Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

Lin Mu noticed that the two soldiers facing him had insignia embroidered on their chests, but they were too far away for him to see clearly, and he didn't know if they were the same group of people he had just seen.

Lin Mu's gaze passed over them, looking deeper into the crowd. Through the gaps in the crowd, he could vaguely see a tall, crimson figure surrounded, frantically trying to break free but unable to escape. It was the Woma Cult Leader, stained with red poison.

The crowd was packed tightly together, and Lin Mu could only catch a glimpse of the cult leader's tall figure through the gaps.

He squinted, relying partly on observation and partly on guesswork, piecing together a complete picture in his mind.

It seemed to be a cross-shaped passageway, and in the very center of the crossroads was a tall, red figure with fleshy wings, the Woma Leader, covered in red poison, wildly waving his claws, moving at an astonishing speed, and attacking at a terrifying pace.

A group of skeletons surrounded it, chasing and hacking at it with small axes. The leader initially ignored them, but later, growing impatient, slammed a palm down on one of the skeletons. An electric current crackled and spread outwards, affecting several skeletons, followed by the crackling sound of shattering skeletons. There wasn't a single scream from a human. Lin Mu felt it was like a melee version of a three-star Tesla Trooper.

The Taoist priests stood on the perimeter. As soon as the skeleton fell, they waved their hands. The skeletal remains on the ground turned back into silver sand, which coiled around their weapons. Then, the Taoist priests pointed their weapons at a central area, and the silver quicksand darted out like a serpent, reforming into a skeleton at the designated spot, continuing to chase and slash at the Woma Cult Leader.

Lin Mu was taken aback. It could even control the location of summoned creatures? This was much more useful than in the game.

At this moment, the cult leader was tightly entangled by the skeletons again, trying to break free but unable to. In particular, the warriors had formed a human wall, which the Taoist priest had made invisible through a collective invisibility spell.

The cult leader could only see a bunch of skeletons flashing before his eyes, charging left and right, but always being blocked by invisible warriors. He was being pulled back and forth in the middle, frantically spinning around, but could never break out of this circle.

Furthermore, there is a circle of warriors outside the human wall. Once the Woma leader arrives, they will slash through the human wall to provide some damage output.

However, their main role is not to deal damage, but to supplement the middle wall warriors at the edge.

If the inner circle warriors are accidentally struck and killed by the leader's violent electric current, creating a gap in the human wall, they will immediately fill the gap to prevent the Woma leader from breaking through the human wall and attacking and threatening the outermost mages and Taoists.

The mages and Taoists on the outermost perimeter were the main damage dealers, unleashing one lightning spell after another and one fire talisman after another. White light and firelight flashed incessantly in the passage, casting flickering shadows. Meanwhile, more people were rushing over, their footsteps, shouts, and skill effects mingling together, creating a bustling scene like a marketplace.

At this moment, a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe arrived from the side. His gray-white robe was embroidered with a silver Tai Chi symbol, and the hem moved without wind, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

With a wave of his hand, a divine beast emerged from the void and appeared directly within the human wall.

The divine beast appeared and immediately stood upright, its height almost matching that of the Woma leader. Its entire body was orange-red, covered in fine scales, and two flames flickered on its head, making it appear from a distance as if it had two horns. Then it strode towards the leader, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

As it approached, it opened its mouth, and a thin flame shot out from deep within its throat, burning directly onto the Woma leader...

Lin Mu watched intently, pondering in his mind. The Woma Guardians on the first floor spawn only once every five years, guaranteeing a drop of top-tier Woma equipment; what about the Woma Chief on the second floor? What would he guarantee to drop? A teleportation ring?

His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes were fixed on the red figure surrounded in the middle.

Just then, the Woma leader's berserk state finally subsided, and his speed slowed down.

The Taoist priest also noticed this, and at the same time felt that the Woma Lord's defenses were too high and his current output was too low, so he said something.

The human wall slowly contracted. The Taoists simultaneously controlled the skeletons and divine beasts to stop attacking, and they approached the Woma leader step by step, finally surrounding him tightly in layers.

The warriors advanced in unison, intertwining with the summoned creatures and closing in from all directions. A series of collective invisibility spells were cast, turning the skeletons, divine beasts, and warriors translucent, as if shrouded in a thin mist. The human eye could still discern their outlines upon close inspection, but the monsters remained invisible.

The Woma leader was trapped in the middle, struggling left and right. His fleshy wings opened and closed in the narrow space, but were always blocked by the invisible barrier. He felt as if there were invisible walls of air all around him.

Its space for movement became smaller and smaller, and gradually it was completely surrounded, only able to turn around in place, unable to even take a step.

Outside the human wall, another circle of warriors pushed forward, forming a human wall of invisible warriors and invisible summoned creatures, and launched a pincer attack on the Woma Leader, ignoring his defenses. Flashes of white light streaked across the air, each strike breaking through the Woma Leader's defenses and drawing blood.

Chapter 75 The Woma Cult Leader on the Second Floor (Part 2)

The cult leader's health was dropping rapidly. He kept leaning back, his head bobbing up and down, completely pinned down, without even a chance to fight back.

Occasionally, the Woma leader's enormous claws would swing wildly in the air, crackling electricity exploding between his palms and scattering lightning in all directions. Most of the lightning struck empty air, with only a small portion landing on the wall of people.

If the summoned creatures or unlucky warriors in the human wall are killed by the Woma leader who attacks randomly, or if they are killed when their invisibility time expires, the warriors pulling the assassins from behind will immediately fill in, and then the Taoist will go invisible again to block the gap in the human wall.

However, most of the time, the warriors who were randomly attacked by the Woma leader did not suffer fatal damage from a single attack. They would then consume a few Eternal Snow Frosts to instantly restore their health to full, and then continue to hold on.

And so, the Woma leader was trapped.

Lin Mu's palms were sweating as he watched. This teamwork, this tacit understanding, must have been practiced countless times.

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose from one side of the passage in the distance. The Taoists and mages on the outer edge of that side, as well as some warriors in the inner circle who couldn't squeeze in to fight monsters, all turned around and faced that direction.

The torchlight flickered in the darkness, shadowy figures moved about, and shouts and skill effects mingled together. Lin Mu couldn't see what was happening, he only heard people shouting.

"withstand!"

"Don't let him charge!"

The sounds were urgent and tense. After a few minutes, the commotion gradually subsided, and the people turned back, resuming their attacks on the Woma leader in the center. Lightning spells and fire spells lit up again, white light and fire flashing incessantly in the passage.

Just then, the Woma leader suddenly flapped its enormous fleshy wings. A gust of wind exploded from the center of the crowd, and a foul-smelling airflow surged in all directions.

The upper bodies of the invisible wall of men were swaying violently in the wind. Since invisibility would be broken with the slightest movement, the soldiers on the outer perimeter who were pulling assassins quickly stopped, bracing their hands against their invisible comrades in front of them, holding them firmly to prevent them from moving.

The wind finally stopped, and the human wall managed to hold its ground.

But the side that had just been in turmoil erupted again. This time it was even more intense than before, with shouts of battle filling the air. Apart from the core human wall, the warriors pulling the assassins, and a few supporting Taoist priests, almost everyone changed direction.

The torchlight flickered rapidly in the darkness, figures jostled, and bursts of skill light exploded in the passage. Lin Mu stood at a distance, listening to the deafening shouts and skill explosions, his heart tightening. These were people trying to steal the monsters, and they were no ordinary individuals.

Just then, the protagonist, the Woma leader, stopped playing with them. With a "whoosh," a flash of white light appeared, and the crimson figure vanished into thin air, leaving only a wall of people surrounding the air and warriors still stabbing at the air.

Time seemed to freeze for a second.

The group that was fighting for the monster saw the leader disappear first because they were facing this direction. Knowing that the fight was pointless, they retreated while fighting and soon disappeared.

The Taoist priest who had been watching this area turned around and was shocked to see that the sect leader was gone. His expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted, "Stop! The sect leader has flown away!"

Only then did everyone cautiously look around, confirming that the cult leader had indeed flown away, before putting away their weapons.

A few seconds later, a burst of frustrated curses erupted from the crowd, but soon someone shouted, "Disperse! Disperse! Search! Damn it, don't let it get away!"

The crowd snapped out of their daze and scattered, grabbing their weapons and chasing after the others down various side roads.

And so, a large group of people ran past Lin Mu without even glancing at him. The torchlight flickered in the darkness, and their footsteps were hurried and disordered, gradually fading into the distance.

Lin Mu noticed that these people also had the same symbol embroidered on their chests, exactly the same as the group from the beginning.

He had intended to wait until they left before going over to loot the bodies, but he saw that there were still more than a dozen people left behind, starting to clean up the battlefield.

The men crouched down and began collecting the scattered weapons and even the bodies of several fallen soldiers from the earlier clash, one by one, into specially embroidered spatial bags. Their movements were practiced and familiar, as if they had done this countless times before. However, these were definitely not Qiankun bags. Qiankun bags cannot hold complete corpses; at most, they can only hold scraps like venison or chicken.

Lin Mu stood there, staring at the empty passage, motionless for a long time. He'd waited in vain. He sighed, "I was thinking that even if I couldn't defeat my own leader, I could still loot the corpse. Forget it, let's go. It's hopeless."

He turned and walked back, and when he returned, the skeleton was still standing at the entrance of that dead end.

Just then, a group of people finished exploring the dead end and hadn't gone far from the alley entrance when one of them paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Someone from the guild says they've found it! Go quickly!"

After taking only two steps, the man cursed again, "Damn it, it flew away again! It's only a sliver of health left!" The group stomped their feet in frustration and chased after it in another direction.

Lin Mu glanced up at the dead end the group had just explored. It flew away again? Maybe it just flew right in there? He patted the skull and lowered his voice, saying, "Let's go take a look."

Then, Lin Mu walked into the dead end with great excitement. The passage wasn't long, about 50 meters, and the walls on both sides were bare, without even a trace of a monster. He walked back and forth twice, sighed in disappointment, and patted the skull: "Let's go, what a waste of time."

Just as he stepped out of the alley, a flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and with a "whoosh," a red figure materialized in the center of the passage. It looked similar to the Flame Worm, but it was much taller and had much wider, fleshy wings.

-1, -1, -1... floated overhead.

Woma Leader!

Lin Mu's pupils contracted; he recognized it at a glance. This wasn't Flame Worm, it was the leader. He was still covered in someone else's red and green poison, with only 1 point of poison damage, and his health bar was practically reduced to a sliver. But the Worm Leader had 35 health points; even a sliver of health was terrifyingly high.

Lin Mu didn't have time to think. He raised his hand and unleashed a combination of green and red poison. The two handfuls of powder instantly negated the poison from the others, and the sect leader's head displayed -29, -29, -29...

Then Lin Mu casually picked up the skeleton and ran away.

The Woma leader abruptly turned around, his crimson eyes fixed on Lin Mu, and charged towards him with long strides. The leader seemed to have entered a berserk state again, moving much faster than Lin Mu had anticipated. Each step pounded the stone slabs, his fleshy wings half-open behind him, creating a gust of foul wind. Lin Mu's heart sank. The Woma leader had gone berserk again; he couldn't outrun him.

He frantically pulled out the two evasion bracelets from his Qiankun bag and put them on. His agility instantly jumped from 18 points to 30 points, while his Taoist skills dropped to 21 points.

Lin Mu felt a lightness under his feet, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his body, and his speed suddenly increased dramatically. He felt that his 100-meter time had reached 8 seconds, leaving Bolt far behind. He was definitely the Mafa Little Flying Man.

Lin Mu rushed into the dead end and ran all the way to the deepest part before finally putting the skeleton down.

The skeleton steadied itself, tilted its head, turned around, and charged towards the Woma leader.

Chapter 76 Teleportation Ring

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. He pulled a bottle of potent solar water from his storage bag, unscrewed the cap, and held it in his mouth without swallowing.

Then he started running around the skeleton. With his increased agility, Lin Mu ran much faster than the Woma leader.

Seeing that the skeleton had blocked the Woma Cult Leader's movement, Lin Mu steadied himself, raised his crescent moon, and unleashed a Soul Fire Talisman at the Cult Leader. The talisman flew out and slapped against the Cult Leader, reducing his damage by 24. Not bad. The Cult Leader has [Magic Defense 8-30], which is enough to damage him, but his Taoist magic is too low, resulting in a slight reduction in damage.

The skeleton reached the cult leader and swung its small axe down. The cult leader had a defense of 20-50, and the skeleton's attack power couldn't even break through the defense; it didn't lose any health. But the skeleton didn't care, hacking away with its axe, blocking the cult leader's path even when it couldn't cut through him.

This is exactly what Lin Mu wants. It doesn't matter if he can't damage them, as long as he can block their way. After all, the Woma Cult Leader's hatred is firmly locked on Lin Mu, completely ignoring the skeletons.

They fought like this for a minute, and not a single monster appeared during that minute. Lin Mu ran around the skeleton very fast, having already drunk one bottle of potent solar water to restore his depleted mana, and carrying a second bottle in his mouth.

At this moment, the leader's berserk state finally ended, and his speed instantly slowed down considerably, only slightly faster than the Woma Guardian.

Lin Mu's legs ached from running for so long, so he quickly slowed down to catch his breath and took the opportunity to switch back to his two level 3 Taoist bracelets. His Taoist magic returned to 27 points, and he unleashed a fire talisman, dealing -35 damage—a noticeable increase in damage.

And now I don't have to run as fast, so I can use fire talismans more frequently. Before, it took me three seconds to pause and condense my magic to cast a fire talisman, but now I can cast one in just two seconds.

With the fire spell and poison, it can deal around 1600 damage per minute.

After another two minutes of fighting, the Poison Woma Leader's health was dwindling; the health bar was almost empty. Lin Mu was overjoyed, thinking that with a little more effort, he could take it down.

"call out!"

Lin Mu felt a chill run down his spine. The cult leader had flown away again?

But he caught a glimpse of his shadow, which was suddenly illuminated from behind and violently thrown onto the ground in front of him.

Then there was another "whoosh".

Oh no, the cult leader has launched a sneak attack from behind.

He instinctively crouched down and rolled forward.

Almost simultaneously, his vanguard, the skeletal frame he jokingly called the "White Bone Skull Vanguard," which was chasing after the cult leader, took a step in the direction behind Lin Mu as soon as the cult leader disappeared.

Behind Lin Mu, another burst of lightning erupted, the blinding white light accompanied by crackling electrical sounds, illuminating the entire passage.

Lin Mu rolled, the skeleton took a step, and lightning exploded—the three things happened almost simultaneously.

The Woma leader's raised thunderous hands, which were supposed to slap Lin Mu's back, instead landed squarely on the thin skeleton due to Lin Mu's roll and the skeleton's step.

The lightning engulfed the skeleton, the sound of bones shattering was crisp and piercing. The scattered bone fragments pulsed a few times in the electricity and then remained still.

The raging lightning continued to spread in all directions, and the greatly weakened lightning bolts swept across Lin Mu's back as he rolled around.

-58!

Lin Mu felt a tingling, excruciating pain explode from his spine, as if a million needles were piercing his flesh at the same time, or as if he had been hit hard by an invisible giant hammer.