Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 2480

Lillian did not bother to hide the disdain in her eyes as she spoke. She instinctively shifted to distance herself from Darryl, not helping but to feel more and more disgusted by the man before her. Unfortunately, she accidentally inhaled the mist as she was moving away.

"Crap!" Darryl cursed inwardly, fed up with her stubbornness. He had only meant to protect her from the mist by having her secured in his arms behind the barrier, but clearly she did not appreciate it.

"Brat!" Earle and the others snapped out of their dazed states from the magnificent scenery and shouted angrily at Darryl, "Where are the Black Sand Pythons?"

"You wouldn't dare to play us, would you?"

"It is obvious that there ain't no Black Sand Pythons nests around here." The men slowly surrounded Darryl as they spoke.

Keeping an eye on Lillian the entire time, Darryl forced a smile and pretended to be startled and explained, "Brothers, I swear I didn't lie to you. This place is the nest to the Black Sand Pythons. It's just that these creatures are cunning by nature and they are probably hiding under those bushes. You see that mist? Wherever it's thickest, that's where the Black Sand Pythons are hiding."

Earle and his men seemed to have accepted Darryl's explanation and without further ado, they drew their weapons and charged eagerly into the direction where the mist was thickest.

"I am going to hunt every last python here!"

"Boss, let's get some rest after we get those Black Sand Pythons' inner cores. We might as well have some fun with that chick..."

"Haha, you said it." Foul words poured out of their mouths as they entered the mist. Their eyes turned red almost instantly as they came into contact with and inhaled the mist. It didn't take long before the men started to swing their weapons at one another as though they were out of their mind.

"Black Sand Pythons, I see them! Haha, die!"

"Hm? You dare to take my inner cores? Prepare yourself…”

"The inner cores are mine..."

Under the powerful influence of the hallucination caused by the mist, Earle and his men were visibly more crazed and violent by the minute. None of them had a clue that they were not cutting down Black Sand Pythons, but their comrades. Animalistic roars and tortured cries rose and fell as blood was spilled. Though slightly disturbed, Darryl remained expressionless at the sight. These scums got what they deserved, still it was somewhat tragic to actually witness the scene of them slaughtering one another.

"What..." Lillian shivered at the sight, petrified beyond words. ‘What is happening? Don't they belong to the same group? Why are they fighting each other all of a sudden? They are not even holding back,’ thought Lillian. She might have inhaled the mist as well, but managed to maintain clear-headed with the comparatively mild intake.

Noticing her shocked expression, Darryl took a deep breath before explaining, "There were never any Black Sand Pythons here in this area. I lured them here for the sole purpose of using that mist against them. That mist is toxic and can cause hallucination. The more you inhale, the crazier you will get, and eventually you will end up losing your mind completely."

Lillian turned to look at Darryl dazedly, not capable of uttering a word in response. The man that stood before was no different than any other ordinary man, yet how could he know so much? He couldn't possibly venture into such dangerous places considering his mediocre strength. But if that's the case, how did he come to know all of these?