Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 150: On the Importance of Intelligence

Chapter 150: On the Importance of Intelligence

Matthew didn't act rashly; he simply observed the murlocs below, who were feasting on the corpses of their companions.

Just as Matthew remembered.

The murlocs before him, easily controlled, weak in strength, and vast in number.

They had no qualms about devouring their own dead.

Matthew even suspected that these periodic murloc uprisings were partly intended to reduce their own population.

After all, leaving the safety of the water and charging onto land to attack far stronger opponents was suicidal.

With no psychological burden, Matthew stood on the edge of the city wall.

He uncorked the pink potion and poured it down onto the murlocs crowded around the corpses below.

Seeing Matthew's action, Elio's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity:

"Is the lord doing this to deal with the murlocs?"

"What kind of potion is it? Can it really take out so many murlocs at once?"

After a full day of combat training, Elio had learned to cooperate with her soldier comrades.

Her powerful individual strength earned her the trust of the soldiers, and as a squad leader, Giffen was full of praise for her!

Not only was Elio curious, but the other soldiers were also watching their lord with curiosity.

At that moment, Angela, standing beside Matthew, keenly noticed something.

The murlocs that consumed the corpses tainted with the "Delicacy Potion" began to collapse one by one.

Additionally, they started to emit a faint stench, which Angela could smell even from several meters away.

"Is it some kind of poison?"

Before Angela could form a hypothesis, the surrounding murlocs, as if driven mad, rushed toward their fallen comrades.

They opened their mouths wide and bit down without hesitation!

These savage murlocs, devouring their own, didn't realize.

As they consumed their companions' flesh, the stench began to emanate from their own bodies.

With an average intelligence of less than 3, the murlocs naturally didn't notice this oddity.

They only felt that the food had become even more delicious and irresistible, causing their appetites to grow.

However, the more they ate, the weaker they became.

Eventually, they froze in place, gradually losing control of their bodies, collapsing limply.

They didn't die; they remained fully conscious of their surroundings but had no strength to move.

They vaguely sensed their greedy murloc companions swarming over.

Pressing down, biting into their flesh, more and more murlocs joined in!

The soldiers on the wall witnessed everything clearly.

The murlocs below, now cannibalizing each other, seemed cursed by some horrifying spell.

Greedily devouring their companions, they soon fell powerless, becoming food themselves.

The affected murlocs grew in number as the stench spread.

At this point, all the soldiers understood.

They watched in disbelief as the murlocs tore each other apart, cannibalizing one another.