Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 462 Poisoning
Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Tang San's gloomy face, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes could not be dispelled no matter what.

Entrusting one's fate to someone else's promise is clearly not in line with his style. He won't let Oscar go, but he can't do it in front of Fatty. The fact that Fatty was willing to give his blood to Oscar to help him return safely to Tian Dou shows that the two have formed a deep brotherhood over the years. He doesn't want to let go of Ma Hongjun, a highly talented combatant. He can indeed try to find the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower for him if the opportunity arises.

"Okay, I promise you, once the Tang Clan's influence grows, I will do everything in my power to find the Phoenix Sunflower for you."

"Thank you very much."

Upon hearing about his life-saving herb, Ma Hongjun put away his solemn expression and responded to Tang San with a smile.

The two set off again, continuing their journey closer to the Killing City. Oscar, on the other hand, traveled at full speed until late at night before stopping. Just in case, he deliberately took several detours instead of simply returning the way he came. The reason for doing so was self-evident.

Looking back at the dark road, Oscar sighed, unable to hide the complex emotions and helplessness in his heart.

"I hope the fat guy is lucky and survives."

After gathering some wood and starting a fire, Oscar planned to rest there for the night. Without a Soul Master protecting him, he dared not be careless for a moment.

He also held the jade bottle containing Ma Hongjun's blood tightly in his hand; if he were to encounter real danger, this would be his only reliance.

Although he had to be constantly vigilant about his surroundings, Oscar felt more relaxed than when he arrived. Back then, he had to be on guard against potential backstabbing from those around him, a danger that was often more terrifying than threats from enemies.

Fortunately, he seemed to have good luck. Until dawn, he did not encounter any ignorant Fallen Ones. Today, he planned to use the fat man's blood to create a Mirror Sausage and use the Phoenix Martial Soul to travel. If he traveled at full speed, he should be able to reach the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire tonight. At that time, he would not have to be so careful.

Just as he was about to open the jade bottle in his hand to drink the blood, a sharp pain suddenly came from his shoulder and spread throughout his body at an alarming speed.

Having traveled across the mainland, Oscar immediately realized that these were signs of poisoning. Clutching his chest, he looked up and gazed around.

"Who?"

His stern rebuke went unanswered. His consciousness was growing increasingly blurred. Realizing he couldn't wait any longer, he could no longer suppress the metallic taste in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

In the instant he collapsed, Oscar's eyes regained their clarity. He subtly produced a small antidote sausage, stuffed it into his mouth, and then lay motionless on the ground.

He guessed that the person who did the attack must be hiding in the shadows, waiting for him to be completely poisoned and unable to resist before appearing to reap his life. So he planned to pretend to be on his deathbed to lure the other party up to investigate, and then use the mirror sausage made from Ma Hongjun's blood to give the other party a fatal blow.

But his idea was destined to fail. One second, two seconds, and even several minutes passed, but Oscar's mental power still couldn't detect anyone approaching him.

"Damn, how can they be so patient?"

Although his detoxifying sausages can neutralize hundreds of common toxins, the deadly poison in his body at this moment is clearly not among them. The detoxifying effect of the sausages can only temporarily suppress the poison and cannot completely eradicate it.

Ten minutes had passed, and Oscar's heart sank to the bottom. Finally, he could only helplessly roll over, using his weak arms to support himself as he sat up, and shouted towards the woods:
"You've won, come out!" "Let's talk about whether I can exchange my life for something. I'm a support-type Soul Master, you don't need to be so cautious."

After he finished speaking, the woods remained silent, as if no one was there at all.

Oscar's last shred of hope was completely shattered, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

“You’re smart; you know I have a way to save my life. Now I’ll throw it away. Come out and let’s have a proper talk.”

After saying that, Oscar, as if he had nothing to lose, threw the mirror sausage made with Ma Hongjun's blood into an open space in the distance, to prove that he had no more trump cards left.

But there was still no movement in the woods, which made Oscar, who was in a very bad state, feel a surge of anger.

"Are you really determined to kill a support-level Soul Master like me? What good will that do you? Come out now!"

Silence remained in response to him. At this moment, Oscar also fell into deep despair, regretting once again his choice to leave with Tang San. If he had stayed in Heaven Dou City, although life would have been a bit monotonous, at least his life would have been safe.

Time passed slowly, and no sound was heard until Oscar was about to lose consciousness.

"I'm really not happy about this. I can't believe I've been defeated in a place like this."

"etc."

Oscar, who was about to close his eyes, suddenly widened them and sat up in shock as if he were having a final burst of energy. He seemed to have suddenly realized something. No matter how much he shouted in the forest, no one came out to pay attention to him. Could it be because no one had used poison to ambush him? And the terrifying toxin in his body was likely planted by someone before, and it was only now taking effect.

Oscar felt a chill run down his spine at the thought. The image of Tang San patting him on the shoulder before leaving, saying, "These past few days have been nerve-wracking, and you've suffered a lot. Go back and rest for a few days. No matter what, you're still Tang San's brother," flashed through his mind instantly. He turned his head in disbelief to look at his right shoulder, where there were indeed circles of purple dampness spreading out. How could he not understand what was going on?

"Tang San, how cruel you are! You actually tried to harm me."

Oscar gritted his teeth and cursed Tang San, a sense of sorrow rising in his heart. In the end, he still died at the hands of someone he knew.

"Fatty, you'd better watch yourself. Hopefully, you'll find my corpse when you come back and collect it for me."

After sighing, Oscar immediately lost his strength and collapsed to the ground unconscious. Without the resistance of his soul power, Oscar's skin began to turn purple at a visible speed, and the potent poison quickly spread throughout his body. If left untreated, Oscar would die completely in less than half an hour.

At this moment, a blue silver grass slowly grew from beside Oscar, its branches gently wrapping around his arm, and then emitting a faint blue light. The purple aura on Oscar's body was temporarily suppressed to his shoulder by this blue light. Although the poison was not completely removed, its spread became extremely slow.

(End of this chapter)