"Oh my God, am I going to die?"
Huai Shi opened his eyes from the intense pain and gasped for breath.
He felt an indescribable thirst and pain. His Sage Mark felt like it was about to shatter. He was short on Origin Substance, and his vision was dark. Then, a translucent shadow floated over from the side.
It was like a shadow condensed from ashes. A pair of dim eyes quietly stared at him, expressionless. Huai Shi was so scared that he almost jumped up from the ground.
That is, if he could still jump up.
Very quickly, the gray shadow dissipated, forming the Red Glove's blank face. Huai Shi gasped for breath for a long time, coughing violently.
"How did you become like that?"
"Like what?"
The Red Glove looked at him, puzzled. "I haven't changed at all."
"Bullshit, you obviously......"
Huai Shi hadn't finished speaking when the Red Glove in front of him changed again. This time, he finally discovered that the Red Glove wasn't the only one that had changed. He had changed as well.
After that mysterious copper mirror had merged with his soul, his eyes seemed to have changed. When he focused, he could easily see through the surface of things.
Reflect the essence.
However, the Origin Substance that he had managed to recover with great difficulty was sucked dry again after a few glances.
And just by taking a quick glance, he saw cracks in his bones, as well as countless tiny things that looked like worms swimming about. They were like parasites, residing in his blood.
He lowered his head and looked at his miserable upper body.
His left leg had been smashed to the edge by the large, rotting hand, and then shattered into several pieces. His body was covered in countless wounds, and he had almost died on the spot.
The most serious injuries were the places where the maggots had bitten him. Dark gray poison wrapped around the wounds, and even his own poison resistance couldn't dispel it.
Through the translucent flesh, he could see the dense group of parasites sprouting in the wounds......
And his own Sage Mark, which was dimly operating.
No matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was about to die.
If the Red Glove hadn't sensed that he was in danger and rushed over in time to take over the injured White Horse and make emergency treatment, he probably would have left in shock......
"Suck."
Red Gloves opened the basket beside him, grabbed a handful of leaves, and stuffed them into Huai Shi's hand.
Unlike Huai Shi, who had been severely injured by the Sun Witch Embryo and had almost died for nothing, the Red Gloves seemed to have gained a lot. The basket on his back was already filled to the brim with various plants that Huai Shi did not recognize. Some of them were even full of vitality, which surprised him.
Among them, there were about forty types of precious abyssal plants that were full of vitality. The others were also types that Huai Shi had never seen before. They were all branches, leaves, and fruits that had been plucked off. Huai Shi simply didn't pay attention to them. He grabbed a handful and sucked them all in one breath. After eating half a basket, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Beside him, the Red Gloves had found a crucible from somewhere, and there was already a boiling sound.
"What's that?" Huai Shi asked.
"It's the butterfly incense from India. I found some tobacco leaves and spices there and tried to make some."
As Red Gloves spoke, his hands did not stop moving. He poured the sticky glue in the small crucible into a simple filter. In the end, the residue in the filter quickly turned into a gray powder.
The powder was mixed into the dried tobacco leaves and mixed evenly. Then, he poured in the juice extracted from the border plants, mixed it, and roughly squeezed into a sharp cone shape.
A stick of incense was ready.
This was the application of spices in alchemy. It was not in the field of metalworking that Huai Shi specialized in. However, he could also see that the tools were too crude, and the technique was not good. After wasting a lot of materials, the medicinal effect would not be too good.
But it was enough.
Metal repaired the body, and incense healed the soul.
Silver Blood Medicine could heal wounds, and the incense produced by alchemy was mostly used to restore Origin Substances. Unfortunately, apart from a small amount of Millennium Incense, most incense could not produce Origin Substances out of thin air. They could only forcefully produce Origin Substances by stimulating the soul.
It was like using adrenaline to get rid of sleepiness. Using too much of it was harmful.
However, the situation was critical, so he could only make do.
A pale white alchemy flame appeared on Huai Shi's fingertips and fell on the top of the incense. In an instant, the white flames began to burn wildly. After swallowing up the entire incense, it was completely burned into dust that could no longer be used.
What replaced it was a wisp of purified sky-blue smoke that entered Huai Shi's nose. His face was visibly flushed, and large amounts of Origin Substance appeared in his empty soul, dispelling the drowsiness.
After a rough estimate, he found that his mana bar had been filled by more than half, but his limit had been reduced by a bit.
However, Huai Shi's Origin Substance was at least three times more than other Origin Substances of the same tier. Considering the urgency of the situation, a bit less wouldn't be a big deal. At worst, he could just go back and meditate a few more times and recuperate for a while to make up for it.
After crawling back from the brink of sudden death, Huai Shi gasped for breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"The parasite needs to be removed."
This was the real problem.
He thought for a moment, pulled out the sacrificial knife and the Sword of Virtue, and handed them to the Red Glove. "I'll command, you'll be the main knife … … The small hammer will scratch the seam, and the big hammer will do it. Is there a problem?"
The Red Glove silently took the knife and sword, waiting for his command.
Sometimes, Huai Shi would suspect that the Red Glove was still alive. After being given memories, the changes in the army's ghosts were like heaven and earth. They were so agile that it was as if the dead had been reborn.
However, a dead person was dead, and it was impossible for them to be reborn.
In front of him was only a Sacred Mark that carried the records of the dead. At best, it was like a moving tombstone.
This was only the result of the fusion of the most basic record fragment and the Sacred Mark. If the Kingdom of Heaven still existed, the result of the fusion with a high-grade Sacred Mark … … would it really be no different from the rebirth of the dead?
Because of this, he could understand more and more that the fall of the Kingdom of Heaven was not without reason.
Who would want to become someone else's puppet after death?
This was even more objectionable than necromancers playing with corpses.
This was probably not the only sin that the lunatic creators of the Utopia had committed back then. The future division and collective consolidation had probably been foreshadowed a long time ago.
Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh. He heard the sound of thunder behind the dark clouds in the sky.
The gods were fighting.
But no matter who won, it had nothing to do with a small insignificant person like him. Although this was the case, in the end, it was most likely that the Yingzhou lineage would suffer a huge loss, right?
Regardless of the size of the lineage, the degree of internal unity would be enough to know the result.
Until now, he still didn't understand how useless the Yingzhou lineage was. How could there be so much internal strife?
Even if the Gong family and the Wu family had been fighting for thousands of years, and even if they had a tradition of internal strife, they couldn't even work together under such strong external pressure. Now, even a fifth-level Sacred Mark could be plucked by the Dongxia lineage …
What a joke, that was a fifth-level Sacred Mark!
It was different from the low-level Sacred Marks that could be created in batches with alchemy and bought with money. A fourth-level Sacred Mark was a true miracle of the world!
It was a walking nuclear weapon that needed to be reported when entering and exiting the country. It was a human-shaped destructive seeder that would attract the attention of the Astronomical Society just by approaching the country's border.
A demigod in the human world!
How many fifth-level Sacred Marks were there in Yingzhou? One? Two?
Even if they were all idiots, there was no need for them to be so stupid, right?
What were they thinking?
But what did this have to do with him, a traitor in the Astronomical Society?
While his mind was full of thoughts, Huai Shi had already pointed out a few parasites that had begun to gnaw on his Sacred Mark with the clairvoyance hack that he had just obtained.
The Red Glove drew his sword and slashed down. The Sword of Virtue accurately stabbed a wound. Then, with a flick of the broken blade, a worm was pulled out.
The worm looked like an earthworm. Once it was pulled out, it hissed. But immediately, the sacrificial knife cut down and sucked its blood, causing it to shrivel into ashes.
Even if it was entangled in the bone and couldn't be pulled out, after the blade of the sword cut the wound, the sacrificial knife directly stabbed in. Along with Huai Shi's blood, the worm was directly sucked dry.
The moment it lost its life, it was digested by the Mountain Ghost's Sacred Mark.
With the help of the operation, the Sacred Mark that was difficult to operate instantly became smooth. Immediately, thousands of strands of Source Substance were separated from the body and began to strangle the foreign body. After continuous transformation, the Source Substance was endowed with the characteristics of a parasitic vine. It directly parasitized the parasites. In the end, Huai Shi couldn't tell who was more ruthless and who was more evil.
The Red Glove's movements were very fast. Within a few minutes, the old wound was healed. The numbness gradually faded, and it was replaced by bursts of pain of flesh and blood tearing.
This was a small matter.
First, the bone was set, then the Silver Blood Potion was applied to seal the wound. Finally, the Mountain Ghost hugged a tree and sucked it madly.
The empty HP bar was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As for the poison that was entangled in his body, Huai Shi thought for a moment and simply took out the Pike of Compassion, stabbing it twice at the place where the poison had infected. After the Blue Crown Dragon's Decay Poison had degraded most of the poison and forced it to expire, the rest was within the scope of Huai Shi's treatment.
As for the Blue Crown Dragon's poison, he had the Crow's antidote, so it wasn't a problem.
After one round of playing with poison, Huai Shi basically recovered from his weakened state.
This was the good thing about the Mountain Ghost. Basically, as long as it didn't die on the spot, it could always be pulled back.
After recovering a little, Huai Shi's death-seeking heart began to stir again. After hesitating, he thought for a moment and said to the Red Glove, "Stab me."
The Red Glove didn't say anything. He raised the sacrificial knife and stabbed at Huai Shi's heart.
The speed of the movement and the fierceness of the attack were simply outrageous.
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