Chapter 137: Test Subjects
The soldiers sat dowing atop the walls.
Adam Smith arranged for them to return to the tents in batches, where easy-to-digest foods like meat pe were prepared.
At the same time, he would "casually" check each group of soldiers.
If any wounded soldiers were found, they would first be given a purification potion, then their wounds would be bandaged, and they'd be tied up for safety.
The soldiers, aware of the basic procedure, didn't resist, instead chatting and ughing as they were checked.
They didn’t realize the gravity of the situation, but even if they did, they wouldn’t worry.
The Lord and Adam Smith would take care of all their "after-death" problems.
Thanks to Matthew and Adam Smith’s timely interventions, not many berserk fishmen made it onto the walls, and only four soldiers were injured.
However, these four wounded soldiers underwent terrifying ges right before Matthew's eyes.
Their sciousnesses faded, and their body temperatures rapidly increased.
Purification potions had no effect…
Healing potions were iive…
They lost the ability to speak, and their digestive reas intensified.
"Minor Healing" was useless…
"Moderate Healing" had no impact…
Their muscles rapidly swelled, their skin split, and their bones mutated.
"Major Healing" failed…
Matthew ehe mutations early.
From the time they were injured until the mutations were halted, the entire process took only 40 mio an hour.
It was too fast!
Matthew tried to heal each soldier to the best of his abilities, but all efforts failed.
As of now, with his current knowledge and healing teiques, he had no way to stop berserk iions!
Right now, it was just fishmen, but iure, it could very well i humans!
The iion was simple and direct, making it a deadly threat te numbers of defenseless civilians.
After quickly disposing of the bodies, Matthew made sure there were no issues with the burned corpses and breathed a sigh of relief.
At least he was fident he could stop the iion from spreading.
Matthew had made up his mind to tighten the sing of recruits and adventurers.
At the same time, Matthew immediately prepared for battle and promptly informed Adam Smith of the oute.
Upon hearing the news, Adam Smith’s face turned grim.
Especially after learning that the berserk fishmen’s iion could trao humans, his unease reached its peak.
If such a horrifying outbreak occurred in Bloodmoon City or the Bay Territory, Adam Smith couldn’t even imagihe hellish sario…
"Don’t worry, this won’t happen while we’re still alive."
Matthew’s calm voice quickly brought Adam Smith back to reality.
His sharp mind quickly grasped that all of this had to be orchestrated!
The enemy had deliberately showhis horrifying experiment and would likely eliminate everyoo cover it up!
Perhaps they were part of this "experiment" as well!
Seeing the anger on Adam Smith's face, Matthew calmly grabbed his staff, walking out of the tent while giving instrus:
"Prepare for battle. If they want to take us down, they better be ready to break their teeth!"
……
"Phew…"
Bloodhand Kahn took a deep breath, sav the burning sten the air as he watched the fading fmes, indifferent to the scattered berserk fishmen. He sneered coldly:
"Those fools are useless. They couldn’t even handle such a small matter, and now it’s blown up."
The figure cloaked beside him hesitated, showing a hint of disfort on their face. After a moment, they spoke:
"Even so, you shouldn’t have killed them. This kind of thing ’t be kept under s…"
Bloodhand Kahn g him calmly, a too-young face fshing through his mind, and chuckled:
"Why keep it hidden? Don’t tell me you think I did this on my own?"
Before the figure could respond, Bloodhand Kahn raised his massive axe and shouted with a roar of barely tained fury:
"Everyone, gather!"
The figure instinctively raised their head, their face pale with terror as the rumbling of hooves grew louder. They muttered in disbelief:
"You’re all insane!"
Turning, they frantically sprioward the s’s reeds.
Bloodhand Kahn didn’t spare a g the fleeing figure, casually watg him run while turning to his gathering knights with a vicious grin, r:
"Let’s go! Time to kill!"
Bloodhand Kahhe charge down the road.
Nearly 500 knights followed close behind, their heavy hooves striking the ground with sharp ccks.
Behind them, twisted, blood-soaked figures howled as they gave chase.
The fleeing cloaked figure was torn to shreds, devoured by the creatures.
……
Back at the temporary camp.
The soldiers were busily w nonstop.
They raised the walls higher, familiarized themselves with neons and gear, and donned additional armor.
They hadn’t seen what had happeo the wounded soldiers, but Adam Smith’s somber tone had given them a clue.
More crossbows were mounted along the defenses.
More cart pushers were ao preemptively move battle supplies into position.
This included over a dozen barrels of oil, hundreds of bolts for the crossbows, and rept spears.
They didn’t fight, but they were essential to the battle.
Matthew looked out into the distant fog as the howls grew louder and more chaotic.
"Once again, they're driving the mooward us. The Pfizer Mert Guild is quite adept at this tactic!"
Recalling his memories, Matthew took stock of the battle resources.
"I have 120 mana points left. If I tinue fighting berserk creatures, I cast 11 more fireball scrolls at most."
"There are still 43 fireball scrolls left, so I ize carefully."
As Matthew sidered tactiaximize his firepower, new enemies burst from the mist, revealing themselves to his forces.
These creatures had no skin, their blood-red muscle armor c their entire bodies as they charged on all fours like beasts.
To the soldiers’ horror, these beast-like monsters still bore remnants of belongings and armor.
This meant that these terrifyi-like creatures were once human!
Test Subject 15 of the Berserk Potion.
Members of the Redwood Mert Guild’s Bloodmoon City Guard.
Challenge Level: 8+!
Remaining survival time: 23 hours 12 minutes.
Special Ability: Berserk Iion. If scratched or bitten, a Willpower check of -10 is required.
Failing the check results in Deep Berserk iion!
Special Status: Deep Berserk.
Burns the soul. All attributes +3, max HP +15, physical attack +3, physical defense +4, movement speed +3.
Seeing their former identities firmed Matthew’s suspis.
Although they weren’t directly associated with Beverly, they were definitely part of this raid force.
In other words, someone had killed all of their "allies."
Such madness was terrifying beyond words.
FAL
