Chapter: 843
Baekrok�s mind went blank.
The fact that the Fire Soul Poison did not work shook his self-esteem.
Pyo-wol, who was holding the Soul-Reaping Thread, had no sign of being afflicted with the poison.
It wasn�t that he was holding his breath.
He was breathing as usual.
�Wait, is he immuned to poison?2 There is no such thing��
Baekrok denied his assumption.
This was because ten thousand poison immunity was mentioned only in legends. If there really is such a thing as poison immunity, there would be no place for those who use poisons.
�I must kill him.�
Baekrok opened his arms towards Pyo-wol. Then the poisons hidden in the sleeve were released all at once.
Puss!
A new poison engulfed Pyo-wol.
Sung-dong!
In a very short moment, Baekrok�s ankle flew away. The Soul-Reaping thread had cut off his ankle.
�Keuk!�
Baekrok screamed while fleeing with one leg.
He jumped out of the workshop without looking back.
Jubuck!
The sound of soft footsteps followed him.
Baekrok, who ran out of the workshop, hurriedly looked for Tang Sochu. But the figure of Tang Sochu remained nowhere to be seen.
�Damn it!�
Baekrok clenched his teeth.
His mission could only be considered as a success if he could kill Tang Sochu. However, not only did he fail in killing Tang Sochu, but he also suffered serious injuries in the process.
This was a failure that will remain in the history of the Hundred Wraith Union.
He had nothing to say even if he died.
Ever since he started working as an assassin, he had always lived with his own death in mind. So he didn�t fear death. But he had to make sure that he finishes his work before he could die.
He glanced at the workshop.
Through the window, he could see the poisonous smoke that filled the studio. Pyo-wol seemed likely to jump out of the room at any moment.
Baekrok grabbed a broomstick which was rolling nearby and wrapped it around his severed ankle. He cut off the tip, adjusted the length before standing up.
He felt excruciating pain in his broken ankle. Even if a broomstick was used as a support, it didn�t lessen the pain at all.� JrNovels.com
The fact that the Fire Soul Poison did not work shook his self-esteem.
Pyo-wol, who was holding the Soul-Reaping Thread, had no sign of being afflicted with the poison.
It wasn�t that he was holding his breath.
He was breathing as usual.
�Wait, is he immuned to poison?2 There is no such thing��
Baekrok denied his assumption.
This was because ten thousand poison immunity was mentioned only in legends. If there really is such a thing as poison immunity, there would be no place for those who use poisons.
�I must kill him.�
Baekrok opened his arms towards Pyo-wol. Then the poisons hidden in the sleeve were released all at once.
Puss!
A new poison engulfed Pyo-wol.
Sung-dong!
In a very short moment, Baekrok�s ankle flew away. The Soul-Reaping thread had cut off his ankle.
�Keuk!�
Baekrok screamed while fleeing with one leg.
He jumped out of the workshop without looking back.
Jubuck!
The sound of soft footsteps followed him.
Baekrok, who ran out of the workshop, hurriedly looked for Tang Sochu. But the figure of Tang Sochu remained nowhere to be seen.
�Damn it!�
Baekrok clenched his teeth.
His mission could only be considered as a success if he could kill Tang Sochu. However, not only did he fail in killing Tang Sochu, but he also suffered serious injuries in the process.
This was a failure that will remain in the history of the Hundred Wraith Union.
He had nothing to say even if he died.
Ever since he started working as an assassin, he had always lived with his own death in mind. So he didn�t fear death. But he had to make sure that he finishes his work before he could die.
He glanced at the workshop.
Through the window, he could see the poisonous smoke that filled the studio. Pyo-wol seemed likely to jump out of the room at any moment.
Baekrok grabbed a broomstick which was rolling nearby and wrapped it around his severed ankle. He cut off the tip, adjusted the length before standing up.
He felt excruciating pain in his broken ankle. Even if a broomstick was used as a support, it didn�t lessen the pain at all.� JrNovels.com
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