Watching the leader of the Thick Earth Flag coughing violently, Du Xiong's face turned purple from holding his breath, thinking that if he just didn't breathe in this smoke, he'd be fine.
But the fact proved that it was absolutely not feasible.
Holding his breath made him oxygen-deprived, causing his face to turn a dark purple; when he couldn't hold it any longer and took a breath, he was immediately choked to tears by the toxic smoke.
It felt as if his entire lung pipe was about to explode.
At this point, he really couldn't hold it in anymore, so he directly snatched a urine-soaked rag from the hand of a nearby ground rat without minding the filth, and pressed it against his face, taking a deep breath. Good heavens, it almost suffocated him.
His head buzzed, and the smoke was so strong it nearly made him tear up.
"Why is your damn urine so stinky?"
