"Wow, as expected of the Child of Origin! A dose that could kill over a thousand people, and not only are you still alive, but you're also able to talk in such a short time!" Pei Yan quipped as he looked at Flamel's body, still convulsing, "Of course, I was lying to you! This gold coin was just a prop used to release the wheel, the real poison was subtly infused into your body at the start of the battle. But at that time, all your body's indicators were at their peak, and source energy protected your meridians and body. Even if I launched a bacterial attack, I thought you would quickly find a way to suppress it. But now, after casting multiple forbidden spells, aren't you at the point of exhaustion? Can you still suppress these bacteria?"
"Huff! Huff! Cough! Cough! Cough! Ugh!" Under Pei Yan's deliberate mockery, Flamel wheezed like an old bellows, and after a bout of labored breathing, he began to cough dryly and vomit blood.
