"What a terrible toxicity! Even large livestock such as cattle and horses cannot escape..."
Looking at the people and animals lying scattered in the castle, the wild elf couldn't help but shiver.
Although as a druid, she is an excellent poison user.
However, it is simply unheard of for a toxin to take effect so slowly and attack so violently.
Because the more powerful the toxin is, the faster it will take effect. This is the most basic common sense.
Neurotoxins, in particular, often cause irreversible effects on the body once they enter the bloodstream.
But the bottle of poison made by Zuo Si broke the "common sense".
A total of two hours have passed since the poisoning.
However, it only took fifteen minutes in total from the time the first person was poisoned to when they all fell to the ground and fell into a coma.
That is to say, the incubation time of the toxin is as long as one and a half hours.
The wild elf druid simply cannot imagine how these poisons work in the body.
It was precisely because of the sudden collective poisoning in a short period of time that the entire castle, from the owner to the servants and guards, did not even have time to react.
Moreover, due to his years of pampering, Farsington Ronoll's physical fitness deteriorated so much that he fell asleep early and fell unconscious.
His butler was very loyal and wanted to get the antidote and feed it to him.
But he also fell down halfway through the run.
As for the others, they had no idea where the antidote and other magic potions were stored, so they could only stand there helpless.
There was also a guy who tried to ride a horse to ask for help from other nearby manors, but when he reached the animal companion summoned by the wild elf, a three-meter-tall brown bear, he was killed directly in the woods outside the castle.
In order to take revenge and to rescue the tribe's comrades, the wild elf druid made very full preparations.
She even planned to launch a direct attack if someone drank the antidote and remained conscious.
But unfortunately, these preparations were of no use, and all the enemies were eliminated with just a bottle of poison.
However, the wild elf druid did not rush to the second floor of the castle to find his enemy, Farthington Ronor. Instead, he first found the dungeon key from a guard, and then quickly got into the dark underground level.<
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With the faint light of torches on the wall, she quickly saw her companions who were imprisoned in the cells and looked hungry, weak, and a little dirty.
"Filosil?! You...why are you here! No, no, how did you get in?"
An older-looking man suddenly stood up from the ground, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Because in his opinion, this "little guy" who had just become a druid could not possibly have enough power to fight against Amn nobles like Fassington Ronoll who had colluded with government bureaucrats.
What's more, after he was taken away last time, he thought he was sold to a slave merchant.
"I'm here to save you! Look! I got the key!"
The wild elf druid known as Ferosil quickly raised the cell key in his hand, his whole body filled with excitement and joy.
Because she discovered that none of her clan members were missing. They were all locked up in cells and had not been broken up or sold like other human slaves.
"What? Damn it! Then what are you waiting for! Open the door quickly!"
The older male elf was immediately overjoyed and immediately grabbed the iron fence and urged loudly.
Not only him, but all the captives and prisoners in the entire cell began to shout like crazy and stretched their arms out from inside, trying to seize the iron key that looked immortal and inconspicuous.
But unfortunately, their arms are too short and it is impossible to reach each other.
Moreover, the roar of the huge brown bear also made the prisoners and prisoners calm down a lot.
Without saying a word, Philosil walked directly to the door and opened the door lock with slightly trembling hands.
When the iron fence was pushed open, all the wild elves in the cell immediately surrounded her and gave her a grateful hug.
After about a few seconds, when everyone's excitement finally calmed down, the older man asked: "How did you get in? Where are the guards in the castle? Didn't they notice you?"
"I brought them all down by poisoning them." Philosil quickly told the truth.
"All?!"
The older man opened his mouth in disbelief.
After all, poisoning a castle that is tightly protected from heatstroke is not an easy task.
As long as some people are accidentally miscalculated and some people are poisoned, while others are not poisoned, the entire plan will fail.
Philosil nodded slightly: "Yes! I got a very powerful poison from a mage. Not only does it have a long incubation time, but it is also extremely fast when the poison is released, and the other party has no time to react at all.
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"Wait! What's going on with this mage? What happened after you were taken away by Farsington Ronoll last time?" Another female elf also followed up and asked.
Seeing that the tribesmen were so curious, the wild elf druid had no choice but to tell the truth about his previous encounters.
Even the agreement reached with Zuo Si is no exception.
After listening, the man who should be the leader of the tribe took a deep breath and said: "So, you gained freedom with the help of that mage, then made a deal with him, and finally came to rescue you with poison.
Us?"
"Well! Don't worry, Elder Soss doesn't seem like a bad person. His job is just to teach a group of children infected with lycanthropy to learn the ways of nature. And... he even treated me to a hero's banquet."<
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When she recalled the table full of delicious food and drinks that she had never seen before, let alone tasted, Philosil couldn't help but start drooling.
No way.
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It would be good if they could fill their bellies after living in the open all day long.
As for the taste... let’s not mention it.
After all, you can't expect a primitive tribe that even has difficulty obtaining salt to make any delicious dishes.
Most of the time, it's just a pot of stew, or simply grilling on the fire.
Seeing the girl's heartless look, completely bribed by food, the male elf called the elder couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it. It's useless to tell you this. I'll go there myself after I escape.
Let’s talk to that mage.”
"By the way, elder. What should we do with the other people locked in the cell? Let them go?" Filoxil asked in an uncertain tone.
"Let all the people in the cells on the right go. Just like us, they are all innocent people who were caught by that bastard Farsington Ronoll and planned to be sold as slaves. But none of them on the left will count.
They are criminals, murderers and gangsters. Let them starve to death and die of thirst here."
The elders made arrangements straightforwardly.
Since he has been imprisoned here for a long time, he knows who is innocent and who deserves the crime.
After the cells were opened, dozens of innocent people thanked the wild elves and quickly fled from the dark dungeon. They simply ignored the sleeping guards lying on the ground and rushed out of the castle and disappeared at the end of the road.
These people were obviously extremely frightened, fearing that they would be captured again if they stayed longer.
As for those criminals who had not been released, they without exception began to curse and use various insulting words to greet the eight generations of the elves' ancestors and all the women in the family.
The purpose of this is very simple, that is to provoke the elf to open the cage and teach himself a lesson.
In this way, they will have the opportunity to use their numerical advantage to fight their way out and escape.
It's a pity that although the wild elves are barbarians among elves, they are not idiots. They didn't take these insignificant insults seriously and walked away directly in front of the former.
When they returned to the ground, the elves who had regained their freedom immediately looted a lot of weapons from the guards who fell on the ground, and they all began to complain and take revenge.
All those who had abused themselves during their captivity, or had violated female members of the group, were without exception slaughtered mercilessly.
More than two-thirds of the guards were either stabbed through the heart with a sword or had their heads cut off alive within the next few minutes.
As a family secretly engaged in capturing and selling slaves, smuggling contraband and addictive drugs, Ronoll basically has nothing good from top to bottom.
Just because the remaining one-third were not killed does not mean they are clean.
It's just that the wild elves didn't see him when he was doing evil, so he was lucky enough to escape for the time being.
Just like this, clearing room after room along the passage of the castle, the wild elves soon found their enemy on the second floor - Farsington Ronoll, and the liar who had fooled them by pretending to be injured.To be continued...