The bag was filled with grey powder, and the sll was indescribable.
“Well, you humans are surely full of whimsical ideas,” Freud said in a lukewarm tone as he looked at the grey powder.
“What do you an?” Shen Yanxiao looked at Freud. She believed Freud must have recognized the item.
Freud grabbed a handful of the powder in his slim fingers from the bag and chuckled. “You humans are afraid of demons. You want to avoid demon attacks when you are trying to eliminate demons. The powder is a product of such endeavors.”
“What do you an?”
Freud explained, “This powder is made by crushing the bones of the lower demon into powder, and then mix that with so smoked grass juice. A little bit of this powder can help you to escape a demon’s nose.”
Apart from cruelty, another terrifying thing about demons was their keen sense of sll; they could sll humans from afar. When they detected a whiff of a human, demons would appear in a group for the kill.
If one could avoid the demons’ noses, it would significantly lower the chances of an attack.
Shen Yanxiao finally understood how Qu Rui and his crew traveled the Forsaken Land freely and safely.
Demons did not usually travel in large groups; a few of them traveling together was already a rare occurrence.
As long as they made sure that the demons would not sll them, then the humans could avoid them. No demons would be able to find them unless the humans et them head-on.
There were at least 200 people in Qu Rui’s crew, so they were not in any real danger.
Freud did not seem to be averse to the powder. Perhaps low-level demons were only insects to their higher-level counterparts. No high-level demons would care whether about the low-level demons’ survival.
“This is good, and it could help eliminate many of our troubles at the Forsaken Land.” Du Lang’s eyes glowed.
“This powder is called the Demon Confusers; it was ant to confuse the demons. Soone had concocted it when demos were running wild across the entire continent. However, ever since demons were driven to the Forsaken Land, Demon Confuser had gradually disappeared as well. After hundreds of years, the recipe of Demon Confuser was lost, so how did the Blue Moon Dynasty find out about it?” Uncle Nine frowned. The strangeness of the matter was unsettling.
“Who cares how that was made? Now that we have it, let’s use it.” Shen Yanxiao did not mind. She would rather concentrate on the pragmatic matters than chasing after clueless issues.
“How long can the effect of Demon Confuser last?” Shen Yanxiao asked.
“About three hours,” Freud said.
“They have about 200 people, and this bag of Demon Confuser can last for about six hours. There must be other bags here. Tell people to search in the other tents and find the rest of it.” Shen Yanxiao grinned victoriously. Compared with the other loots, the Demon Confuser was much more valuable.
A few monts later, they found about ten more bags of the Demon Confuser, and Shen Yanxiao put all of it into her interspatial ring.
No other demons could hurt them as long as they had Freud with them. They would save the powder for future uses.
When they were done with the ‘mop-up’ operation, Shen Yanxiao and her team went back to the carriages and continued onward to the Sun Never Sets.
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