The fire was burning fiercely. However, when the wind blew by, they could clearly see that there was no one inside the crater.
Back to a moment ago.
The Flaming Arrow illuminated Gregory's fear. It knew that it could not dodge it. It felt despair in its heart, but there was also a calmness toward death.
However, at the most crucial moment … Gravity felt a strong force coming from behind. It froze for a second before it heard the sound of wind blowing by its ears. Gravity's vision went dark, and Gravity disappeared from the spot.
When it came back to its senses, it was already on the other side of the battlefield.
At the same time, it heard heavy breathing behind it.
It looked back and saw a shadow crawling into Angor's body. It seemed to be Angor's soul.
"Soul ejection?" Gravity was puzzled when it suddenly felt a sharp pain spreading from its body.
When he looked down, all he saw was a patch of bright red.
Earlier, Gravity did escape the fatal attack by using Angor's soul. However, this Flame Arrow was strengthened by Lord Flameless. Its burning power alone created a huge danger zone. Even if Angor and Gravity managed to dodge the arrow, Gravity was still affected by the fire.
With just a scratch, a huge hole appeared on Gregory's chest and abdomen.
Blood was gushing out of the wound.
Even though Gregory had dodged the fatal attack, the graze almost took its life.
Angor was behind Gravity. He was also affected by the impact, but Gravity took all the brunt of it, so Angor only suffered some superficial wounds.
Angor looked at the wounds on Gregory's body and grew anxious.
Gravity saved Toby's life. That was a fact. Even if Gregory's injuries were self-inflicted, he could not bear to see Gregory die just like that.
He quickly took out a bottle of Glowing Velvet Potion from his bracelet and dripped it on Gravity's wound. However, before the potion could reach the wound, it suddenly turned into steam and disappeared.
Angor was surprised. He used his spirit feelers to check and found that there was a flame around Gravity's wound. It couldn't be seen with the naked eye, but it was always there. It kept burning Gravity's wound like a maggot, and it was even spreading out from the wound.
The wound was big, and it was being corroded by the flame.
It didn't take long for Gravity's eyes to slowly lose their light.
Angor checked the potions in his bracelet and found that there was nothing that could help Gravity's condition. He considered and took out a dark-green potion from his bracelet.
The dark green potion looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, one would feel a strange sense of profoundness.
It was an intermediate potion, one of the few that Angor had.
It was called "Withering Watch".
Angor found the potion in the Ship Graveyard hidden in the dead space of Silver Palm Isle. He found it among the belongings of a wizard named Huskar.
Withering Watch was originally used to prolong one's life. Moreover, the effect was outstanding. Even if it was put in an auction, the price would definitely be high.
However, Angor didn't use the potion because it could prolong one's life. Withering Watch had another special effect: it greatly reduced one's life force consumption.
The only way Angor could think of to save Gravity was to use Withering Watch to prolong Gravity's life and activate its potential. Then, he could figure out a way to heal Gravity's injury.
Angor picked up the potion and poured it into Gravity's mouth.
Gregory, who had already sunk into an unconscious state, finally felt his chaotic thoughts under the effects of the potion. He slowly began to clear up, and his confused gaze became clear again.
Gregory saw Angor pouring some kind of potion into the bird's mouth. That must be what made the bird feel so comfortable.
Gravity wanted to thank Angor, but before it could say anything, its pupils shrank.
"Back … back." Gravity used all its strength to yell out the short word from its dry throat.
Angor was using a level-2 cantrip called "Potion Guidance" to quickly spread the potion's effect. Angor was surprised to hear Gravity's voice.
Back?
Angor looked back in confusion.
A scorching shadow blocked his sight.
Angor saw a giant white hand in front of him. The structure of this palm was very similar to the Mana Hand, it had some kind of illusory nature. The only difference was that this white porcelain palm was burning with raging flames.
Angor didn't have time to dodge and was caught by the hand.
Angor was still confused. He didn't know what was going on. In the next second, he felt something pressing against his chest, waist, and abdomen. It was so strong that Angor felt like all his organs were crushed into pieces and mixed with sticky blood.
The unbearable torture made Angor's eyes roll back.
The pain kept pushing Angor's limit. He couldn't think or move. He could only endure the pain of his body being squeezed and his skin being burned.
In Angor's mind, the pain lasted for a long time.
But in reality, it only lasted for a brief moment.
Angor heard a disgusted "Huh?". The white hand suddenly loosened its grip, and he fell head-first to the maroon ground.
At that moment, his body was in a twisted state. Especially his four limbs, they were practically broken into several pieces. Wisps of white smoke were rising from his skin that had been burnt to charcoal.
Angor collapsed on the ground and gasped for air. Every time he breathed, blood and pieces of unknown flesh would flow out of his body.
He could feel that although his internal organs were not completely shattered, they were not far away. Furthermore, not only were his internal organs damaged, every inch of his bones felt as if they had been broken.
The pain didn't lessen at all.
…
Angor tried his best to look up while enduring the pain. The white hand above his head suddenly turned into a beam of white light and entered Lord Flameless' body.
Lord Flameless was looking at Angor with disgust.
To be more precise, he was looking at a gray seabird that was scattered around Angor's body.
The white hand was created by Lord Flameless, but he didn't do it to kill the pathetic human. He only did it because the human had a small statue in his pocket when saving the young demon.
Lord Flameless looked at the statue and felt that it looked familiar, so he attacked.
Since he was already attacking, he didn't hold back. He was going to crush the human into a meat patty. However, when he was about to use more force, he suddenly sensed a disgusting aura coming from the human.
Lord Flameless quickly realized what was going on and let go of Angor.
At the same time, he found the source of the disgusting aura — the seabird.
"So it's the Pilgrim of Misfortune's Curse. No wonder I ran into all kinds of obstacles when chasing after you from the void." Lord Flameless looked at Angor in disgust.
The Flameless Lord now understood why all sorts of bad luck had happened along the way. The bad luck wasn't actually affecting him. He was only passively affected by the aftermath of the Curse of Disaster.
Angor didn't expect that it wasn't Lord Flameless' mercy that saved his life. It was Toby's Curse of Misfortune.
Panting heavily, Angor looked at Toby, who was still lying on the ground, and felt lucky.
He was glad that he managed to survive the Curse of Misfortune, and that Toby wasn't affected by the white hand.
Lord Flameless didn't mind that Angor was still alive. He slowly moved his gaze away from Toby.
There was something strange about Toby, but that wasn't important right now.
Lord Flameless looked at the other item that fell from Angor's body. It was this item that attracted Lord Flameless' attention.
On the brown-red ground, there was a delicate statue.
"It's actually a natural descendant?" Lord Flameless looked at the statue and muttered. That exquisite appearance immediately reminded Lord Flameless of the Demon God.
It was the Scholar of Cruelty.
"A natural descendant? So you're one of the Scholar of Cruelty's followers?" Lord Flameless looked at Angor in surprise. This descendant was different from Bobota's chain. That chain was an artificial one, but this one was born with a demon god. It was a natural descendant.
Only the most trusted followers of a demon god would be given such a thing.
Angor didn't answer. He didn't even have the strength to do so. Lord Flameless didn't mind. He only glanced at Angor.
"You don't have the mark of the Scholar of Cruelty? Why would he give you a natural descendant then? "Lord Flameless muttered," Interesting. Very interesting. "
Lord Flameless suddenly became interested in this human.
But he could put this matter aside for now. There would be plenty of time to study it in the future. Right now, he had to deal with Orucia first.
Lord Flameless's gaze returned to Olucia.
Angor saw that Lord Flameless was no longer looking at him. While enduring the excruciating pain, he used his spirit feelers to take out the Elixir of Life from his bracelet.
It was something Iron Granny gave him before he came to the Abyss Plane.
According to Iron Granny, the Elixir of Life could save him from fatal injuries.
Angor wasn't sure if Iron Granny was telling the truth, but he knew his own condition. Most of his organs were broken. If the Elixir of Life couldn't save him, he wouldn't be able to survive.
Angor drank the elixir of Life with great hope.
As the cool liquid flowed down his throat, Angor's eyes glowed. He could feel a powerful life force quickly repairing his injuries.
His broken organs and bones were all recovering at a visible speed.
As he waited for his body to recover, he suddenly heard someone speaking in a weak voice.
"A natural descendant … is the only way to survive."
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