Chapter 306: 126. Blake Vasili (8000)
The perspective shifted back to the hidden chamber beneath the Healing Room, and watched as Fisher shattered the relic jar in the wall with the Fluid Sword, causing Kachina, who was in the distance, to suddenly stiffen. To be precise, it was not just herself, but countless worms stretching out from beneath her.
The previously lively living flesh worms trembled their wings and were pulled down by gravity, turning into nothing but ash before they even hit the ground.
Kachina, with a face full of resentnt, walked toward Fisher and Moli nearby, extending her hand as if she wanted to devour them alive,
“Son of the Sea…”
But before she could take a step, her body uncontrollably collapsed to the ground, as both of her legs had completely turned to ash, unable to support her body.
The gray-white decay continued to spread over her whole body, finally settling on her face filled with unwillingness and resentnt. In that mont, she had completely turned into a stone statue, which then suddenly dispersed into a pile of lifeless ashes.
At this point, Kachina, the head of the Healing Room, had completely died.
Fisher did not exert much effort, but frankly, if it were not for the hint from the mysterious person in the book, dealing with the eerie Kachina would have probably been more troubleso.
He looked down at the red letters in the manual, and suddenly recalled the wisdom-filled worm that had spoken and entered the Artificial Witch during the last mont of the Schwali Delegation’s attack; ntioning its aim was to enter “Magic” to confirm its own safety…
This ant, the person behind that worm actually wanted to help him, this ti as well.
But Fisher did not know who this mysterious helper was that could freely enter the Healing Room and leave ssages in advance.
“Fisher, those jars were all relics, do your humans also have people who can make relics? I thought only my aunt could do it, after all, she once told her skills were unique in this world…”
Hearing Moli pointing at the shattered pieces of the jars and questioning, Fisher turned around and picked up a shimring fragnt, unsure of what material it was made of.
He shook his head and responded to Moli,
“I’m not sure if the Healing Room or Blake behind it can make relics, though it’s possible… But from the current clues, there seems to be an unclear connection between your aunt and the Healing Room. Could it be possible that all these items were made by your aunt?”
“Impossible! These things could definitely not have been made by my aunt!”
Hearing Fisher’s speculation, Moli firmly responded, looking earnestly at Fisher,
“We Whale-man Species are devout followers of Lord Ramasitia, having a reverential respect for life, my aunt would absolutely never commit such acts that desecrate life; such acts are unforgivable sins for us…”
“Is that so… I’m sorry, Moli.”
If the relics weren’t made by Mu Xi, then this matter was worth further investigation—either soone inside the Healing Room also knew how to make relics, or they had learned it from Mu Xi or soone else…
But right now, the priority was to bring out these evidence that could confirm the Healing Room’s cris to Elizabeth, since the path he had co through was sealed by his own magic, and Fisher still needed to use another magic to blast open the gate.
But as he was about to move, the hairs on his arm stood on end, and his body’s innate alertness made him sense sothing extrely dangerous approaching.
“Moli! Be careful!”
“Ding!”
Instinctively wanting to reach out to protect Moli beside him, just as he started to speak and stretch out his hand, a sound like a screw falling or a coin clashing echoed through the tunnel-like space.
No one managed to react, a magic that resembled a beam of light unobstructed passed through the crystal glass that separated the Klein River, and simultaneously, a hole the size of a coin appeared while Fisher’s right hand suddenly burst into a spray of blood. His pupils constricted, and the evidence he was holding spilled to the ground.
Intense pain surged, stimulating the rapid functioning of his brain.
He recognized this magic; it was not Nali’s magic but docunted in Kado’s Book, where the engraving magic Emblem’s materials were rare, thus the magic was also very expensive.
Six-Ring Magic, “Light Gun”
A High Rank offensive magic, with “Light” as its Ring Head. Although it was very powerful, its accuracy was sowhat difficult to manage. The ring tail of this magic was like the human appendix, sowhat superfluous; the release of the beam ant its exact direction could not be controlled.
Fisher guessed that the Light Gun magic had originally aid for his neck or head, but it deviated to his arm instead, oddly enough as he was raising his hand at the ti, which was rather fortuitous…
“Fisher!”
“Don’t move, Moli!”
As his arm was pierced, Fisher endured the pain and pulled Moli into his arms, ignoring the scattered evidence on the ground; in his peripheral vision, he noticed the glass now plastered with nurous Magic Papers, all emitting the “Light” from the Ring Head, confirming all were Light Gun magic.
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