I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

"Captain, this is bad! Signs of a large gathering of dark creatures have been detected along the northeastern border! It's estimated that this attack is far larger than the last one!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire camp fell silent. After a brief silence, someone exclaimed, "How could this be... Wasn't the one we defeated today the real enemy leader?"

The young captain quickly regained her composure, a sharp glint in her eyes. "Everyone, gather! We need to come up with a response plan as soon as possible. We can't give the dark forces any chance to exploit us! Everyone, prepare your weapons and set out to support the border tonight!"

The tension in the crowd was reignited. Many people drew their weapons and shields, standing there with solemn expressions. A young woman hugged her child tightly, her eyes filled with anxiety: "It's started again so soon..."

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly broke through the silent night——

"Hey~ Everyone seems quite nervous. How about letting me join in the fun?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the direction of the sound, and they saw a figure in a robe slowly walking into the place illuminated by the fire - it was the mysterious man who had hurriedly left not long ago, Wind Walker!

"You... why are you back?" The Messenger of Light looked at the other party in surprise.

Wind Walker smiled faintly and patted the gleaming iron cannon in his hand with ease. "I did want to go directly to the next destination to solve the problem. But then I thought it would be more important to help everyone deal with the things here first~"

"The 'feast' you mentioned..." The young captain frowned slightly, "Does it mean dealing with those dark forces?"

Wind Walker nodded. "Of course, my friend! And I've brought a special little gift! I'm sure it'll give our enemies a real surprise!" He proudly shook a small bottle in his hand, and a strange yet captivating blue glow emanated from the bottle...

"Well then, let's not delay any further. Let's set off before daybreak!" The Messenger of Light spoke calmly, unable to conceal his curiosity and anticipation. "Hopefully, this time we can finally put an end to all this chaos..."

At the command, everyone sprang into action. And in this land teeming with unknown challenges, what magnificent stories were about to unfold? Windrunner's return was like a shot in the arm, instantly boosting the morale of everyone present. The villagers exchanged excited glances, as if the last ray of light in the darkness had been rekindled.

"Wow, that awesome big brother is back!" the little boy shouted excitedly. "He said he brought a special gift!"

The villager nearby smiled and touched the little boy's head: "What a good boy. It seems that we have hope now."

Just as everyone's emotions were stirred, a young soldier suddenly asked Wind Walker, "So, may I ask this senior, what exactly is your special gift?"

Wind Walker smiled slightly and gently raised the small bottle in his hand: "This bottle contains a special potion that can make monsters lose their fighting power. I have used it once and it works very well."

Upon hearing this, many people present expressed surprise. The young captain stepped forward and asked, "If such a potion truly exists, then our chances of success in this battle will greatly increase. But how do we use it?"

Wind Walker nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it myself." He then gestured to the Light Messenger, "Please wait a moment while I demonstrate to this team."

The Light Messenger nodded slightly and then explained to everyone, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment and let Wind Walker show us how to use this magical potion."

The crowd gradually quieted down, everyone staring at Wind Walker with curiosity and nervousness. He gently opened the small bottle that shone with a faint blue light, and a strange aura filled the air.

"Are you ready?" Wind Walker looked at the Messenger of Light.

The Light Messenger nodded, indicating that he was ready. At this moment, a young villager whispered to his companions, "It's amazing! This bottle looks ordinary, but it seems to contain enormous power."

Another villager echoed, "That's right, and judging by his expression, he seems quite confident about it. I hope he can truly help us overcome this difficult time, just as he said."

At a command, Wind Walker swiftly waved the vial in his hand, and a few drops of a faint blue liquid instantly scattered into the sky. These liquids spread in the air, forming an eerie yet mysterious aura. Everyone watched with bated breath.

A few minutes later, the ground began to shift—the dark creatures that had been lurking in the shadows collapsed one by one, unable to fight back. The onlookers exclaimed in disbelief as they watched the scene unfold.

"Great! Now we won't be afraid of them!" a little girl said happily.

The woman next to him exclaimed, "I never thought there would be such a powerful weapon. It feels like a divine weapon sent from heaven."

The young captain's eyes flashed with admiration, and she turned to Wind Walker: "It really is effective! Thanks to your help. From now on, we will fight according to this plan."

Wind Walker smiled and replied, "No problem. I will accompany you all until we completely defeat those monsters."

At this moment, the scout suddenly ran back and said, "Captain, the enemy has started to move and is heading this way! Very fast!"

Everyone fell silent again, the air thick with tension. The young soldier clenched his fists, his gaze determined; the mother hugged her child tightly, her eyes filled with determination; the elderly prayed silently, hoping for the safety of the village.

Seeing this scene, Wind Walker said loudly: "Everyone, don't be afraid. As long as I am here, no danger is enough to make us retreat. Now, are you ready to face the challenge?"

The crowd nodded, their faces regaining their confidence and courage to fight. "Ready!" they answered in unison.

"Let's go," the young captain ordered, "Everyone assemble and follow me!"

Just as everyone was about to take a step forward, an old voice came from the corner: "Wait!" Everyone turned around and saw an elderly wizard who walked slowly forward with a staff in his hand.

"Dear young man, since you are heading off to the battlefield, please accept this small blessing as a token of your gratitude." He waved his staff, and a gentle yet powerful light enveloped everyone. "May the power of light accompany you on your journey."