Poison God's Heritage

The Fire Lord was channeling his Qi, clearly going in for an explosive attack at the start. .net

"No need to use your Qi," I said as the incoming rakshasa charged at the frontline.

"Light them up!" I called.

Immediately, the frontline slammed their shields down, and the line behind them aimed their weapons in between the small openings of the shield row.

A single salvo, a hundred corpses.

Not only that, the real pain was about to start. The moment the first rakshasa was hit, the bullet that pierced its body left a trail of the Underworld Morning Flower poison inside it.

The Cold Yin Qi in the bloodstreams of the Rakshasa was immediately agitated. Acting with severe hostility yet foretold defeat. The blood couldn't defeat the poison. The fast-acting poison spread through every bloodstream causing it to crystalize, then rupture, where tens of thousands of small crystal flowers began rupturing and emerging from the cracks happening on their bodies.

The Rakshasa froze over, as they transformed into a statue of flowery ice.

More Rakshasa came forward, crashing into the corpse of their comrade, the splash and splatter of the shattered ice released a cold fume that spread out, instantly interacting with more Rakshasas and turning those too into ice.

More and more deaths on the Rakshasa's lines happened as they couldn't help but dive into their deaths.

Their objective was to capture us; ours was to leave this place. Yet right now, their goal was looking rather grim.

Although the wide hall could barely fit a couple dozen or so rakshasa side by side, it was long enough for them to come at us like an endless flood.

And they weren't limited to the ground. They ran across the walls and the high ceiling to drop at us.

All for a vain effort to capture us.

"Up," Law said, a look of worry painted on his face as he didn't realize that the Rakshasas were capable of doing even that...

Six or so Rakshasa were using their claws to grab onto the ceiling, and they were able to sprint on it upside down.

Their creepy figures would bring nightmares to the vilest of men as they screeched in a soul-shivering shrike.

Their goal was simple since the floor was too packed and was impossible to penetrate, for now, they'll go up and fall on our backline.

"Don't worry," I replied to Law. I already figured something like this would happen.

My small army was positioned in a specific way to maximize our numbers and our firepower.

The first four rows were an armored corps, able to withstand the incoming rakshasa and rain down lead upon them. While swapping between shield holder and weapon bearer as needed.

The three rows behind them were all reinforcement and replacement. If a puppet were to fall, one of the reinforcements would immediately take their position.

Me and my group were in the third position acting as the command of the army.

To my left and right respectfully were Y and X.

Behind me was the final line of defense. Or what I call, the heavy artillery. They're fully packed up with explosives, and javelin rocket launchers that had poison substance inside them. And heavy sniper rifles for priority target neutralization.

There were also many other puppets next to them, armored with shields and swords. And others with miniguns ready for any random threat.

The sniper squad was all carried by other puppets to have a better vantage point. This would allow them to take down targets while avoiding allies.

This was how I was planning on leaving the Bastion. Guns blasting. And nothing was going to stop me. Not to mention, this was not the entirety of the forces I had prepared for this. After all, the puppets inside the Lord of Lords pagoda went insane with creating more of their members and I had more than twenty thousand puppets of which more than six thousand were fully decked out and ready for battle.

And that was the way we're leaving, with their help. If they wanted to come at me with numbers, then they're more than welcome. Because behind us were a thousand more puppets slowly pouring in from the Lord of Lords pagoda.

The incoming rakshasa had believed that by coming at me from above they'd easily land into the backline and disrupt the order of operation. Little did they know that I was more than ready for them.

The row right behind me aimed their weapons up and sent several salvos of gunfire, blasting through the rakshasas who had a difficult time dodging due to being upside down.

Of the six, four were instantly pulverized, turning to ice sculptures. While one of them managed to jump and was coming at us with an incredible speed.

But due to it being airborne, it had no ability to dodge. One of the snipers being carried by other puppets had the Rakshasa in sight. A single trigger press and the rakshasa's entire body was ruptured and turned to shattering ice.

As for the last rakshasa it didn't dive at us but tried to fall into the front rows.

The Third row of the frontline immediately held their shields up, creating a protective barrier from the incoming rakshasa which fell against the shield face first.

It tried to bash the shield with its claws, but since it was unable to dive into the rows, it was an easy sitting duck for the gunners at the frontline who made a sieve out of its body.

The puppet carrying the weight of the rakshasa that just died and turned to ice simply angled the shield causing the sculpture to fall to the ground and shatter.

To which our advancement and the heavy steps of the puppets slowly moving forward crushed the remains of the rakshasa.

Simple, effective, and deadly. The entire army was working their way forward neutralizing every threat and moving forward without a hitch.

More Rakshasa tried to go up on the ceiling and even more came at us from the walls. But since they could never make it to our troops, they were all eradicated halfway.

The lucky ones were the ones that died due to the poison from afar, but the ones that were trying to charge into the frontline had it the worst.

They were under the constant firepower of the puppets, and they couldn't penetrate the shielded frontline.

The poison released from all the bullets began lingering in the air and its density increased. Just when it reached a high enough density I pressed my hand forward.

Willed and commanded by my own poison Qi, the lingering Qi in the air moved forward like a wave that ate up everything in its wake.

The rakshasa had no way to deal with the poison wave and were too packed together to avoid it. Like the command of a frost god, the entire hallway turned into a frozen hell where no enemy moved.

"What devastating power…" Law said.

"Indeed, I never thought that a systematic method of war could even be applied here," Zhang Tian said.

"I don't think we're even useful here," Dao Shen said.

"Let's hope that the case remains like that," I said.

"Why are you saying that, aren't you the one who always tells me my mouth is a jinx," Law said.

"That's because I know that this situation won't last for long. We only have an advantage because this is a long hallway, once we start reaching the crossroads, things will get more dangerous," I said.

Not to mention, we haven't met any of the brutes. Those guys can easily break our frontline if they make it there. So, I have to keep an eye out for them. Also, these rakshasas that have been killed are nothing but the stragglers that are near us. The bulk of the forces are still on the upper floors. And we have a long way to go before we reach the door.

We soon arrived to the first crossroad. As I mentioned earlier, the front line is composed of six separate rows. Three of which are shield and sword carriers the vanguard, and three had firearms to support them the gunners.

One squad of vanguards and gunners each moved forward, while the other four squads split up, each of them standing guard at the entrance of the crossroads. This allowed our army to move forward while it was protected from the sides.

This was just an immediate intervention to help facilitate the army moving, and since our frontline was the most important, several puppets sprinted forward from the reserves following us to replenish the frontline that gave up their members to protect the sides.

Thankfully the crossroads were empty thanks to the poisonous wave I sent earlier, there were no silver rakshasas in sight. But that is not to say that we should relax, so I kept my eyes peeled for anything abnormal.

The army continued moving forward, and once the entirety of the army went past the crossroad the four squads that were protecting the side joined the reserve forces and continued following the army upward.

So far, the coast is clear, but up ahead there was a massive staircase that lead up to the fourth floor. And from where I can see, there were Rakshasas standing there menacingly. While a pack of brutes were at the top of the staircase accompanied with a Black Rakshasa.

They're holding a powerful chokehold position which will make penetrating it difficult. This is where the real fight begins.

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