Chương 222: Folas Dathyra

Grelem wanted to back away, but his hands were strictly forced onto the blade.

He couldn't move his limbs, no matter how much he struggled.

"What a waste of a pill," Sol said, letting go of one of the Elder's hands.

Grelem's eyes widened in shock and relief. A smile appeared on his face as he quickly swung for Sol's head.

"You made a mistake, fucker!" He grinned. However, Sol ducked below the blade, but not without sliding his hand across it.

Grelem's face contorted into confusion as he saw this.

"You touched the poison!?" He said, taking a step back.

Sol had coated his hands with Cursed Ether Energy, so the poison had no direct contact with his skin.

"Yeah... I did."

Grelem was completely taken aback. "Why aren't you dying!?" He screamed like a little girl, his tongue saving out from his mouth.