated.
Upon seeing Mo Ling escape, Cang Wu immediately tensed up. The rainforest was shrouded in poisonous fog, and visibility was limited, making it difficult to track him.
"Young clan leader, you stay here, I'll go after them!"
Cangwu quickly swallowed an antidote pill and followed.
"Brother Cangwu, wait for me! I'm coming too!"
Jin Que also swallowed an antidote pill and followed behind Cang Wu.
Upon entering the poisonous fog of the rainforest, the two instantly felt suffocated and were completely unable to distinguish east from west from north. Fortunately, Cangwu had prior experience in such ventures and could barely discern directions.
Although Mo Ling had lost his superpowers, he relied on his superb hunting experience and the flames of revenge in his heart to run faster and faster.
After searching for a long time, Jin Que and his companion found nothing. Fearing that they had strayed too far from the tribe and might get lost in the rainforest, they turned back with displeasure.
"Hmph! Once he enters this poisonous rainforest fog, he must not have many antidotes left, and with injuries all over his body and no special abilities, he is sure to die."
"It's a pity I didn't burn that little bastard to death with my own hands; I'm still not satisfied!"
"It's alright, young clan leader, he won't survive!"
Your safety is the most important thing!
The two wandered around in the rainforest for several hours before finally emerging from the forest just as the guard arrived.
"Young clan leader, Commander Cangwu, we heard the cry of a phoenix coming from this place?"
"Yes, it's that brat Mo Ling. He killed He Yu and defected from the tribe. From now on, if the tribe sees him, kill him without mercy!"
"what!"
The male orcs in the guard were all astonished when they heard this.
Although everyone disliked Mo Ling, the clan knew that Mo Ling and He Yu had the best relationship, so it was hard to believe that he had killed He Yu and defected.
Jin Que offered no further explanation, and none of the other clansmen dared to ask. The Chi Xiao clan chief was protective of his offspring, and they dared not disobey him.
It was just a gray peacock that died; it hadn't even mated yet, so it was no big deal.
Meanwhile, Mu Yunyun and her three beastmen also found Xiangxiangcai in the Wisdom Forest.
Coriander is just cilantro, but it's thicker and has a stronger aroma than the cilantro found on Earth.
After some explanation, the little duck said that cilantro actually has the effects of strengthening the stomach, relieving pain, and detoxifying.
The only drawback is that the beastmen should not eat too much of it, because coriander is also called "broken yang grass".
Upon hearing this explanation, Mu Yunyun burst into laughter, leaving the three beastmen completely bewildered.
"Yunyun, what are you laughing at? Do we have mud on our faces?"
Hao Bai looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask. Cang Xuan Yu and Wolf Lord also quickly turned around and began wiping their handsome faces.
Having lived together for so long, the beastmen all know that the little females adore their stunning good looks.
"No, no, I just thought of a joke. You guys are very handsome, there's nothing wrong with that!"
Mu Yunyun suppressed her smile and, urged on by the ducks, headed towards the next destination, the Poisonous Mist Swamp.
The three of them put on the gas masks prepared by Mu Yunyun and entered the poisonous fog swamp. There were four of them, but Cang Xuanyu obviously didn't need to.
Following the little duck's voice navigation, we soon arrived at the place where houttuynia cordata grows.
This place is unusually damp and reeks of a fishy stench; it lies at the border between the poisonous fog swamp and the rainforest miasma.
No more, no less—fate is truly wondrous. The dark, feathered beast, covered in wounds, collapsed right onto the ground near the river.