The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210 Plotting the Fall of a Nation

Stout and one of the old men on the other side were sent flying like broken kites. Two arcs of blood trailed behind them in the air. After crashing onto the ground, Stout managed to steady himself about ten steps away, his aura unusually chaotic.

As for the other old man, he landed heavily, vomiting a mouthful of blood once again. His head slumped, and he promptly lost all signs of life.

"Anton!" The other old man cried out in pain. Without a moment's hesitation, he channeled his entire energy and charged towards Stout.

"Old geezer, I'll send you to join him!" Stout roared, rapidly flipping his wrist. Silver needles shot out like a rain of projectiles.

"How dare you kill my brother! I'll definitely tear you to pieces!" The old man shouted furiously, sending a gust of Chi-powered needles down to intercept the needles from Stout.

Boom!

At the instant he attacked, Stout's fist energy came to an abrupt halt, colliding fiercely with the old man's defensive aura. However, Stout was already injured, and he could only muster around seventy to eighty percent of his power, barely managing to push the old man back seven or eight steps. It was difficult for him to inflict much damage.

"You brat, meet your doom!"

After steadying himself, the old man shot forward like a cannonball. His aura surged, revealing the peak strength of a Warlord. Simultaneously, he struck out with several palm winds containing overwhelming force, producing explosive sounds in the air.

"Old geezer, I'll take you on!" Stout raised his hand, ready to strike back.

However, at that moment, an immense aura swept out from behind him, colliding head-on with the old man's attack, creating a raging wind. In the next instant, the old man spewed a mouthful of blood into the air before being sent flying. He flew for fifty to sixty meters before crashing into the ground, leaving a large crater. His body was lifeless, bones shattered, and meridians severed.

Struggling to lift his hand, the old man looked at Billy who had appeared behind Stout, his face filled with shock. "How could you still be alive..."

"Could... Could it be that you've been a War Emperor?"

After speaking, without any hesitation, his eyes glinted with realization, and he bit down on the poison in his mouth. After a foam of white froth emerged, his head slumped, and he went motionless.

"Did he kill himself?" Stout cursed. Then, his brow furrowed slightly as he sensed that something was off about Billy's aura. He turned to Billy and asked, "Boss, are you poisoned!?"

"Not a big deal," Billy waved his hand. "How about you? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" Stout shook his head, then continued, "Boss, with your body being nearly immune to all poisons, how could you be poisoned?"

"Erosive Flower Toxin," Billy responded.

"What!?" Stout exclaimed, "These bastards acquired Erosive Flower Toxin just to deal with you?!"

As a genius of the martial world, Stout knew what Erosive Flower Toxin meant – one of the Four Great Strange Poisons. Once afflicted, there was no cure unless one possessed power above that of a War Emperor to suppress it.

He couldn't help but feel relieved. It was thanks to Billy's injuries healing considerably, allowing him to activate War Emperor-level power.

"Let's see who they are," Billy said, then walked up to the dead old man and ripped off a human skin mask from his face.

It was an ordinary, nondescript face of a middle-aged person, without any distinguishing features. There were no tattoos or other marks on his body.

"Boss, Erosive Flower Toxin only exists in the Southern Edge and Tyren. These outsiders probably have nothing to do with the Southern Edge and must be from Tyren." Stout spoke in a low voice as he approached.