Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chapter 199: Conversation
Lucretia kept her gratitude in her heart; there wasn’t a need to emphasize just how valuable something that could enhance the strength of the absolute life field was. Even if the poison inside Woolf’s body was from the poisons contained within the Hundred Flavor Extreme Poison Sushi, Bai Yi could have just told her about the few poisonous ingredients and kept the complete recipe a secret.
Things were much better after getting a lead toward the solution, and Lucretia immediately started conducting tests with this direction in mind. They tried out the eight types of poisons that Bai Yi had used in his cooking first, and other natural poisons after that. Before long, they managed to come up with a precise formula that could effectively kill the parasites, which they had named Iron Hookworms.
However, even though they managed to kill the parasites, the Iron Hookworms struggled vigorously in the hosts' bodies when they were on the verge of dying, and caused all those infected unimaginable pain. Those with slightly weaker constitutions immediately foamed at the mouth and fainted; if they weren’t sure that this method was effective, nobody would have dared to use it.
Although they were terribly tortured, all of them felt joy while suffering. It was a great blessing to be able to kill those parasites, and they felt this especially so after looking at the few guys in the worst conditions. A mature Iron Hookworm was more than 20 centimeters long, yellowish-black in color, and had a hooked, forked tail at the end of its body. It was easy to imagine that some of them had dozens of these worms in their bodies; it would require a miracle for them to recover from something like this.
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“Damn it! I’m going to even puke my intestines out at this rate! This is so damn disgusting!” Woolf grumbled with a pale face, looking at the small Iron Hookworms writhing about on the verge of death in his vomit.
“You are already considered quite lucky; the ones with the worst conditions already had the Iron Hookworms digging
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