McGrenn was covered with a thick blanket, snoring softly from time to time, and seemed to be sleeping very soundly.
But his face was abnormally pale, as if there was no trace of blood. His eyes were deeply sunken, and his whole face was so thin that it was almost unrecognizable. If he hadn't listened to Ina's words first, Lin Li really wouldn't have been able to connect him with the McGrenn he knew.
Even with McGrenn's physical fitness, he had actually weakened to such an extent. McGrenn was a warrior above level-six, and his physical fitness was more than ten times stronger than the average person.
Lin Li frowned, and released a Detection Spell.
But the result disappointed him. There was no trace of residual magical wave on McGrenn's body, which meant that his slumber had nothing to do with the magical attack.
Lin Li looked at the haggard McGrenn and didn't know what to do.
"Have you seen a doctor?"
"I've looked for one a few days ago, but they all said Father is very healthy." Tears glistened in Ina's eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
"Don't worry, Mr McGrenn will be fine." Lin Li comforted Ina, and shifted his gaze to McGrenn again.
"Eh!" This time, Lin Li suddenly found something different.
It was a faintly discernible black line on McGrenn's right hand. It looked thin and looming, and if Lin Li had not looked carefully, he might not have been able to notice it.
Lin Li had an ominous premonition when he saw the black line.
He didn't bother to explain it to Ina, and grabbed McGrenn's shirt sleeve abruptly. With a crisp "rip", the entire sleeve was torn apart. When he looked at the arm again, there was indeed a thin black line spreading towards the chest ….
"It's this thing!" Lin Li felt a headache when his guess was confirmed.
He had never thought that it was the Twilight Curse that had made McGrenn fall into a deep sleep.
The reason why Lin Li remembered the name of this curse was because of a herb called the Heart of Death.
Death Hearts usually only grew in places with dense Death Qi. The denser the Death Qi, the easier it was to nurture a Death Heart. Places with Death Hearts usually had high-level Undead creatures. After nurturing, Death Hearts needed the power of curses to grow, and the Twilight Curse happened to be one of the curses that could nurture a Death Heart.
Back when Lin Li was researching about herbs, he had also read some information about curses, including the Twilight Curse.
Those who could control the Twilight Curse were at least level-20 existences. They used their own blood and power as a guide, and before they died, they would curse all creatures that stepped into the range of their domain to fall into eternal sleep.
At the thought of this, Lin Li knew that the black castle was not as simple as the mission had described …
Having found the reason for McGrenn's slumber, Lin Li heaved a sigh of relief. Although the Twilight Curse was powerful, it was not completely unsolvable. At least he knew of two ways to solve it.
Of course, strictly speaking, one of them was more boring. Purifying the bones of the cursed with flames to break the source of the curse's power.
This was indeed quite boring. If you cast the Twilight Curse before death, there was almost a 100% chance that you would become an Undead creature after death. Think about it, if a level-20 or above powerhouse turned into an Undead creature, if he was a Magician when he was alive, then congratulations, there was a high chance that you would encounter a Lich and purify his bones. It would be better to commit suicide …
The other method was undoubtedly much more realistic. A bottle of Purification Potion could completely solve this problem.
"It's okay, Ina. I've thought of a way."
"Really?" Ina's eyes were filled with tears, and her pretty face was full of a surprised smile.
Ever since McGrenn had fallen into a slumber, Ina had been in a panic. She had thought of almost every method she could think of. She went to Lin Li, but it was just a glimmer of hope. In her heart, this young mage had always been so reliable. He had saved her from the claws of the Wyvern, and again from the hands of the Leviathan Gorilla. Perhaps this time, he could save her father again.
So she went to the Guild of Magic. In fact, when she went there, even she knew that the chances were slim. She had thought of so many ways, but her father was still in a slumber. Although Mr. Felic was a very powerful mage, could he really save her father?
"No problem." Lin Li counted the herbs in his pocket, and nodded with certainty.
Just then, there was a knock on the door downstairs.
"It should be Dr. Rowling. Mr. Felic, wait a moment, I'll open the door for her." Ina wiped the tears from her eyes shyly, and then ran downstairs briskly.
Seeing that Ina had regained her vitality, Lin Li was in a good mood. He touched his pocket, and took out several herbs one by one, and placed them on the table. There were a total of four materials needed for the Purification Potion — Silverbeard Grass, Sungrass, Dreamflower, and Tero Fruit. Among them, the Silverbeard Grass and Sungrass had similar effects — they both had a strong divine purification effect. One alone could be used to concoct a potion that increased divine power, and both could be used at the same time to purify almost all negative effects.
However, it was precisely because this purification power was too strong that it had to be supplemented with Dreamflower and Tero Fruit. The Dreamflower was used to calm the mind, and the Tero Fruit was used to protect the body, so as to prevent the overly strong divine power from causing harm to the drinker.
The four herbs complemented each other and restrained each other. An average pharmacist would usually not dare to concoct a Cleansing Potion. This was because the amount of herbs needed to be accurately controlled. Even a small mistake could cause harm to the drinker.
Of course, this was not too much of a problem for Lin Li. Moreover, the concoction process was very simple. It was just some simple extraction and mixing, and it was difficult to even use auxiliary tools.
Thinking that he did not need any auxiliary tools, Lin Li simply decided not to return to the Guild of Magic anymore. He only took out four glass bottles from his pocket and placed them on the table.
Just as he was about to start extracting the juice, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.
Lin Li looked back, and saw a head of long fiery red hair.
Under the long hair was a beautiful face.
A hasty glance could only be used to describe the feeling that Lin Li felt …
It was an almost fatal sense of beauty — proud and cold, making people want to conquer her. Even with Lin Li's mental cultivation, he could not help but be lost for a moment when he turned his head.
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