Chapter 322: Lu Yuan: Good partner, why is someone thinking of me again?

But under the strong sense of responsibility, none of them retreated; they steeled themselves and went onto the battlefield with their companions.

On the battlefield, countless blood sprayed onto the ground.

The bloody smell assailed the nostrils.

Li Qingya frowned, suppressed her nausea, and continued forward.

But just then.

The soldiers originally scouting ahead rushed back, their faces deathly pale.

It seemed they had thought of something.

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably as they pointed into the distance.

"Captain… we… we saw corpses ahead."

The captain slightly furrowed his brows.

"Corpses ahead? That shouldn't be; according to the crown prince's orders, no other troops should appear ahead."

"Not even the previous units would appear."

"You, tell us specifically."

The captain, dressed in black, pressed down on the soldier's shoulder and kept questioning.

Upon hearing that, the person couldn't help but shiver.

Fearful, he said: "No, no, it's too terrifying, too terrifying."

"Captain, it's too terrifying!"

"Stay calm." Li Qingya softly comforted: "Let's talk slowly; with us here, nothing will happen."

Something happen?

The returning soldiers didn't think so.

If something really happened.

Even they could not stop all of this.

Yes, the scene was too horrifying; the soldiers didn't think they could defeat the little cherry blossom.

"Trust us; we do not provoke others, but if others provoke us, not even all things in the world can stop this."

Li Qingya spoke sincerely.

She believed in the strength of the Great Qin Dynasty.

If we rally the whole nation's strength, opposing two little cherry blossoms would be more than enough.

Great Qin Dynasty……

If they really took action, it's likely nothing could be changed, leading to mutual destruction.

The soldiers shivered.

It seemed they understood Li Qingya's words.

The originally tense emotions eased somewhat.

He furrowed his brow and then spoke everything in detail.

"Believe me, you don't want to see this."

"It's fine, you speak first."

The captain signaled the soldier to continue; the soldier let out a light sigh.

He began to recount what had just happened.

It turned out…… when Li Qingya and they had arranged to go down.

This soldier had already sensed something off; his nose was keen, able to detect that the nearby bloody smell was abnormal.

But this was the battlefield, where death was inevitable, and he hadn't paid it any mind.

Only upon approaching to inspect did he discover the horrifying point.

That was a magic array made from corpses.

Blood water flowed into the array in an extremely bizarre manner.

And upon the array.

The captain previously sent out was sitting within it.

His entire body was replaced by blood void, dense and dense—those with trypophobia should not look.

Extremely nauseating.

It seemed they were truly nauseated.

That soldier couldn't help but start retching.

He clutched his stomach, constantly retching, as if trying to vomit up everything inside.

Actually, if he looked closely.

He would surely see that on the middle body, a worm kept climbing.

And that middle person, eyes wide open, throat constantly rolling, mouth slightly agape.

That middle person wanted to struggle, but pain and blood water covered him, and a strong cultivation suppressed him, rendering him immobile.

"He seems to be speaking."

Another soldier with weak legs pointed ahead.

And upon the middle magic array, countless hanging heads swayed because of his words.

Making a "hualā, hualā" sound.

Those who heard felt chills down their spines.

"Really?"

The vomiting soldier listened to the old veteran's words, slightly lifted his head, and happened to meet the gaze of those blood‑blurred eyes.

In an instant, fear spread through his body.

He immediately stood up, pointed at the body, and exclaimed, "Damn, isn't that the captain of B Team?"

"He… he seems… to really be alive?"

"Alive?" The old veteran raised his head, and upon seeing that person's eyes, he jerked back.

"Of course I know he's alive…"

"Um, why don't we rescue him?"

The old veteran frowned upon hearing that.

He actually didn't want him to continue suffering either.

Looking at his condition, he really wants to get out.

But if we try to help, he doesn't have much confidence.

After all, this place is extremely dangerous; one slip and you'll lose your life.

It seemed he could see the old veteran's wariness.

The soldier rubbed his head and said, "Why don't we leave? But this person's condition is clearly problematic."

"If we rashly go in and mess up, we'll also sacrifice ourselves." The old veteran pointed at the spell formation and sighed, "Why don't we go back and see? Maybe the captain has a plan."

"Alright, we'll just go quickly and come back quickly."

The two agreed and prepared to leave right away.

But just then, a wind began to blow for no apparent reason.

The wind blew over the heads above, producing a clattering sound.

Immediately after, a bleak, mournful cry shattered the sky.

The person sitting in the middle of the spell formation kept scratching his skin.

Beneath the skin, blood seeped out, and countless worms and ants crawled out.

They greedily drank the blood.

The scene instantly became eerily bizarre.

Seeing this, the soldier's legs trembled uncontrollably; he grabbed the old veteran's arm and bolted forward.

The two didn't think twice; they just ran.

During the run, the old veteran chattered on and on.

But because they were running so fast, all they could hear was the whoosh of wind, unable to make out any words.

Just as the two were sprinting near the main force, a strong hand suddenly grabbed him.

Then… the soldier turned his head, eyes wide open, staring ahead in disbelief.

Yes, not far ahead.

Here, blood stretched as far as the eye could see.

Countless blood pooled together.

Pain and death were mixed together.

It made one want to vomit.

Meanwhile, the old veteran beside him was twisted in a strange posture.

His whole body was crawling with worms.

The worms frenziedly gnawed at his internal organs.

Even his skin bore holes where they had burrowed in, making the scene utterly bizarre.

The soldier was terrified; he wanted to move his feet to help, but his legs felt as if filled with lead and wouldn't budge.

"No!"

The soldier shouted.

The old veteran strained to spit out a single word: "Run! Go quickly! Report!"

Afterward, the old veteran was left with endless screaming.

Soon, he became drenched in blood.

Hearing the old veteran's words, the soldier seemed to gain strength and ran nonstop back the way he came.

Soon, the events unfolding now came to pass.

Upon hearing the soldier's words, the captain's brow furrowed even more.

I never expected Xiao Yinghua to have prepared so many poisonous insects for this battle.

The varieties of poisonous insects are also quite numerous.

But where did Xiao Yinghua get these poisonous insects?

The appearance of poisonous insects—shouldn't they be in the poisonous insect tribe?

But why…

The captain seemed unable to figure it out, turning his head to look at the soldier.

"Take us to that spot; I need to see it myself."

Upon hearing that, the soldier looked at the captain, somewhat at a loss.

"No, Captain, that place is too dangerous; we should report it to the crown prince."

"No need, the crown prince is too busy; we should…." (End of chapter)