Suddenly, his body convulsed violently, his eyes widened, and his expression became ferocious, as if he were enduring immense pain.
A moment later, he closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground. The men in black around him gasped and took a few steps back, keeping their distance from the Ghost Doctor and Qi Guze.
The Ghost Doctor frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He immediately stepped forward, squatted down, and reached out to feel the tip of the leader's nose. His expression immediately turned extremely ugly.
"What's going on?" Qi Guze stepped forward and asked, his gaze sweeping over the leader and noticing something unusual.
The Ghost Doctor did not answer immediately. He stood up, gave the leader a deep look, and his eyes flashed with determination.
Then, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, and sprinkled some poison powder on the leader.
Suddenly, a foul odor filled the air. Numerous tiny black insects emerged from the leader's skin, wriggling in dense swarms.
The insects seemed to be stimulated by the poison powder, crawling even faster. The Ghost Doctor frowned and sprinkled some more poison powder. The men in black around them covered their mouths in horror at the sight.
They all retreated, afraid that the black insects would crawl onto them.
Qi Guze's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at the Ghost Doctor's movements. Just then, as if summoned by something, the black insects suddenly crawled into the leader's mouth.
With a "glug" sound, all the insects vanished. The leader, however, was deathly pale, with black liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The Ghost Doctor's eyes narrowed; he knew this was a sign of the poison taking effect. He quickly pulled a porcelain bottle from his robes, poured out a few pills, and stuffed them into the leader's mouth.
However, it was too late. The leader's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood before losing his breath.
Upon seeing this, the men in black scattered and fled, while Qi Guze was stunned.
He looked at the leader's lifeless body on the ground, a chill running through him.
What kind of poison is this?
How bizarre!
The Ghost Doctor stood up with a solemn expression, his eyes flashing with vigilance. He knew this was no longer a place to linger, so he immediately pulled Qi Guze back a few steps, cautiously observing the surrounding movements.
"This man in black must be a suicide squad," the Ghost Doctor said in a low voice, his words filled with determination. "He's been poisoned by a Gu curse and can't answer our questions. Maybe if we capture other men in black in the future, they won't answer either."
Qi Guze frowned, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "These people are truly despicable. It seems the only way is for us to find their lair as soon as possible and wipe them out in one fell swoop."
The Ghost Doctor nodded without speaking. His eyes were deep, as if they could see through the fog of the dark night. Then, Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor boarded the carriage together.
The soldiers of Dongsang Kingdom tossed the black-clad man's corpse aside, cleared the road, and escorted them on their way. The carriage slowly drove away from the dense forest, heading towards the capital of Dongsang Kingdom.
Inside the carriage, Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor sat facing each other. Qi Guze's brows were still furrowed; his doubts and anger were intertwined, making it impossible for him to remain calm.
The Ghost Doctor, however, remained calm, as if he were already used to this situation. He closed his eyes to rest, as if waiting for something.
As the convoy moved forward, soldiers from the Eastern Sang Kingdom remained on guard outside. Their eyes were resolute, and the weapons in their hands gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
Their presence brought a sense of comfort to both Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor. Under the cover of the morning mist, the caravan silently traveled along the desolate road. The sound of wheels rolling echoed in the quiet morning, along with the clashing of hooves and armor, all indicating a tense atmosphere.
The convoy was traveling at a slow pace, but the journey went smoothly until they approached the capital of the Eastern Sang Kingdom, where they encountered another group of men in black.
In a carriage in the middle of the convoy, Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor exchanged a glance, both seeing wariness in each other's eyes. These men in black blocked their path, their eyes fierce, as if awaiting some command.
Their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly the result of rigorous training. Qi Guze could sense that these people were not ordinary bandits or spies from an enemy country; they seemed more like the product of some kind of conspiracy.
"It seems these people came prepared," the Ghost Doctor said in a low voice, his tone tinged with coldness.
Qi Guze nodded, gripping the sword hilt tightly. His fingertips traced the texture of the hilt, as if searching for some kind of power. He knew that the battle that followed was inevitable.
The soldiers of Dongsang immediately prepared for battle, their eyes resolute and unwavering. Their equipment was complete, their swords gleaming with a cold light.
They were ready to fight for their country and honor. Qi Guze also drew his weapon, a sharp sword with a long blade that emitted a faint, cold light.
His eyes sharpened, and he took a deep breath, as if all his strength had been concentrated to its limit at that moment.
"Kill them all!"
"We must not leave a single survivor!"
The men in black began to move; their actions were swift and orderly, clearly the result of rigorous training. They surged towards the convoy like a black torrent.
For a moment, the shouts of battle, the sounds of clashing weapons, and screams mingled together, creating a brutal yet magnificent scene. The soldiers of Dongsang bravely and fearlessly met the attack of the men in black, their strength matching that of the men in black, and a fierce battle ensued.
Qi Guze nimbly leaped onto his horse, longsword in hand, and charged towards the men in black. His swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, each swing claiming the life of a man in black. His eyes were firm and resolute, showing no fear or hesitation whatsoever.
The Ghost Doctor supported the soldiers from the sidelines with poisoned needles and crossbow bolts. Her poisoned needles and crossbow bolts accurately struck the vital points of the men in black, causing them excruciating pain.
His eyes were calm and ruthless, seemingly devoid of any emotion. In the midst of this fierce battle, time seemed to slow down.
Every movement, every breath, became exceptionally clear. Blood and fire intertwined on this land, creating a horrific scene.
In the end, led by Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor, the soldiers of Dongsang Kingdom successfully killed all the men in black. They won, but the price of victory was heavy.
Many soldiers sacrificed their lives in this battle, their blood staining the land red.
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