What witch? The Deadly Pharmacist!

He still has room to dodge once more, but it's pretty much predictable that Caron will corner him, leaving him with nowhere to go.

"I'm really looking forward to it!" A sinister smile appeared on Caron's lips, and his muscles swelled up with the power of the blessing, almost bursting through his clothes.

Just then, a sharp whistle rang out throughout the cave, followed by a rapid rustling sound.

Caron instinctively turned his head to glance at the rabbit, and a headhunting rabbit streaked across his face.

He instinctively swung his sword, and the headhunting rabbit was severed in two.

But at the same time, another headhunting rabbit attacked from his blind spot, slashing across his waist and tearing a gash in his clothes and skin.

The stinging pain made Caron frown. The whistle sounded again, and he looked in the direction of the sound. He found that the witch had opened the door of the breeding pool while he was chasing Leon and released more than ten adult headhunting rabbits.

Lena blew her finger whistle frantically, the sharp sound activating the frenzy of the headhunting rabbits. The headhunting rabbits poured all their hostility into Caron, the Blessed One of the Gods of War, and launched a charge in droves, leaping up one after another to launch surprise attacks.

"Tsk!" Kalon slashed and dodged at the same time.

In addition to granting a burst of power and sensory enhancement in a state of combat, the God of War's blessing also includes an additional blessing that varies from person to person.

The blessing he received from the God of War was "body of steel," which made his muscles and bones incredibly tough in the face of pain, allowing him to deflect blades and bullets and suffer only superficial wounds. If he were to wear armor, he could even withstand the impact and crushing force of a chariot.

The headhunter rabbit can make shallow cuts, but they can cause the wounds to bleed profusely. If the rabbit makes too many cuts, he will also be at risk of blood loss.

Fortunately, with his reaction speed and swordsmanship, he could handle these dozen or so headhunting rabbits!

However, Leon seized the opportunity and quickly bypassed Caron, heading towards the entrance/exit.

"Run!!" Leon shouted at Lena, and Lena responded and moved.

Taking advantage of the few seconds that the headhunter rabbit had delayed, the two of them rushed out of the camp one after the other and entered the passage of the maze.

Just as Lena was about to run out of the maze, Leon grabbed her.

"This way!!" Leon said, pulling her in another direction.

“But this is…” Lena looked at Leon in disbelief.

This direction leads to the depths of the maze. The other entrances and exits of the maze have been destroyed, and inside are several winding dead ends.

"Trust me!" Leon gripped Lena's hand tightly.

Lena had no time to hesitate and could only run after Leon, because the sound of Caron's charging footsteps could already be heard inside the camp.

Caron rushed out of the camp, his ears keenly catching the footsteps extending into the depths of the maze, a sadistic smile appearing on his lips.

The mouse panicked and ran into the cage, and what followed was a game of hide-and-seek.

Chapter 42 The Primal Witch's Favor

Caron strode deeper into the maze, the fluorescent plants and mushrooms growing on the walls providing him with a little light.

He carefully observed his surroundings and listened intently to any sounds.

The God of War's blessing greatly enhances his senses; he can see and hear much better than Leon, giving him a clear advantage even when playing hide-and-seek in such low-visibility conditions.

But he still dared not let his guard down. Leon might have deliberately led him deeper into the maze, where there might be a trap.

“You can’t escape, there’s no way out here,” Caron shouted at the crossroads. “Leon Seth, come out now, and I might spare your life.”

After shouting, he frowned. The spot on his back where Leon had shot him was still stinging, both painful and itchy.

Leon and Rena were hiding behind a rock, barely daring to breathe.

Lena clung fearfully to Leon's side, still unable to understand why he had hidden in the maze.

She really wanted to ask a question, but speaking up now might reveal her location.

The maze wasn't very big; there were only three branching paths extending deeper from the Knights' encampment.

A sloping line extended downwards into the mountainside, ending at a narrow fissure leading to the earth, which has now been destroyed and filled in by the Knights.

The other two, each about two hundred meters long, led to two other exits on the mountain, but both had been destroyed.

In other words, this place has now become three dead ends.

They've been hiding, and if Karon searches them one by one, he'll eventually find them.

Of course, they could run back while Caron was searching other routes, but their footsteps would quickly reveal their location, and Caron would catch up faster than them, even without blocking them.

More importantly, Caron couldn't find them, but in reality, they couldn't see Caron's location either.

Their hiding was entirely due to luck; they were merely stalling for time.

Leon leaned against the mountain rock, calming himself and waiting silently. If they had run out along the mountain path, in an open area, Caron would have caught up with them in just a few steps.

Their only chance of survival now is to kill Karon in this labyrinth.

All he needs now is time.

"Not coming out?" Caron, sword in hand, began searching the way inside. "If I find you, I'll break your arms and legs, making you wish you were dead! As for that witch you want to protect, I'll make you watch with your eyes wide open as she experiences all the torture instruments in the Inquisition's interrogation chamber right before your eyes!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his sword, shattering the edge of a rock, the crisp sound of metal striking metal echoing through the cave.

When Lena heard the sound through the stone wall, her breathing became erratic.

Leon quickly grabbed her hand, signaling her not to panic.

Caron's goal was to intimidate them with words and throw them off balance.

He would chase after them like a wild animal that has caught their scent, if they made the slightest noise.

"You have one last chance..."

Caron continued deeper into the area, but after taking two steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He suddenly realized that his feet, which were on the ground, didn't feel solid, as if his legs had gone numb from being pressed down for too long.

As his legs became numb, the itching and pain in his back also intensified significantly.

Caron's expression changed slightly as he suddenly realized something.

Damn it!

The sudden tension made his breathing rapid.

Once the breathing becomes disordered, it becomes difficult to regulate, and a sudden wave of dizziness and nausea washes over me.

"You son of a bitch, what did you use on me?" he suddenly roared.

The reaction was all too obvious—he had been poisoned, and with a rather acute and dangerous poison at that.

Realizing this, Caron panicked completely.

He quickened his pace and rushed into the maze, swinging his sword back and forth to probe the way, trying to find that damned little bastard before the poison took effect.

"Get out here, you bastard! How dare you scheme against me?! I'll stab you through the stomach with this sword, and I'll gouge out your eyes!!"

Caron shouted in exasperation, knowing that he would soon be overwhelmed by despair if he didn't vent his anger in this way.

However, the onset of the poison did not slow down at all; on the contrary, it began to accelerate as he became agitated.

He stumbled and almost fell.

Kalon grabbed the rock wall for support and cursed, "Damn it!"

He was horrified to discover that he had lost feeling in one of his legs, and the wound on his back began to throb with intense pain, so painful that he wished he could cut off a piece of flesh.

He could only turn around and drag his leg back, but a stiff, numb feeling began to slowly spread throughout his body. He began to feel that his joints were rusty, and his speed was getting slower and slower.

He limped for several dozen meters before his other leg gave way, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, barely managing to support himself with his sword.

"Enough!" Realizing the situation was hopeless, he gasped for breath and tried to shout at Leon, "I've lost! I surrender! Let's make a deal again, give me the antidote! Give me the antidote now!!"

Leon, who was hiding on the other side, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He helped Lena to her feet and began to carefully move back.

“Go get a lantern,” Leon said to Reina as he returned to the crossroads, loading new ammunition into his pistol.

"What's wrong with him?"

Lena stared with lingering fear at the tunnel that stretched deep into the mountainside, from which Karon's screams continued to echo, but Karon was no longer able to emerge.

After loading his ammunition, Leon rummaged around on his person and pulled out a test tube containing a few drops of purple liquid.

Venom extracted from the venom sac of the chicken snake.

What he had taken from the table earlier were actually two test tubes, one containing magic essence and the other containing chicken-snake venom.

When Caron asked him to hand over the item, he fumbled around and poured some magic essence into his pocket, then handed over the test tube containing the magic essence, making Caron think that he just wanted to keep some magic essence for himself.

When Kalon turned his back to him, he mixed the magic essence into the venom of the chicken snake, and then poured the venom onto the muzzle of the gun before firing.

The bullet, coated with venom, struck Caron after the shot was fired. Caron's superhuman abilities could deflect the blades and guns, but he still suffered superficial wounds.

Lena once said that the poison of monsters is more accurately described as a curse, as it can be activated and enhanced with magic essence, and cannot be destroyed by conventional physical or chemical methods.

At the time, he speculated that if the toxicity could withstand even extremely high temperatures, it was theoretically possible to poison bullets.

Even so, Leon wasn't sure if such a crude method of poisoning would work in this desperate situation, but he couldn't think of any other way to defeat Caron besides using poison.

Fortunately, it all worked in the end.

He had suffered greatly from the effects of this poison because of his work as an inquisitor, and now he was making Charon experience that pain twice as much.

Kalon quickly became too weak to support himself. He struggled to climb to the rock wall and sat up against it. By then, his back had become as hard as stone.

Leon finally entered carrying a lantern, pointing a gun at Caron.

"The antidote! Give me the antidote...quickly!"

Caron managed to utter a sound towards Leon, his tongue feeling numb.

"Tell me how you found out about me, and where you hid your money. Tell me and I'll give you the antidote."

Leon did not approach rashly, but carefully aimed his gun at Caron's eyes. Even if Caron was invulnerable to blades and bullets, his eyes would definitely be a weakness.

It's likely that Calon experienced poisoning symptoms, but that doesn't necessarily mean he was completely incapacitated.

As for the antidote for the chicken-snake venom, he certainly didn't have it; he just wanted to extract more information from Caron before he died.

Caron stared at Leon for a moment, then suddenly laughed helplessly: "You've already made up your mind, haven't you? There's no antidote at all!"

In his experience, he could see his fate just by looking at Leon.

Leon didn't deny it, but pointed the gun at Caron to confirm: "Was it the old thing from the recycling shop that betrayed me?"

That was the only clue he could think of regarding how Caron had found his way in.

"You need to confirm that?" Caron sneered, then his lips twitched. "Damn it, I actually got stuck here!"

He struggled to lift his trembling hand and reach into his jacket pocket. Leon immediately tensed up: "Don't move!!"

But Caron ignored him and simply struggled to take his pipe out of his pocket.

Under Leon's astonished gaze, Caron put on his pipe and tried to pull out his tobacco box and tinderbox, seemingly wanting to take one last puff before he died.

But his hands quickly became so stiff that they became unresponsive, and things fell from his hands one after another.

"Oh!" he sighed regretfully, glancing up at Leon, but Leon didn't move.

Leon had no intention of giving this guy any end-of-life care. If he approached rashly, and if Caron still had the ability to move, he might be able to snap his neck with a single hand.

Caron finally managed a cold laugh at Leon, spat out his pipe, and mumbled, "Kill me, and your end will be near. I... I'll be waiting for you..."

The stiffness quickly spread to his face, causing his face to twitch and his smile to become distorted, eventually freezing in that expression.

The venom of the chicken snake caused his entire body to petrify.

Finally, he died...

Leon finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lena, who was watching from a distance, also breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could even begin to think about what to do next, Leon suddenly heard a strange echo coming from the depths of the cave, like someone whispering softly.

Leon instinctively pointed his gun deeper into the maze.

"What's wrong?" Lena asked, noticing Leon's actions.

"Didn't you hear anything?" Leon asked.

"No!" Lena blinked in confusion.

Leon frowned. The sound, like a woman humming, continued to ring in his ears, growing increasingly noisy, but Lena seemed to hear nothing at all.