There was a saying, “immune to all poisons.”
It’s mainly used in martial arts novels, referring to a state where one developed resistance to all poisons and no poison could affect them.
The poisons used in the world of supernatural abilities, those utilized through magical power, were slightly different.
Fundantally, supernatural abilities were based on the premise that one’s ability affected the opponent’s ability, and the opponent, even unconsciously, tried to resist that ability.
If it’s an ability that was ‘not recognized’ at all, the resistance was weaker.
To counter an opponent’s ability solely with instinct and the body’s basic defense chanisms, one’s ego must be incredibly strong.
There must be a belief, almost like faith, that no poison could affect them under any circumstances.
However, if there existed a being who could disregard such things, it was naturally because their basic magical power was at an EX level, nullifying the opponent’s abilities through re survival instincts.
That being was Yumir.
Yumir’s magical power was so strong that no poison used by the opponent could affect her.
Unless Yumir herself recognized that she was ‘affected’ by the poison, she remained unaffected by it.
Therefore.
“No, this is impossible…! How can a woman always be in a state of heat?!”
‘That’s not it.’
Rasputin, trembling violently, pointed angrily at Yumir, but Yumir just shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, standing relaxed.
[Well, I understand your poison. You scatter it around. Probably, those behind you are all resistant to the poison. Or, they’ve been poisoned once before, or have directly accepted the poison.]
“This, this…!”
Ability users beca genuinely flustered in two situations.
One was when their ability didn’t work at all.
The other was when their ability was completely understood by the opponent.
[These ability users who ca along on this mission, all of them have been directly infused with your magical power using those tentacles, right? So only the Russians have developed resistance.]
“……!”
[From the beginning, you intended to betray China. You couldn’t trust each other and were planning to betray them after crossing the Amnok River, weren’t you?]
“……There was a spy.”
Rasputin’s tentacles tremble.
“Yes! There was a spy! Information leaked out! That’s why you appeared! Bringing the antidote, you great scoundrels!”
Her face contorted rapidly as she started answering her own questions about the current situation.
“If it wasn’t for that, how could you be standing here like this!”
Rasputin naturally thought so because she didn’t realize that Yumir figured out all their plans and the situation just by ‘intuition’ based on circumstances.
Deducing the correct answer just by observing the situation on the ground is really impossible.
As Rasputin said, it’s more convincing that we got the information through an internal spy, developed resistance to the poison, and ca to this place.
“But, you wouldn’t have known this!”
Rasputin’s tentacles started to wriggle.
The tentacles, which had multiple barrels like a Gatling gun, repeatedly contracted and expanded, transforming into a single giant pillar in an instant.
[Ugh, do you have to shape it like that?]
Yumir takes a step back in disgust at the sight of Rasputin’s giant tentacle.
‘It’s a form intended to shake her ntal state.’
It was only natural for Yumir to step back in disgust.
The shape was so intimidating that neither won nor n would dare to attack the tentacle or think of ‘receiving’ what it ejected.
While a cannonball from a fish-head rocket could be blocked with a shield, avoiding the white, sticky liquid from a turtle-head rocket is the best course of action.
“Increase sensitivity by 100 tis!!”
Fwoosh!!
The tentacle cannon wielded by Rasputin starts spewing imnse magical power.
It may be a magical bullet, but it’s a powerful magical barrage reminiscent of a fire hose from a fire truck, and its appearance leaves no room for other thoughts.
Since it was fired with such intention, I grabbed Cheonma’s neck and jumped far back.
“Let, let go…!”
[Didn’t expect this, did you? Are you poisoned?]
“Shut up…!”
Cheonma, with her face flushed red, bit her lower lip and struggled to escape from .
Being betrayed by Rasputin itself wouldn’t be embarrassing.
The Chinese ability users were probably planning to betray the Russians as well.
But being helplessly affected by Rasputin’s poison, soone she thought was weaker than her, an S-class who beca one after being detected by an overseas S-class detector, hurts her pride.
[I’m sorry, but I have no intention of curing your current state.]
“What…?”
[This poison has no antidote. You either solve it yourself, get help from another person, or get baptized by Rasputin’s tentacle; otherwise, the poison will keep eroding your body.]
Since the poison in the form of mana has already entered Cheonma’s body through her respiratory tract.
Even if Rasputin was killed, Rasputin’s mana would perate the bodies of the poisoned ones like cancer cells, continuously causing abnormalities in their bodies.
[The thod to detoxify is simple. If this poison artificially stimulates ‘pleasure,’ you can overco it through stronger natural pleasure.]
“What kind of nonsense is that!”
[It’s a truly effective thod, that’s why I’m saying it. I don’t lie.]
“…Is it true?”
Cheonma, breathing heavily, looks up at with a worried face.
“Is, is that really the only way? No other thods?”
[None.]
“Damn…! Without even thinking of looking into other ways…!”
Since she thought of as soone from the future, she probably believed that what I said was a solution obtained from the future.
“Dammit…!”
[And I have no intention of helping you.]
“Who… who would ask for help from soone like you, an unknown future dweller…!”
[Instead, there is soone over there who can help you.]
I grabbed Cheonma and threw her backward.
Cheonma, who flew helplessly through the air, slowly ca to a stop in midair, supported by a black iron hand that reached out to catch her.
“Huh, what…?”
“…….”
Cheonma slowly descended to the ground, landing safely away from the white mass of magical power.
Taejo used the iron that clung to his body to form Asura’s arms and caught Cheonma with them.
“Huff, huff, huff….”
Unfortunately, Taejo was also poisoned.
Although he hadn’t co into direct contact with the deadly poison Rasputin had spread, the underground space, which was almost completely enclosed, allowed the poison to perate through the respiratory system.
[Handle it yourself.]
After throwing Cheonma to Taejo, I jumped forward and stood next to Yumir.
[Are you okay? Do you need help?]
[I’m not interested.]
Yumir asked.
She was curious if I was giving Cheonma to Taejo by throwing her in that state.
She looked puzzled, as if wondering why I wouldn’t just take Cheonma myself, but I shook my head firmly.
[Cheonma can’t ride a unicorn.]
[…Ugh.]
Yumir’s eyes narrowed montarily.
[Are you that kind of person?]
[Just think of it that way. I’ll explain in detail later.]
It seed like I was implying that I despised those who couldn’t ride unicorns, but it was better than explaining everything in detail.
The important thing was dealing with Rasputin.
“Heh, hehehe! Yes, you two! You must have a relationship, huh?! The fact that Platinum Sun keeps getting poisoned, it was you!”
Rasputin, whose eyes were filled with madness, aid the tentacle cannon at .
Inside the split muzzle, the white magical power was swelling, aiming straight at .
“Don’t interfere with my missionㅡㅡㅡ!”
Fwoosh!!
A massive amount of white mana was fired at us.
Without even having ti to dodge, Yumir faced the rapid barrage that spread in all directions, covering the entire cave.
[Tsk.]
[I’ll block it.]
Yumir extended her hand forward, creating a golden hemisphere.
The golden shield, spread like an umbrella, blocked the barrage, and the white mana scattered to the sides of the shield.
[She’s really an unpleasant type to deal with.]
[She deliberately takes that form to erode the human spirit.]
I lightly tapped Yumir’s back.
[Are you okay? You’re not just holding on, right?]
I wondered if she was actually poisoned but enduring it with willpower.
[Yes. It seed like it was trying to enter through my breath, but I imdiately blocked it with my mana.]
[That’s a relief.]
I was montarily worried, but it seed Yumir was indeed fine.
[Well, it’s true I’m addicted to soone.]
[…….]
I lightly tapped Yumir’s shoulder from behind and extended the Dragon Killer forward.
[I won’t kill you, so don’t worry. But…]
Click.
[For so people, it might hurt as much as dying.]
I aid the Dragon Killer’s blade precisely at Rasputin, pulling the trigger connected to the handle.
Bang!
Three blades flew forward, slicing through the barrage and heading straight for the inside of Rasputin’s tentacle cannon.
And then.
Thud!
The Dragon Killer pierced right through the center of Rasputin’s tentacle cannon, which had split apart.
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