Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan was astounded. They had not killed the soldiers on purpose, so that they would spread the poison in the camps?
How vicious were those Venomous Insects Shamans? They had to be slain at all costs!
“Can you save them?” Mo Fan asked quickly.
“It’s tricky. There are more than a hundred species of insect with deadly venom in the Andes Mountain Range. Even if I were to rule out the species by observing their symptoms, it will take days for me to diagnose them properly,” Mu Bai shook his head.
As a matter of fact, from the moment the brainless medic had brought the poisoned soldiers into the camp, the poison was going to spread wildly among the injured.
“The venomous insects are tinier than normal mosquitoes and flies. They are like a tiny cloud of dust when they gather together. Normal people aren’t vulnerable to them, but the wounds on those who are injured have given them an open path.
“They will leave the wounds of those who are poisoned and look for fresh and uninfected wounds. They can easily penetrate one’s body through the slightest cut…”
Mu Bai kept looking around him as he was explaining.
There were at least a thousand injured in the camp. If their wounds had scabbed, they might be able to avoid being poisoned, but those who were bleeding and had open wounds were most likely going to be infected.
Mu Bai estimated that in less than an hour, the people in the camp would begin to show symptoms. They would be covered in rashes, like they had been bitten by countless ants.
“Even you can’t save them?” Mo Fan asked helplessly.
“Unless there’s someone close by at least as skilled as a Servant from the Parthenon Temple, we have no chance of saving them,” Mu Bai replied grimly.
“There must be at least a few thousand injured in these camps, including ours!” Mo Fan hissed.
“Mm, the Venomous Insect Shamans kept them alive to infect the injured in the Federation Army’s camps, so they wouldn’t be able to return to the front line,” Mu Bai confirmed.
In a war, people would use any means necessary to eliminate their enemies!
The Magic Association had strict restrictions on the usage of the Undead, Poison, and Curse Elements. Mages with those Elements were under supervision at all times.
Unfortunately, they were in a middle of a war, where laws and restrictions no longer existed. Forbidden evil magic had begun to surface as the war continued!
“If all these injured die, I doubt the Federation Army will have the courage to keep pushing forward,” Mo Fan murmured.
Losing between five thousand to six thousand men was not going to make a huge difference. However, the panic caused by the mass deaths in their own territory was going to crush the morale of the entire army!
“I fought a few Venomous Insect Shamans at one of the Mounds. Their capabilities are terrifying if they are involved in a war,” Mu Bai agreed.
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Mu Bai asked the medical personnel to set up quarantine zones to slow down the spread of the poison, yet the disaster he predicted still happened in the end.
An hour later, many soldiers in the camps had developed rashes.
The rashes were not painful or itchy. Many soldiers who were resting did not notice them at first. However, the rashes continued to enlarge and spread.
When the rashes reached a certain level, they would turn into a purple blister. It was only around the size of a coin at first, but it soon grew to the size of a palm.
The person would start to feel pain then. The itching and the pain would grow continuously, urging the person to scratch the blister or even use a knife to slice their flesh off!
The poison had already spread wildly in the other camps. The spread was a little slower in the third camp Mo Fan was in, yet they still could not stop the poison from spreading.
The camps were soon filled with cries of agony.
The camp only had injured people at first, but after a few hours, it had turned into a detention center for the infected. The smell was so strong that people were struggling to breathe properly, not to mention the terrifying condition of the skin of the infected.
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An emergency meeting took place.
Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Bai followed Lt. Colonel Mason and Brigadier General Blair into a blue tent.
The general from before, his face all wrinkled, was inside the tent too, his face even paler.
Over a dozen officers were sitting in the tent with their heads lowered. None of them spoke. They had lost their confidence after the main force lost the battle, and the camps had suffered such a serious blow.
“Sir, it’s not our fault. We had less than a day to prepare for the war. We were short on medics from the start, let alone Healers who are capable of curing the poison,” Brigadier General Blair spoke up.
“Are you neglecting your responsibilities now?” the general shot back.
“Who could have expected the Brown Rebels to convince the Venomous Insect Shamans to join them?”
“Thousands of our injured have died in the camps. We won’t be able to stop the news from spreading. No one is willing to fight the Venomous Insect Shamans.”
The gloomy poisonous mist released by the Venomous Insect Shamans was looming over the entire Federation Army. Everyone knew they were going to die if they touched even a tiny drop of the Venomous Insect Shamans’ poison.
Who would dare to fight the Venomous Insect Shamans?
“Find a place and bury the infected. We must stop our men from losing morale,” a merciless colonel spoke up.
“They have already lost their morale. Doing that is only going to make things worse!” Brigadier General Blair countered.
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Mo Fan and his friends had no right to speak in the tent. He was quite disappointed when these leaders of the army were unable to come up with a reliable solution after a long meeting.
The Federation’s main army might be stationed in the east, but the army that was sent to deal with the Brown Rebels was too weak!
“We have to get rid of the Venomous Insect Shamans. We must send someone to deal with them, or our men won’t be willing to push forward,” Brigadier General Blair stated.
“Isn’t that obvious? If we had someone who was strong enough to take down those Venomous Insect Shamans, why would we have to retreat all the way back here?” the colonel who suggested burying the infected spat.
Everyone was yelling at the top of their lungs, like a bunch of rascals quarreling on the street.
A group of people walked into the tent. They were wearing bright-colored and luxurious outfits, quite different from military uniforms.
Mo Fan glanced at them, and was surprised to see they were wearing the Aorus Sacred Institute’s uniform!
“Oh, you are finally here. We have a serious problem on hand. We need your assistance,” the general with wrinkles greeted them in relief.
“We are representing the school. We are not allowed to get involved in political conflicts.” The person leading the group was a woman. She had to be a professor, judging from her outfit.
Mo Fan had never seen the professor before, nor the students who were with her.
“However, we won’t allow the Venomous Insect Shamans to continue,” the professor continued coldly.
