Break the Cauldrons and Sink the Boats

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Black blood slowly came out of Ge Ming's mouth. Either his cultivation was stronger, or because he did not contract much poison, his symptoms were not as ridiculous as the rest of the victims.

"It's...it's my turn," Ge Ming tried very hard to utter the words. His face was filled with pain and helplessness.

It was finally his turn to pay the price for his reckless operation. When the poison struck the first time, Ge Ming already knew things were getting out of hand. He did not expect the Black Vatican's methods to be so frightening, so much scarier than he had imagined, to the extent that even a powerful Advanced Magician like him had no chance of escaping.

"Leader!"

"Leader, you can't die!"

"Quick, call Gray Hand!"

"It's useless, the Healing Magic is useless against it."