Chapter 1049 The Pill
With a loud cry, Joshua ascended the platform formed by the gathered spiritual energy.
Thereafter, the spiritual energy within a few kilometers radius began to concentrate massively in the air, heralding the
appearance of a group of green-colored spirit warriors.
Unlike in the past when the spirit warriors' faces were a blur, they looked extremely clear this time and didn't need to be
controlled by Joshua this time.
The moment their formation was complete, they would charge in the direction of the werewolves' spiritual energy waves.
In fact, one could see the faint faces covering the spirit warriors' bodies.
As he stared at the spirit warriors who seemed to be brimming with hostility, Joshua knew that these weren't just ordinary spirit
warriors. Instead, they were the vilest ones of them all due to the extreme animosity they harbored.
They were spirit warriors formed from recently dead soldiers whose spirits had yet to fully dissipate.
As the spiritual energy platform beneath his feet faded into rays of light, Joshua staggered forward and dropped to one knee.
Upon touching his nose and mouth to check, he could see that his hand was covered in blood.
It was an indication of the damage his body suffered for forcefully summoning the dead spirits of soldiers into the bodies of spirit
warriors.
After all, these spirits were supposed to return to the heavens and the earth.
Nonetheless, he didn't regret it one bit.
Clenching his fists, Joshua yelled at the top of his lungs.
“Warriors, now is the time for vengeance!”
In response to his roar, the spirit warriors unleashed a ghoulish howl before charging into battle against the werewolves.
In the meantime, Joshua—Formation Crusher in hand—looked toward a soldier who had his lower body crushed.
“Com...”
Blood gurgled out the soldier's mouth when he spoke.
“Commander...”
“I'm here.”
After helming Yaleview for almost ten years, Joshua couldn't be more familiar with the soldier's address.
Upon being recognized, Joshua didn't see the need to hide his identity anymore. Thus, he kneeled down and asked with a smile,
“Those werewolves are probably from Remdik. Is there anything else you want to know?”
The soldier mustered the last of his strength to grab the hem of Joshua's pants.
“Doveston... is short of men... Yaleview... military—”
Before he could finish, the soldier breathed his last.
As for Joshua, he held the soldier's hand until the very end.
His position was usurped by the secret efforts of Wilbur and the Salladay family.
Even though Wilbur managed to seize power and no one could stop him, he was incapable of getting the men to obey him due to
his lack of legitimacy.
As a result, Joshua was still the commander-in-chief of Chanaea in the eyes of the people.
Therefore, the nameless soldier requested reinforcements for the soldiers stationed at River Onxy even though he was on the
brink of death.
To Joshua, such a conversation made him feel as if his heart had been stabbed by a sharp knife.
As his vitality began to flow in reverse, a sweet sensation could be tasted in his throat. Consequently, he quickly suppressed the
reversal with his spiritual energy.
After Joshua got up to his feet, Formation Crusher turned into an afterimage that flew through the military camp.
It would pierce the head of every single soldier who was struggling in pain but had no hopes of recovery.
Thereafter, he leaped into the air and charged in the direction of the werewolves.
At that moment, the spirit warriors and Hayden had killed four of the nine werewolves.
As for the remaining five, they were put on the defensive. However, upon letting out a thunderous howl, four of them began to
counterattack as if they had gone berserk.
Even though the werewolves didn't have a mind of their own, they were still not impervious to pain. Whenever they were
wounded or their lives were threatened, they would dodge accordingly.
Yet, after the menacing roar, they attacked the spirit warriors and Hayden hysterically with no regard for their lives.
Intrigued by the turn of events, Joshua unleashed his spiritual sense and detected a figure within it for a split second.
He then leaped onto the roof and looked out afar. There, he quickly spotted a werewolf who was fleeing to the north.
“It's their leader!”
Without a moment's hesitation, Joshua stopped fighting the werewolf before him and disappeared in a flash to pursue the
escaping enemy.
Meanwhile, Hayden quickly understood what Joshua's intention was. After thrusting his saber into the neck of his opponent, he
turned around and sped up the watchtower beside him.
With a gentle tap of his foot, he used the tower as a platform to launch himself tens of meters into the air.
He then brought out his gun, raised it to eye level, and took aim.
Completing three movements in a single breath, Hayden adjusted his aim to where the werewolf was heading and pulled the
trigger decisively.
Amidst the ring of a gunshot, the werewolf ran toward where Hayden had targeted his bullet. It felt as if Hayden had done it
countless times in training.
The subsequent howl was evidence that the massive force of the specially-made bullet had pierced through the werewolf's spirit
shield and shattered its right leg along with its knee.
Upon losing his balance, the werewolf rolled forward tens of meters before crashing onto the ground. Yet it struggled desperately
to get back on its feet. Unfortunately, Joshua arrived by its side before it could do so.
Without another word, he unleashed Formation Crusher.
As if all the werewolf's limbs were shackled, its flow of spiritual energy was immediately severed.
The absence of spiritual energy resulted in the werewolf's fur falling off and being carried away by the wind. Its face could
gradually be seen as the handsome features of a Remdikian were revealed.
“Please don't kill—,” the man pleaded in Remdikian.
Before he could finish, Formation Crusher had pierced his elixir and energy field, erasing whatever cultivation he possessed.
Thereafter, Joshua knelt down beside the Remdikian cultivator and placed Formation Crusher on top of his body.
“Tell me what your mission is and what Remdik is planning. I'll give you a quick death for it. Otherwise, you'll be begging to be
killed once I start torturing you,” Joshua threatened in fluent Remdikian.
When the Remdikian felt the movement of Joshua's spiritual energy, he knew that there was no escape for him. It was then that
terror and conviction flashed across his eyes.
However, with a wave of his hand, Joshua used his spiritual energy to grab the Remdikian's cheeks.
“Hiding poison in your teeth is a technique invented by Chanaean Secret Agents. Since you refuse to talk, there's no point in me
holding back.
Prying the Remdikian cultivator's mouth open with spiritual energy, Joshua clenched his left hand into a fist. By the time he
released his grip, two large teeth gradually floated out of the Remdikian's mouth.
Contained within them were two transparent pills.
Such pills were invented five hundred years ago by die-hard soldiers of Chanaea.
As long as one didn't bite down hard, the pills posed no danger at all. In the event one fell into dire circumstances, one can
forcefully crack one's teeth to give oneself a quick death.
After putting the two teeth away, Joshua broke into a smirk.
“Let's see how long you can hold out, you assh*le!”