Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 743: Routing

For all it mattered, this fight was practically over.

The loud screech came from the depth of the base, it was the noble rakshasa, one of the royals who gave the order to blind us. Apparently after the failure of the black general Rakshasa to take us down, the big boss joined the fray.

But, even with ordering his members to use the smokescreen to blind us and use it as a cover for themselves to operate, it isn't enough to fully suppress the growing poison percentage inside the dome.

All I needed to do was to hold on until the poison density is enough for me to move it as I wished. When that happens, I'll be able to command the battlefield as I see fit.

All we need to do now is to hold the lines against the weakening Rakshasa.

With the glasses on, I was able to see everything around us. However, I didn't need them much since I was linked to the bastion thanks to the Queen's Mantra. In this chaos, having the ability to notice and sense everything around you is imperative to survival and victory in this fight.

The bastion gave me a direct feed into my mind on the position of everything around me. Each Rakshasa for example has a certain weight and footprint that is directly transmitted to my mind. And since they had no footing to step on but the Bastion floors, I never had no problem locating the enemies far or close.

I could see the charging Rakshasa from the walls even and give direct commands to snipe them down, or the brutes coming in droves to which I commanded the backline to shoot the javelin rocket launchers at them continuously. Though they dodged the direct hit, they were still affected by the blast containing poison.

They melted as they ran forward, from mid-sprint to a pool of black goo on the ground.

It was even able to tell me the location of my allies and where assistance is needed most. And even able to notice two distinct footprints that were close to me.

The most interesting thing about these feet was their size, they were abnormally large to belong to any of my allies. Nor did they belong to any of my puppets.

Without a moment's hesitation, I instantly ducked down. I didn't even have time for shivers to run down my spine as a large sharp rod was now where my head was a second ago.

"True and False!" I immediately spread my Domain.

Thanks to the assistance of the Queen, this was possible as now I had access to my cultivation base inside the Bastion.

A dark spherical dome manifested itself around me and began spreading to encompass the entirety of the dome.

The Silver Rakshasa that stabbed at me was completely confused on what happened and how I managed to escape the killing blow. It tried to swing again, only for it to miss completely as it struck backward and slashed open one of my puppets.

"Spread out! Although its senses are confused it is still dangerous if it swings randomly!" I shouted and everyone near the Silver Rakshasa jumped back.

"How the hell did we not see him!" Law shouted as he fixed the glasses on his eyes.

"That doesn't matter, be careful it isn't the only one!" I said as more Silver Rakshasa appeared around us. Five in total one for each of us.

"This could have come in handy if you used it earlier," the Fire Lord said as he swung his flame sword at the Silver Rakshasa. The latter suffered nothing more than a superficial burn wound that healed immediately and took his revenge on the fire lord by shouting in a guttural body-shivering squeal.

"I can't keep it up for long! Too many enemies!" I said to the fire lord.

"Fucking loud mouth!" the Fire Lord cursed as he shoved his entire fist into the Rakshasa's open mouth and blasted it from the inside with a fire comparable to the eruption of a rumbling volcano.

I didn't know the loudmouth he was talking about was me or the rakshasa but I wouldn't disqualify any of the two options. After all, we're not friends.

Regardless, the Fire Lord was impressive here. The Silver Rakshasa's outer body was that of an Origin Realm cultivator. Outside the bastion, none of us could have been its match and our best bet against it would be to simply spread around and run away and hope that he wouldn't come chasing after us.

But here with its cultivation base completely sealed up, it couldn't use any of its powers and was only capable of using its innate ability.

Of which was invisibility and its incredible regeneration and powerful Origin Realm body cultivation.

Damaging its skin with a void level stage cultivation is already a great achievement. But what the fire lord did right now was to roast the damn thing completely from the inside out. After all no matter how strong a turtle's shell is, it still has soft flesh inside.

"I can't be outdone here," Dao Shen said as he jumped at the closest Silver Rakshasa, the creature seeing Dao Shen's approach as a threat tried to stab him with an extended arm only for his arm to swing backward revealing a most exposed opening.

Dao Shen struck with an open palm, "Dao of Absorption, Isolated Absorption!"

His palm struck right into the heart area of the Silver Rakshasa, and a spiraling vortex appeared around his palm. It twisted the skin of the Rakshasa like a twister, causing the fiend to scream in agonized pain.

Once Dao Shen deemed his ability had penetrated enough, he pulled his palm away with such force that a milky white liquid substance was ripped out from the creature's chest. It gathered around Dao Shen's hand into a small liquid globe. He saved a large portion of it in his holding bag and simply consumed the rest leaving a suspicious-looking smudge of white stuff on his mouth.

Everyone around us looked away, coughing and acting as if we didn't see what just happened.

"What?" Dao Shen shouted, "It's just blood, it's his essence blood, look it's dead now!" he tried to justify his actions but none of us seemed to have given him any attention. Especially Law who had an awful time trying to suppress his laughter.

"Disgusting," Dao Shen said, annoyance clear on his face.

But in all honesty that was a pretty interesting application of Dao Shen's Dao of Devouring. If he had tried to fully consume the Rakshasa's entire essence, he would have perished doing so. The difference between an Origin Realm Cultivator's Qi and the Void stage Qi is too much for Dao Shen to bear.

But to extract only the blood essence would kill the Silver Rakshasa and allow Dao Shen to slowly digest the blood to further grow.

Zhang Tian's method was simple, since he had already seen me suppressing the Rakshasa using gravitational law and weight, he just simply did the same and increased the gravitational pull all around the Rakshasa who was unable to avoid it.

Slowly and painfully the Rakshasa's entire body was squashed into a bloody paste.

Law…law…law

Do I even need to mention how he managed to somehow duck under the swing of the Rakshasa and struck at his elbow at the same time causing the silver Rakshasa to stab itself in the head?

Somehow, he managed to strike a most vital organ as the Silver Rakshasa was trying desperately to regenerate but was failing to do so with the rod inside its skull. It kept trying to pull the sword but it only dug it deeper into its skull slowly killing itself.

I sighed at his absurd way of living but we take all we can get now.

The battle continued on, with more Rakshasas falling down to the poison and failing to get any progress on us. Though several of my puppets died in the process, the Rakshasas were getting beaten up more and more.

And at one point I sensed the density of the poison having reached the peak needed for me to actively start moving it.

And just as I began controlling it, another soul-wrenching screech echoed from the depth of the bastion.

This one was far more guttural and surreal that it almost had me buckle under my feet. This shattered my domain as I had lost focus and feared for the worst.

"Shit, I really need something against that…" I cursed.

My nose began bleeding and I was about to recreate the Domain of True and False once again despite the strain.

But before I could realize the intent behind that noble order, the rakshasa who stopped moving to listen began withdrawing. In droves upon droves, they simply backed away.

They ran up the ceiling, into the chambers all over the place, and across the dome. Explore hidden tales at m,v l'e-.com

In less than a couple of breaths, all that was left in the dome was me, my puppets, and my allies.

Not a single corpse remained, even the ones that didn't turn to ice or the ones that didn't turn to sludge.

Even the corpses of the silver rakshasa next to us were pulled aside by other silver rakshasas.

"What just happened?" Law asked.

"Beats me, but from what I can see, they all withdrew," I turned to the administrator puppet and asked it. "Administrator, do you know where they are right now?"

"They're spreading away, this is a full routing of the enemy… the path to the exit is completely open and empty… not a single rakshasa is waiting there for an ambush," he said.

This was awfully convenient…

"Did they realize that they're no match and just give up?" Law asked.

I winced at his wordings and he realized it too as he placed his hands over his mouth.

But seeing nothing happening made me take a breather. Although he is a jinx, surely… I mean surely this bodes well… I hope.