Chapter 372: The Powerful Effect of the Bottle of Weakness Just when the situation between Jiang Yu and Shen Shier was tense. The light emitted by the storage ring attracted the attention of the surrounding people like a magnet, and attracted many lords to come here with their troops and gather in this area shrouded by mysterious light. When they saw Jiang Yu and Shen Shier's troops, their faces were filled with astonishment and curiosity, and discussions broke out one after another. "The first ones to arrive here were Shen Shier and Jiang Yu!" A Winged People leader exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes moving back and forth between the two. "Alas, it seems that the legendary ring is out of reach for people like us. Shen Shier is so powerful, I'm afraid it will eventually fall into his hands." Another werewolf lord shook his head and sighed, his disappointment hard to hide in his words. "Having said that, Jiang Yu is no ordinary person. Why can't it be him?" Someone raised an objection, with reluctance and expectation in his eyes. "Humph, don't you see? Shen Shi'er is not only two levels higher than Jiang Yu, not to mention his 60,000 elite Protoss troops, each of whom is a killing machine on the battlefield. On the other hand, Jiang Yu only has 20,000 human soldiers. The difference in quantity is already huge, not to mention the difference in quality." A lord who is friendly to the gods spoke with unquestionable certainty in his tone. Just as everyone was discussing and almost reaching a consensus on the direction of the situation, Jiang Yu's action broke the silence.

He took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a bottle-shaped object shining with a strange light from his arms - the Bottle of Weakness. This is a medium-sized precious relic that he synthesized on the synthesis table today. He did not hold back and used it directly and decisively! 'It's a good time to try out the power of this medium-sized precious relic!' As the mouth of the Bottle of Weakness was slowly opened, a thick and mysterious gas suddenly gushed out, quickly spreading and enveloping everything around it in a hazy white mist. The fog not only blocked the vision, but also seemed to carry some strange magic, making everyone present feel unprecedented oppression and uneasiness. In the white mist, Jiang Yu's figure was looming, and his eyes became unusually firm, as if he had foreseen the impending reversal. As for the god Shier and his army of gods, they showed an unprecedented solemnity in this sudden change. Just now, as Jiang Yu's Bottle of Weakness was activated, the ancient and powerful magic contained in it burst out instantly. An indescribable invisible gas swept out like a storm, spreading to the entire battlefield at an alarming speed, completely enveloping Shen Shier's 60,000 elite Protoss troops. In an instant, a strange and depressing atmosphere filled the air, as if even time had slowed down at this moment. Under the influence of this mysterious gas, a layer of hazy mist began to appear in the eyes of the Protoss soldiers, and their vision became blurred, as if the whole world was covered by a thick veil. Their bodies also became weak and powerless, and even the most basic defensive movements seemed clumsy and slow. What's more serious is that their thinking began to become confused, and there was a serious disconnect between instructions and actions. The once orderly formation collapsed in an instant and became a mess. When Jiang Yu witnessed this scene, he felt an irrepressible ecstasy in his heart. He knew that this was the perfect time to strike back! So he swung his arms violently and shouted loudly: "Kill!" This order was like thunder that broke through the sky, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the human soldiers. The three generals, Lu Bu, Bai Qi, and Li Guang, led the way and rushed into the chaotic Protoss troops like three lightning bolts. They each led their elite soldiers and launched a fierce charge on the enemy with overwhelming force. In the face of the high morale and indomitable fighting spirit of the human soldiers, even the Protoss troops who were in a disadvantageous position could hardly resist this unstoppable torrent. On the battlefield, the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers were intertwined, and the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing rose and fell. The surrounding lords, who had originally gathered here just to watch the fun, seemed to be suddenly hit by an invisible force. They all widened their eyes, with disbelief written all over their faces. Some of them were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground, while others clenched their fists with complex emotions flashing in their eyes.

"Fuck, this...how is this possible? Such a large-scale impact is simply unprecedented!" The voice of a lord seemed to tremble with shock, and his eyes were fixed on the area on the battlefield shrouded by the mysterious gas, as if he wanted to see everything clearly through the fog. "This is definitely not an effect that an ordinary relic can achieve!" another lord echoed, his tone full of affirmation and awe, "With such a huge coverage area and such a strong negative effect, this relic must be at least medium-rare or above, and it may even be an even rarer medium-precious grade!" As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sound of people gasping in shock all around. The medium-sized precious relic is the dream of every lord present. And at this moment, such a treasure actually appeared in Jiang Yu's hands. How could it not shock people? "Jiang Yu... He actually possesses a relic of this level?" Someone murmured to himself, his voice full of disbelief. "It must have been synthesized by Jiang Yu on the synthesis table! However, having said that, Jiang Yu must have a lot of relics on him, otherwise it would be impossible to synthesize relics of this quality!" "This is too powerful!" More lords expressed such sentiments. They began to realize that Jiang Yu might not be as simple as they had previously thought. The Bottle of Weakness in his hand might be able to change the outcome of this battle! At this moment, many people were in awe of Jiang Yu and the relics in his hands. Just like that, while Shen Shier's troops were mired in weakness, blindness and chaos, Jiang Yu's soldiers, like a tiger descending from the mountain, launched a fierce offensive without hesitation. They took advantage of this rare opportunity, relying on their agility and sharp weapons to shuttle through the chaos, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by the fall of the enemy. In just a few moments, Shen Shier's troops lost at least seven or eight thousand people, and as time went on, the number continued to rise, and the air was filled with thick blood and despair. Shen Shi'er, who was at the back of the team, witnessed this scene with a livid face, his fists clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force. His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, as if they were going to devour the entire battlefield. For him, this duel with Jiang Yu should have been a great opportunity for him to show the majesty of the gods and crush his opponent, but reality gave him a loud slap in the face. (End of this chapter)