555 Pearls Should Be Treasured

"Ah, ah!" The poisoned mercenary convulsed and panted. He puffed out faint green vapor with every breath.

The night wind spread the vapor to all directions.

"Move, move out!" mercenary leader Miro yelled. "This vapor is poisonous!"

Link watched this with shock from afar. Such toxic poison. Not only is it incurable, but it also seems to have some spirit. It turns the victim's body into a new poison database to create new toxins. You'll die with just a bit of poison. If the people around the poisoned are ordinary, the entire camp will probably be wiped out.

These thoughts flashed past Link's mind. He used his mind to quietly cast the Spatial Folding spell.

Instantly, the space around the poisoned mercenary stretched and folded. With every fold, the poison was sucked deeper into space. Then it was broken down into harmless elements by a Spatial Rend so that the poison couldn't spread.