Chapter 56: I'm Not Old, Weak, Sick, or Disabled
That evening, the two of them set off for New City. At the same time, the hundreds of wounded soldiers who had been knocked unconscious with needles also set out along with them. Equipped with ice crystals, these men were carried on stretchers, and though they remained in a daze along the way, they did not suffer too terribly. Asheng remained uneasy, feeling that the method of knocking out the wounded with needles was far too hazardous. He kept busy following the procession back and forth, checking on this person and then that one, terrified that someone might breathe their last if he let down his guard for even a second. Fortunately, just as Doctor Liu had predicted, although these wounded soldiers looked terrifying at first, they were, after all, members of the God Clan, and one by one they gradually pulled through. Asheng finally let out a long breath of relief, silently chanting to himself: Doctor Liu took a desperate gamble with this risky move; a method this hazardous is something the Human Clan could never dare use.
Before departure, Mengtu returned to report that he had indeed found traces of spellcasting in all four directions, with the marks left in the south being the most obvious. Furthermore, judging from the situation at the scene, the spell had failed; hence, though the southern soldiers had contracted the plague, they had not experienced the symptom of headaches. Xiaoyao nodded and said:
Chapter 56