That was an extremely fierce poison. Although Qianye wasn’t really afraid of it, he couldn’t avoid being affected by it nor could he stay very long inside its area of effect. But this was Qianye with his ancient vampire constitution, fire-forged physique, and a near-immunity to poison. He would probably be poisoned if he only had auric flame blood without the fire-forged physique. At that point, he could only rely on the former to fight the venom.

Such a poison would instantly kill every human below the champion-rank. Vampires and werewolves below the viscount level would only be able to hold out momentarily. The arachne would probably fare slightly better, but even they wouldn’t be able to escape death in the end.

In terms of pure damage, this mouthful of green gas had far surpassed Qianye’s domain and Life Plunder. Thousands of mercenaries became corpses in the blink of an eye, destroying half of the Stormwind Fury’s counterattack force.

The battlefield grew quiet with corpses strewn across the ground. The mercenaries who hadn’t stepped into the green gas’ range looked at the land of death in front of them and suspected whether they were dreaming. Some of them woke up amidst loud screams and began running for dear life—the entire army looked like it...