After hearing this, Braydon Neal was immediately relieved. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his lips. He sat down cross-legged on the spot and activated the Art of the God of War. Purple clouds appeared on the surface of his body.
The purple energy protected his body, forcing out the king-level poison bit by bit.
If an ordinary king had been touched by this poison, he would die on the spot. Only Braydon could resist it until now and force the poison out.
Furthermore, Braydon had never doubted Heather Sage from the beginning.
Something that could kill a king could not be found all over the streets. The ingredients to concoct this poison are extremely hard to find. It was no easier than a bottle of medicine.
Heather was just a young lady, where would she go to concoct such a medicine?
There must have been an expert who had secretly drugged Heather when she was not paying attention.
