Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary!

Chapter 411: Zuo Zuo! Time to Put Your Silver Tongue to the Test

And at that very instant.

The green cysts that had fallen to the ground one after another exploded with a roar, releasing billowing green smoke. In almost the blink of an eye, the entire valley was enveloped in a ghastly green poisonous mist.

[Warning! Detected influence of biochemical gas "Corrosive Poison Mist." Please evade immediately!]

And just as the system prompt sounded.

The green smoke had already completely spread out. The rolling fog immediately reduced visibility around them to less than a meter.

Lynn also instantly discovered that his Night Doctor equipment was beginning to show signs of decay bit by bit under the influence of the poison mist.

"Not good!"

He immediately understood the function of this poison mist.

When he was assassinated by the Plague Doctors before, they had used a special magic circle to suppress his ability to step into the Sight and pass through walls. That was clearly a restraint specifically developed by the Plague Doctors to counter them, based on the characteristics of Night Doctor equipment.

This poison mist was obviously the same.Because they knew that to truly harm the Night Doctors themselves, they had to break down the Night Doctor robes they wore.

White Night also clearly realized this in an instant.

"Get back!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely.

With almost no hesitation.

Amidst the flowing light of Cursed Arts, his hands suddenly gathered rolling gales, intending to disperse this spreading green mist.

But just as he was about to make his move, the green mist surged wildly. One after another, Plague Doctors wearing pale raven masks emerged and abruptly launched an attack on him.

"At a time like this, you should still worry about yourself, White Night."

Accompanied by that hoarse voice.

A massive scythe suddenly slashed towards White Night from within the mist, aiming to split his body directly in two.

But White Night's reaction was extremely fast. His body instantly turned ethereal, appearing dozens of meters away out of thin air.

However, the Saint almost predicted his position. The scythe in his hand slashed out, releasing streams of crimson energy, once again interrupting White Night's spellcasting.

Under the combined assault of the Saint and multiple Plague Doctors, White Night had absolutely no chance to act.

"Leave White Night to me. You go deal with that brat."

The Saint raised his head, holding the long black scythe in his hand, and said indifferently:

"He's starting to annoy me a bit."

Those several Plague Doctors instantly turned their heads, their icy gazes falling upon Lynn.

"Run!" White Night roared, rising to his feet and engaging the Saint in battle.

But Lynn did not run. Instead, his eyes flickered, and with a flash, he hid himself within the green mist.

One after another, the Plague Doctors immediately sped off in pursuit, hot on his heels.

Information panels for those several Plague Doctors also immediately appeared before Lynn's eyes.

"Two at 90, three at 80+, and one ? level, probably Transcendent tier."

Lynn quickly scanned their panels, his expression becoming extremely calm. Watching the decay of his Night Doctor equipment, calculating the time, he swiftly dashed through the mist.

"Miss Puppet, are you awake?"

"Mhm."

A calm female voice reached his ear.

"Can I go on a killing spree?" She tilted her head and asked, her voice so calm it held no trace of fluctuation.

"Is your dress torn?"

"..."

"Just kidding." Lynn calmly adjusted his lenses, saying:

"You can make your move now, Miss. Today, you can let them witness the might of the Doll Manor!"

Almost the instant he finished speaking.

He felt the thread on his little finger suddenly tighten. One translucent thread after another, like a net, wove a symphony of slaughter behind him.

*Squelch—*

Accompanied by sounds that seemed like something being sliced, Lynn knew Miss Puppet had begun her work.

Amidst the chaos, he also heard continuous screams, unsure whether from Night Doctors or Plague Doctors, ringing out within the mist.

He knew.

With White Night entangled, the other Night Doctors were also inevitably being targeted.

Then it was up to him to figure something out.

In an instant.

Lynn calculated his steps and arrived at the very center of the valley.

He abruptly stopped, suddenly extended his left hand, and shouted loudly:

"Zuo Zuo, now's the time to use you! Whether we can disperse this mist depends on your capacity, Zuo Zuo!"

Zuo Zuo immediately raised her hand, shocked. "Do what?!"

"I remember you have a move called 'Dragon Suction.' Did you forget when we dealt with the Demonkin Association in Wandering Souls Alley?"

"But this is poison!" Zuo Zuo yelled.

"It's fine! I've already analyzed the components. This is just poison mist they use to dissolve Night Doctor equipment. It doesn't affect flesh and blood much. Hurry!! If we don't hurry, we're all going down here!"

Lynn was frantic.

And Zuo Zuo also knew the situation was special now, not a time for acting on impulse.

"Alright!"

In an instant, Zuo Zuo suddenly coiled up like a snake. Then, facing the poison mist that filled the entire valley, she abruptly opened her massive maw.

*Whoosh—*

Accompanied by a terrifying roar.

Like an abyssal maw, a tremendous suction force formed a vortex almost within Zuo Zuo's mouth.

The rolling green mist, under the effect of that powerful suction, wildly swirled and surged towards Zuo Zuo's giant mouth.

Under Zuo Zuo's devouring, in just a few seconds, the green poison mist spreading around them rapidly thinned.

"The poison mist! It's thinning!"

The Night Doctors around the valley were immediately shaken, seeing Lynn, who was currently neutralizing the green poison smoke, through the mist.

They never expected that these two consecutive large-scale offensives against them were both neutralized by the Good Doctor, sir, who had just joined them not long ago.

"Hurry!"

"Protect the Good Doctor, sir!"

Amidst those shouts, the Night Doctors engaged in melee combat with the Plague Doctors around them reacted. They immediately began to quickly converge towards Lynn's location.

Because they knew the Good Doctor, sir's actions would inevitably make him the target of all the Plague Doctors.

In the distance.

Forcefully swinging his scythe to push White Night back.

The Saint turned his head, his gaze falling upon Lynn. He also saw those several Plague Doctors who had pursued him earlier, now sliced to pieces. His eyes suddenly narrowed.

"You really do have a lot of tricks, child."

He felt killing intent arise.

And he had also realized that by Lynn's side, there must be a hidden expert with considerable strength.

Originally, he wanted to kill White Night here first, but now it seemed the target needed to change.

In an instant.

His figure suddenly transformed into a pitch-black, dense fog, directly dissipating on the spot.

White Night immediately realized his intention. He sharply raised his head and roared:

"Lynn! Be careful!"