Doomsday Code

Chapter 903 Invigorating Potion

Upon hearing Leica's words, everyone in the courtyard showed excitement on their faces.

The tapir race is one of the royal families of the orc race, and they became royalty because of their almost unbreakable ability to enter dreams.

It is precisely because of this ability that even powerful dragons are unwilling to provoke them.

Now that they, the humans who are regarded as ants and prey by other races, have been able to break the unsolvable dream-entry myth of the tapir race, this is undoubtedly a huge shock to all the beastmen.

At the same time, once this news comes out, it is believed that the other human races that have been oppressed by the orcs will also be inspired to resist.

William and the others immediately began to draw a simple terrain on the ground with stones and started discussing how to encircle and annihilate the tapir tribe, so that they could eliminate all the future tapir beastmen without them knowing.

The clan chief then ordered his men to go out and search for the potions Lyca had mentioned.

Fortunately, Lyca had previously studied medicine and knew about potions, and her tribe also had a dedicated healer; otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to quickly gather all the potions he needed.

Lyca didn't interrupt William and his men's tactical arrangements, but instead pulled the chieftain aside and said:

"Grandpa Chief, this invigorating potion can resist the tapir's innate magic, but it also has certain side effects. The person who uses the potion will become addicted to it, so Chief, let's reduce the number of people involved as much as possible."

Although the clan chief didn't understand anything about addiction, he could tell from Lyca's cautious demeanor that it probably wasn't a good thing.

However, considering the pursuing tapir tribe and the current development of the tribe, this necessary sacrifice is still necessary.

"Don't worry, Divine Child, Grandpa Clan Chief knows what he's doing."

Lyca looked into the chieftain's eyes and simply nodded.

Time flies, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this week, Lyca's tribe worked day and night according to the potion recipe he gave them, producing a total of tens of thousands of potions.

Meanwhile, the warriors of the tribe who were stationed on the outskirts of their territory were also recalled, because the Tapir tribe had spread the Dream Mist nearly five hundred miles into their territory over the course of a week.

It was obvious that the tapirs were after them.

On the huge threshing ground outside the village, all the invigorating potions made over the past week were laid out.

Meanwhile, the five thousand warriors drawn by lot from within the tribe also stood on the threshing ground.

"Children, warriors, here is a precious medicine that the divine child prayed for for our people to deal with those tapir beastmen. Once you drink the medicine, you will never have to fear the tapir's innate magic again."

"And you are very fortunate to have been chosen by fate to become the first heroes in history to break the myth of the invincible Tapir race."

This clan chief truly lives up to his title; his eloquence is remarkable. Of course, the claims about the potion's effects weren't fabricated; three days prior, a hundred people had taken the potion and been tested in the dense fog region.

Those who won the lottery at the threshing ground were all excited and raised their arms in celebration.

"Defeat the tapir tribe, defeat the tapir tribe, defeat the tapir tribe."

The potions were distributed, with each person receiving two bottles. Each potion, once consumed, would invigorate them for an entire day within the dream-entering mist released by the Tapir.

Two bottles would take two days.

Two days was enough time for these five thousand warriors to fight their way through the tapir tribe several times with their swords.

Of course, the number of people involved in the operation was definitely not just the five thousand selected; they were merely the vanguard in defeating the enemy.

Once they've killed enough, and the tapir beastmen wake up from their slumber and want to leave, they can no longer maintain the state of pulling people into a dream.

Then the remaining people lying in ambush can wipe out this entire tribe of tapir beastmen royalty.

It can be said that the chieftain and his people never intended to let a single tapir go. They wanted to use the tapir's blood to warn the other orc royal families and tell them that they were not to be trifled with.

Moreover, after killing these tapir beastmen, one can use witchcraft to create special witchcraft items from their corpses, and perhaps obtain the tapir tribe's unique method of pulling people into dreams.

Just as these five thousand people set off with their potions and finest armor, Lyca, wearing a suit of armor she had crafted herself and engraved with magical runes, quietly followed them.

He is no longer a weakling, but the strongest mage in the entire clan.

According to later generations' assessments, he is now an epic-level late-stage archmage.

So he used a spatial spell to evade the chieftain's sight and then left the village with the main force.

By the time the chieftain and the others noticed, Lyca had already followed the tribe's warriors into the encirclement.

Watching the hundreds of thousands of warriors in his tribe, under the command of William and his men, begin to blockade the dense fog area dozens of miles ahead, Lyca couldn't help but feel a surge of tension.

This was because it was his first time participating in a war, and he had only heard about the bloodshed of the battlefield from his mother and other human beings.

Instead of joining the main force to surround the enemy, Lyca secretly infiltrated the ranks of the five thousand warriors who had taken the magic potion and stormed the tapir's lair.

There was no other way, because his armor was too conspicuous.

Because the tribe has not been in the Iron Age for very long, the amount of steel produced within the tribe is limited, so only those five thousand warriors were equipped with armor this time.

Because in addition to killing the sleeping tapirs, they also had to hold off the tapirs' counterattack after they woke up.

Although the tapir beastmen are not known for their hand-to-hand combat, royalty is still royalty, and there are still a number of skilled fighters within their ranks.

Therefore, the five thousand people selected in this lottery were not really based on luck, but rather were five thousand truly powerful warriors from within the clan who had been chosen long ago.

Lyca took out a bottle of invigorating potion that she had personally concocted, uncorked it, and was about to drink it.

And then the voice in my head appeared again.

"Invigorating Potion, what is an Invigorating Potion? An Invigorating Potion is a potion that can forcibly boost one's mental strength, but one cannot drink too much, or it will become addictive."

Ignoring the voice in her head, Lyca drank the entire bottle of potion in one gulp.

The moment the potion entered her throat, Lyca felt as if a bamboo tube had been stuffed into her brain, and then the bamboo tube exploded from being heated.

He felt his spiritual power rapidly increasing, and his soul even had a feeling of wanting to break free from his physical body and roam freely between heaven and earth.

At the same time, what was previously blurry and hazy due to the darkness has now become exceptionally clear.

And the magical runes within his body were clearer and more distinct than ever before.

With a simple wave of his hand, without any incantation, a spell was instantly released.

At this moment, Lyca felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration and comfort. He felt incredibly powerful, and his thinking was exceptionally clear and quick.

And he finally understood why this potion could be addictive if taken in excess.

Because no one can resist this feeling, no one doesn't want to be an all-knowing genius, no one doesn't want to have the feeling of being in control of everything in the world.