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Poison fog is the ultimate trick at the bottom of the Yemengard cartridge, and the organism that inhales the poison fog appears to be indistinguishable when it is peaceful on the surface, but the internal damage becomes very serious, losing strength under the erosion of the toxin until it dies, and the more powerful the organism, the shorter the process will last.

This is enough to make the gods mortal!

Thor and Jemengade lost their lives after killing Jemengade because they inhaled too much poison fog. The smeared whale on the second floor of the opposite platform, dragged from the deep sea to land by Jemengade, remained awake, just unable to resist, and could only watch himself become a serpent for dinner.

In Jemengade's view, Zhang Heng's breath of poison fog should be similar to that of the smeared whale, and he should soon be able to clearly feel the power passing through his body, feeling weaker and weaker, as if it were… now.

Yemengard didn't take it too seriously at first, because its poison fog is usually stored in a belly bag, and it was released basically once a month ago, but this time it was used just once when hunting the spearmint whale, not because the spearmint whale was hard to deal with, but because it needed to make the spearmint whale's body soft enough to feed the snake herd, and the lethal toxins he injected into the spearmint whale were a great complement to the snake herd, just as cat mint was attractive to cats.

Yemengaard had exhausted the amount of poison fog this month on the spewing whale, so he had used his body against Zhang Heng until now, when he found out that the war seemed to be moving in an unfavourable direction towards it, he had to spray the poison fog again, but this time the poison fog from the current secretion consumed it, and immediately felt a feeling of the body being emptied.

Fortunately, Jemengade also had some psychological preparation for this. After killing the opponent, it had some time to rest, but what did not occur to Jemengade was that the feeling of fatigue came to be particularly strong this time, and then immediately after that, its senses seemed to become dull.

This is a strange thing for a black python. As a monster in the ocean, its body is incredibly strong. It has not been ill since birth, so it doesn't know exactly what it feels like to be ill. It just feels a little strange about its current state of health.

It wanted to go back to the sea immediately to rest, but now the battle was not over. Although the human opposite should have inhaled its poison fog and couldn't get over the wind waves, it felt that it should have checked the state of the other party before leaving, and that Jemengade was determined to swallow the other human being, who dared provoke it and left a mark of shame on him.

It tries to keep its mouth shut as slowly as possible, because it's the only way to give each other more time to taste the impending death. Yemengaard thinks of it as he pushes the serpent head forward and searches for traces of the target in the fog.

Although the poison fog in front of the eye also affects its vision, the snake, a creature that is not supposed to be eyesighted long, it also has a buccal cavity to perceive the nearby heat changes, thus locking the target, so Yemengai quickly found Zhang Heng's location, but it didn't expect the target to be so close to it, but it was less than 10 meters apart.

And just at the moment when it was stunned, the distance between the two sides increased further.

Target, proactively approaching it? Is it a struggle before death?

Yemengaard heard a crisp sound like a metallic crossing before he had had time to figure it out, but his already somewhat retarded mind had not been able to tell in the first place where it was coming from until his left cheek ached. Yemengaard was suddenly alarmed, not knowing when a scale on his face had been cut off, and a guy in a strange mask had inserted the knife in his hand into the skin under his scales.

Zhang Heng did not retain his strength. The knife was completely stabbed into Yemengaard's flesh. Only the handle of the knife was still outside, and Zhang Heng stirred inside for a moment before pulling out the knife.

Even Jemengade's body size was stabbed by this knife so hard that it raised its head so hard that it couldn't help but roll over the ground, but it was painful. Although it hurt Jemengade, the knife only broke the muscles beneath its skin at best.

With the body of a black python, this minor wound should not cause it any trouble, at least it thought so when it was just knifed, while the rage of vengeance quickly occupied its brain, even the previous feeling of fatigue and dullness faded a lot, Jemengade began to launch a more intense attack on Zhang Heng, even the marine creatures in the surrounding area seemed to feel dangerous and flee towards the deeper seabed.

Zhang Heng's hit also decisively switched back the guard and began to spin with the giant python in front of him.

Yemengaard finally began to realize that something was wrong after a while. After the anger of revenge had subsided, the feeling of tiredness and stagnation had returned. There was now an unknown sense of powerlessness all over its body. Moreover, the wound on its cheek showed no signs of improvement. Not only did the blood flow not stop, but the feeling of pain had become stronger and stronger.

This made Yemengaard find it somewhat difficult to understand. Although Zhang Heng inserted almost the entire knife at the time, the wound on his left cheek was still small compared to his size and negligible, which at best was equivalent to a normal person being ripped off his finger.

Yet it is now this tiny wound that afflicts this deep-sea beast, who is now completely unloveable, that can no longer ignore the pain on his cheek, especially when he moves his eyes there and finds that the skin there actually begins to collapse and that the abscess is spreading everywhere.

And this is the masterpiece of The Sheath.

Zhang Heng also obtained the results of the bartender's lady's identification of the knife after obtaining the knife, in which the strength of the knife, as well as the unhealing properties of the wound, were sufficiently eye-catching, but the most attractive was the last one - the effect of adding to the mythical biological damage.

With Zhang Heng's hands now, it is basically difficult for ordinary people to threaten him, but Zhang Heng discovered that there were so many mythical creatures in the world since he met the elderly Tang Dynasty. Especially many mythical creatures. Ordinary weapons had no effect on them at all, but the advent of [Sheath] helped him make up for this last short board.

This battle with Yemengaard is also the third attribute that Zhang Heng used for the first time [Hidden Sheath].

This knife is not only sturdy and comes with a bleeding effect, it is also a true weapon of God!