Rebirth of the King of Demons

Chapter 516 Plague Potion
"Although this iron-blooded army seems to be very powerful, but with these people who are not afraid of death, I think it may not be so simple to capture the Libyan Temple. Maybe there may be some secret weapons in the Libyan Temple. That's right." Slade thought for a while, and then expressed his own analysis.

"That's why we need to use the Plague Fairy!!!"

After finishing speaking, the werewolf's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he licked his lips, as if looking forward to the terrible appearance of hell on earth that the plague potion would create.

"Don't forget to agree to my request!"

Although Slade was very disgusted with the use of the plague potion, the temptation of the god-making potion was too great for him.

So big that he couldn't find any reason to refuse!

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you the method of making the god potion at that time, and there will be no delay." The werewolf glanced at Slade, and then he said: "I think it will be necessary to use the plague potion again." The guy who provoked the Redeemer, this time he will take revenge for whatever he says, and wash away his shame!"

After finishing speaking, the werewolf looked down at his body. He had become a werewolf, and the hatred in his heart had reached a peak at this moment.

And... all of this was caused by the Redeemer!
Slade looked at the werewolf whose eyes were red for some reason, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

The commander-in-chief must have spent countless manpower and financial resources training this group of iron-blooded soldiers. If it is so hard, how can they let them die so easily?
Strange, very strange!

Even though these iron-blooded soldiers were terrifying, they were nothing more than a flash in the face of the plague potion.

But will the commander-in-chief really give up so easily, the iron-blooded army he trained so hard?
This made the current Slade very puzzled.

Maybe the werewolf made his own claims, but all of this has nothing to do with him.

Glancing at the werewolf, Slade frowned, thinking in his heart that as long as he had the magic potion method, he could ignore the rest!

"You lost to the Redeemer last time, aren't you afraid of being defeated again?" Slade looked at the werewolf, and there was an imperceptible look of disdain in his eyes when he spoke.

"Hmph, of course I have my own measure in this kind of thing." Speaking of this, the werewolf looked at the opened military tent and said in a low voice: "The white-haired man is back, if you want to know the formula of the god-making potion method, remember not to reveal your secrets!"

After hearing this, Slade nodded calmly, then turned around to look at Luo Bing who was walking towards him, and said slowly, "Marshal, long time no see."

"It seems that I haven't been away for too long." Luo Bing glanced at Slade coldly, and then at the werewolf with a very calm expression.

but.

Slade felt a little guilty after being looked at by Luo Bing's seemingly casual but actually cold eyes.

Because he can be said to have betrayed Mu Nian, Helen, Yi Lin, and Luo Bing for the god-making potion.

"These are the reinforcements just sent?" Luo Bing looked calmly at the soldiers of the Jagged Legion who were constantly landing at this time.

"Well, of course!" It was the werewolf who spoke, and he continued after a pause: "These can be said to be the most elite troops in our Temple of Anubis.

The Grand Marshal knew that there might be some difficulties in assassinating the Grand Elder this time, so he specially sent this iron-blooded army to help the Grand Marshals.

The commander-in-chief has very high expectations for the marshals. I hope the marshals will not disappoint the commander-in-chief. "

"Of course, it's just that I'm very confused, why did the commander-in-chief send a beast to lead such an elite army." Luo Bing spoke in a very casual tone, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was scolding the werewolf It's a beast.

"What did you say!" The werewolf's voice sank immediately, after all, this was a pain in his heart.

Although he is now a half-human werewolf, but in fact he is not much different from a beast, so he is very jealous of others calling him a beast.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I should have called you a werewolf." Luo Bing smiled apologetically, but there was no trace of apology in this smile, instead it was full of sarcasm.

Seeing that the two seemed to be drawing their swords again, Slade hurried out to smooth things over and said, "The marshal was just making a joke, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Slade did not call the old friend of the werewolf in front of Luo Bing, because no one knows that the werewolf is the most talented, cruel and ruthless pharmacist in the southern continent of Tianyu. The former pharmacist is dead. up.

"Of course, of course I'm joking. Could it be that I can't even afford to joke?" Luo Bing also nodded in agreement, acknowledging Slade's statement.

"This joke is not funny at all!" The werewolf laughed dryly, but his heart exploded.

But... after thinking that Luo Bing would be infected and killed by the plague potion soon, he felt a little better.

"Is it going to start a large-scale attack on the Libyan Temple tomorrow?" Luo Bing asked in a deep voice, looking at the soldiers who kept landing.

"Yes, the plan is to start tomorrow. We will attack the Libyan Temple in an all-round way! At that time, the Marshal can take advantage of the chaos and kill the Great Elder." The werewolf smiled cruelly and offered advice.

"Have you found out who the Great Elder is?" Luo Bing actually knew who it was in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm it.

"Of course." Slade said with a quick smile: "The Great Elder is the elder of Libya today, but it is said that there is a talented swordsman guarding him by his side, so I hope the Marshal will add more Be careful."

"Okay, I get it." Luo Bing wanted to leave after finishing speaking, but after walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Have any of them returned?"

"I don't know who the marshal is talking about..." Slade asked cautiously.

"Forget it, it's all right!"

Sighing, Luo Bing walked out of the military tent.

It was late at night, and the scenery was invisible, but the temple of Libya was not peaceful.

In the bay of Libya, where Slade lived temporarily, he was sweating profusely and working hard to develop the plague potion, because he wanted to make this potion before tomorrow's war.

This is a very big and tiring project, but after Slade let out a long sigh of relief, the plague potion was finally announced to be successfully refined.

(End of this chapter)