Chapter 2008 - Chapter 2008 Will Devils Ever Be Kind? (4)

Chapter 2008 Will Devils Ever Be Kind? (4)

Will devils ever be kind?

Obviously not!

Gikdor felt bitter. His expression changed several times, but he eventually calmed down.

“Don’t be agitated; this poison isn’t as frightening as you might think. As long as we remain friends, it will behave well in your bodies, practically like it doesn’t exist,” Wang Teng said with a cheerful smile.

Everyone: …

Like it doesn’t exist?

He said it so casually, but who can treat an unknown toxin as non-existent?

It was like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment!

This fellow was talking cheaply.

The queen and the others looked at Wang Teng in astonishment, their understanding of him utterly shattered by his shamelessness.

“Now that you’ve all submitted, it wouldn’t be just a facade, right? Pretending in front of me but scheming secretly behind my back?” Wang Teng said with a smile.

The expressions of Wan Dong and the others froze. They had entertained such thoughts previously, but now it seemed that Wang Teng had cut off that path for them.

Ruthless!

“Of course, you can also take a chance to try to force it out,” Wang Teng remarked casually before turning and waving his hand, “Rest well. I’ll have some tasks for you in three hours. Be prepared.”

As they watched Wang Teng’s departing figure, the group gritted their teeth, feeling extremely frustrated.

Since Wang Teng had said so, they knew that removing the poison was likely much more difficult than they had imagined.

But, some people still wanted to try.

With a cold snort towards Gikdor, Cob sat down cross-legged, channeling his Force in an attempt to remove the toxin.

The others were equally determined to resist control and started trying to get rid of the poison.

Only Gikdor’s eyes flickered. Although he also sat down cross-legged, he wasn’t trying to get rid of the poison. Instead, he was trying his best to restore his Force.

An hour later, they all opened their eyes after their attempts, their expressions were unpleasant.

“Darn it!”

Cob’s face turned pale, and he slammed his hand onto the ground with a loud bang, leaving a deep palm print.

“Don’t waste your efforts. Wang Teng is a peak-level grandmaster alchemist, and he’s probably not far from the saint level. The poison he used is not something that can be easily removed,” Gikdor said indifferently without even opening his eyes.

The group’s expressions grew even grimmer. After their recent attempts, they knew that Gikdor was telling the truth.

A peak grandmaster alchemist was indeed powerful!

The poison seemed to have taken root in their bodies and couldn’t be removed using conventional methods.

“As long as we cooperate, he won’t harm us,” Gikdor tried to reassure them.

At this point, everyone fell into a heavy silence. They were once considered geniuses of the Stellar Academies, and now they found themselves controlled by poison.

Especially in this matter, they couldn’t involve the academy, or else they’d be greatly embarrassed.

Even if they did, it would be useless.

The academy wouldn’t intervene.

Competition among students, even to the point of death, exists, and the presence of a poison was relatively minor.

Everything Wang Teng did was within the rules.

“Gikdor, you brown-noser!” Cob gave Gikdor a disdainful glance and snorted.

“Say what you want, I just don’t want to die,” Gikdor said calmly.

“Enough, both of you, stop arguing. Wang Teng mentioned that he has something to instruct us about in three hours. It doesn’t look like it’s going to be simple,” Wan Dong suddenly spoke.

“What does he want to do?” Cob furrowed his brow.

He didn’t want to do Wang Teng’s bidding, but the current situation was beyond his control.

“I don’t know,” Wan Dong replied with a sense of foreboding. They had already wasted an hour, and he had a feeling that the situation was dire. They couldn’t afford to waste any more time, so they needed to recover immediately.

Upon seeing his state and noticing that the others had already begun to recover, Cob’s expression changed. He inwardly cursed and, with no other option, closed his eyes to recover as well.

The remaining two hours passed quickly, and Wang Teng appeared in front of everyone as promised.

“Wake up!”

A calm voice echoed in the ears of the group, rousing them from their cultivation. They opened their eyes and looked at Wang Teng, who was standing above them.

There was another person beside Wang Teng. It was the snakemen queen.

“Get ready to depart!” Wang Teng gave an unquestionable command.

“Where are we going?” Wan Dong’s gaze flickered as he asked.

“Just follow me, and don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask,” Wang Teng replied, casting a glance at Wan Dong. He didn’t provide any explanations and flew directly towards the perimeter of the poison tide.

Wan Dong and the others had no choice but to follow, transforming into streaks of light and heading into the poison tide with Wang Teng.