Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3195 The Madness of the Gloam Wing

The lieutenant glanced at the pit full of corpses, and a wave of nausea washed over him.

"All Gloam Wing members, move out! We're going to completely wipe out the remaining Night Vine addicts."

Outside a cluster of villages, a dozen military vehicles screeched to a halt. From them emerged Gloam Wing members dressed in pitch-black combat gear, their hands gripping an assortment of firearms as they stormed into the homes. "Stop! What are you doing?" A young man holding a hoe shouted as he saw the Gloam Wing members approaching.

Alas, his answer was a gunshot, followed by a cold declaration, "Obstructing the Gloam Wing in the execution of our duties is punishable by immediate death."

It was harvest season in the village, and everyone, from the elderly to the women, was out in the fields working alongside the men. They looked at the golden, ripe wheat with satisfied smiles.

They had long grown weary of cultivating Night Vine, a crop that had turned their loved ones into something less than human, neither fully alive nor dead. Their hatred for the Night Vine had reached its peak, which was why Matthew's directive to eradicate it had been so easily embraced. "How much have you harvested, Gus?"

"Aunt Ruth, we've planted ten acres of wheat, and so far, we've only harvested two," a brawny man replied, wiping sweat from his brow with a towel draped around his neck, grinning broadly. "Ten acres? That should fetch a good price! I heard buyers will be coming soon."

Bang!

the villagers chatted while harvesting, a gunshot suddenly rang out, echoing through the sky, causing their faces to

who had stayed behind were now being held at gunpoint by a group of men dressed in black. These intruders were armed with advanced weapons. Knowing they couldn't win a fight, the villagers could only shout in protest, "We haven't committed any crimes!

the villagers. Did the King

and we suspect

fell silent, each person hurriedly denying the

must

growing crops now." The eldest of the village

Vel

Known to everyone as Grandpa Ephraim, he was the most respected and authoritative

I say you're still growing it, then you are. Confiscate all

will we survive if you do?" An elderly man rushed forward,

a mix of anger and sorrow. The old man was highly respected in the village, and now, to save their

squad leader