Inside the Ancestral Temple.
Shen Can organized his Witch Plague Dispersal Talismans, preparing to hand these talismans to the frontline tribesmen.
The effectiveness is best tested in real combat.
According to reconnaissance reports, the infesting Plague Insects are less than half a day's distance from the clan land.
"Acan, you stay in the Ancestral Temple, give me the talismans you've inscribed."
Huo Xian, with a bamboo basket on his back, prepared to leave the Ancestral Temple. He figured that since Shen Can had drawn the talismans, there was no need to dampen his confidence, so he decided to take them for the tribesmen.
The medicinal scent from the talismans was useful, at least more convenient to wear than his medicine balls.
It's just that the production output is a bit low.
"Alright."
Shen Can nodded, lifted his hand, and tossed a hemp rope that hooked onto him.
With another lift of his hand, a piece of hemp cloth was stuffed into Huo Xian's mouth.
