Chapter 87: Lies or Truth?
When the group saw that the mist beast had finally dissipated. They all collapsed from exhaustion. Even Julian could be seen on one knee, supporting himself with his sword.
Unlike the previous martial skills he had used, the Gale Edge was a top-grade, Gold rank martial skill. The amount of Qi he needed to use was enormous.
He was only able to use it once, which was why he wasn’t able to contribute to the subsequent attacks. Of course, the damage dealt from such a martial skill was no joke.
If he didn’t use that skill, the mist beast would have most likely picked them off one by one. When everyone was able to catch their breath, the remaining three members of the group went to check on their fallen members.
The one-armed man, who was the first one to face the mist beast, had already stopped breathing. His group members could see that he was already dead.
However, when they went to check on the other man, they found him struggling to breathe, in slow, raspy breaths. His chest was already caved in, covered in blood.
They could see some bones poking out from his chest. He was barely conscious, only able to force himself to breathe, however painful it may be.
From his condition, it would take at least a Rank 4 healing pill to save his life. None of his group members could afford such a pill.
The only one among them with any hope of having such a pill was the one that brought them here. The three remaining members turned their heads simultaneously towards Julain’s direction.
"Leave him, he’s going to die anyway. Just grab their storage rings. There should still be some useful stuff inside."
Julian stated after glancing at the condition of the man on the ground. Even if he had such a precious pill, he wouldn’t use it on someone other than himself.