Everyone agreed that Lunke should be frozen.
Nausica nodded and took out a magic scroll from her pocket.
There was a sketch of a frozen coffin on the back of the scroll, which was drawn by the seller. It was a type of scroll called Frost Coffin.
Ice scrolls were usually used when one's physical body was about to collapse, or when one's body was about to be frozen. They were used to save people or themselves.
The most advanced one was called "Time Freeze Coffin". This type of coffin did not have any healing properties, but it was more than just freezing people. When the coffin appeared, it would freeze time itself. It would keep your body in a state similar to time freeze. Almost any injury, even non-physical ones, would be frozen in an instant. This way, time would not worsen and wait for a chance to recover.
Next was "Ice Coffin of Rebirth". As long as the injuries were not irreparable, they could be healed as time passed.
Next were the ice coffins of different sizes. They all had different names and effects. The "Ice Coffin of Healing" he used to seal Jon's body belonged to this category.
Nausica's scroll was not one of them. She could not afford it.
The Ice Coffin she was holding was a discounted Frost Coffin she got from David. It was called "Ice Coffin of Freezing". It belonged to the lowest grade among the ice scrolls. Its effect was only to freeze the body, and it was only used for emergency treatment when the body was injured.
The effect was weak, but in Nausica's opinion, Lunke was just a mortal. It should be enough to keep him alive for a year or so.
She and the doctors here might be able to find a way to save Lunke in a year or so.
With that in mind, Nausica tore the scroll in half and placed it on Lunke's forehead. Tearing a scroll was also a way to activate it. However, most wizards preferred to use mana to activate the scroll because it was too inelegant. They would only tear the scroll if it was a one-use scroll or when they could no longer use mana to activate it. Nausica was the latter. She had run out of mana, and the Ice Coffin of Freezing was a one-use scroll. Tearing it would not go to waste.
As the magic scroll was torn, an icy wind seemed to blow in the spacious infirmary. Everyone could feel that the surrounding temperature had begun to drop significantly.
Little Flea, who was wearing thin clothes, even shivered.
The source of the drop in temperature was Lun Ke. Rays of blue light enveloped Lun Ke, and white frost spread across his skin. When the blue light brushed past, the white frost expanded into ice.
In the blink of an eye, Lunke was frozen in a fitting ice coffin.
Through the transparent ice coffin, they could see the clear lines on Lunke's skin. His eyes were tightly shut, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. He looked like he was asleep.
"Is that all?" Little Flea asked in a low voice.
Nausica nodded and stepped to the side. She leaned against the wall and tried to adjust her breathing to relieve the discomfort caused by the exhaustion of her spirit and mana.
On the other side, the eyes of the doctors in white coats lit up as they whispered to each other.
With such a miraculous supernatural phenomenon appearing before their eyes, no one would be able to remain calm. Not to mention, this was a "medical method" used to relieve Lunke's pain.
Different people had different thoughts when looking at the ice coffin. In the eyes of these doctors, this was a supernatural medical method.
They looked at the ice coffin and not only were their eyes filled with joy, they were also exclaiming in amazement. It was as if they had seen their first love, crazy and passionate.
They began to study the structure of the ice coffin.
However, this did not last for long.
About half an hour later, Little Flea, who was also studying the ice coffin, noticed something unusual.
"Mr. Lunke's lips seem to be darker than before?" His cheeks are turning pale too. "
Nausica quickly opened her eyes and rushed to the ice coffin with a frown on her face.
She quickly looked at the ice coffin.
At first glance, Lunke didn't seem to have changed much. However, upon closer inspection, it wasn't hard to notice that Lunke's face had indeed paled a little compared to when he entered the ice coffin. The color of his lips had also darkened.
Nausica couldn't believe what she was seeing. Unlike the Time Freeze Coffin, Icebound Coffin could not freeze time. However, it was still able to retain the vitality of the body. It might not work on supernaturals, but it was more than enough for a mortal like Lunke.
But the reality was different. Lunke was successfully frozen, but his injuries were still worsening. The process was slowing down, but it did not drag on for more than a year.
"Lady, Mister Lunke is —"
"Something unexpected happened." Nausica did not look happy. She thought she had everything under control. But now, reality slapped her in the face.
"Can Mister Lunke's injuries buy him more time?"
Nausica did not answer directly. Instead, she said, "Let me check him first."
After resting for half an hour, her mana pool had recovered a bit. She could also control her spirit power, albeit barely. She tried to turn her spirit power into tentacles that reached into the ice coffin. Next, she turned her mana into an "eye" and injected it into Lunke's body.
A moment later, Nausica withdrew her spirit power tentacles with a gloomy look.
After a while, he said, "The side effects of Poison Tan are much greater than I imagined. Furthermore, it has formed a vicious cycle with the poison that Lunke was already afflicted with. Its power has multiplied."
In short, they thought the Icebound Coffin could stop the two negative effects. However, he didn't expect that the combination of the two negative effects would be able to break through the freezing power.
"Then … what should we do now?" The others did not look happy either. This was the side effect of losing hope.
"Even with the Icebound Coffin, we can only buy him two more days." Nausica's eyes dimmed. She did not feel good either. She had already decided to save Lunke, but this was the result …
Following this sentence, the air in the infirmary became heavy and silent.
The silence lasted for a long time.
When Swirl of Sorrow joined the atmosphere, Nausica spoke first. "We have two more days. Let's see if we can think of something."
Little Flea pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Don't give up. There must be a way. I, I'm going to Dock 1. "
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to study the poison in Mr. Lunke's body. If I can figure it out, I might be able to cure the first poison. As long as I can destroy one of the negative effects, the Icebound Coffin will take effect. "
Little Flea did not care if the others believed him or not. Because he could not bear the hopelessness of the situation, he had to do something, something for Mr. Lunke.
Little Flea rushed out of the door.
Time slowly passed. A day had passed. Dawn and dusk were reversed again.
When night fell, Little Flea finally came back to the infirmary in excitement. He was holding a test tube in his hand. Inside the tube was a purplish liquid.
"This should be the antidote. I made it as soon as possible by working on a semi-finished product!"
Little Flea only gave a brief explanation. He did not explain how he found the antidote or how he created the antidote. However, from his bloodshot eyes and his face that was as pale as a dead person's, it was obvious that he had worked day and night to finally achieve what he had.
Little Flea handed the test tube to Nausica. Lunke was sealed in ice. Only Nausica could inject the antidote into his body.
Nausica did not know whether the so-called antidote would work or not, but she had no other choice.
She used her mana as a conduit and injected the antidote into Lunke's body step by step.
After all this was done, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the changes on Lunke's skin.
It had been more than 40 hours since Lunke was sealed in ice. His face was pale, and his lips were bruised. He looked like a dead man.
Everyone was waiting for a miracle.
Time ticked by. About half an hour later, there were still no obvious changes to Lunke's skin.
Everyone looked at Nausica again. They could not see what was going on inside Lunke's body. Maybe the antidote was not working on the surface and he was recovering inside?
But Nausica only shook her head.
Nausica had been monitoring Lunke's body. The antidote … did not work. After interacting with the Poison Pool, the original antidote had reached its peak. It even showed signs of multiple toxins. The antidote also lost its effect.
Hearing this answer, everyone was in complete despair.
Little Flea's eyes went blank and he slumped to the ground.
There were only a few hours left. It was impossible to find a way to save Lunke in such a short time.
Everyone knew that the end was already decided.
After a long moment of silence, a doctor said, "Life will come to an end one day. Mr. Lunke is just one step ahead of us on his peaceful journey home."
"There's still time. Let the others come in and take a look. At least, let's see Mr. Lunke one last time. "
Little Flea stood up abruptly. "No! How can we lose hope? There's still time! We can still save him! Think! Think! Quickly think of a way! You have to save him! "
At first, Little Flea was still yelling. But now, he was crying and begging.
Everyone could understand Little Flea's feelings. In fact, they were even sadder. Little Flea had only spent half a day with Mr. Lunke, while they stayed by his side the whole time.
The pain of losing Mr. Lunke was something they knew better than anyone else.
The atmosphere that had calmed down a little because of the silence was ignited again. Some people couldn't help but sob. As doctors, they had seen too many deaths, but none of them were as heartbreaking as this.
Nausica leaned against the wall and looked at the crying crowd. She couldn't help but think about the past.
Conquering Blackberry Sea was not an easy task. Nausica had to fight against pirates, pirates, and other forces for a long time. She saw her friends leaving one after another.
Every time a comrade died, someone on the ship would cry. Nausica was the calmest one among them. She wanted to cry as well, but as the leader, she had to hold back her tears and comfort her comrades. She also had to create a better future for them.
This went on for a long time until one day, one of her closest friends died on the sea route.
That was the darkest day of Nausica's life. As strong as she was, she became weak on that day. Holding her friend's body in her arms, she cried uncontrollably in the dark, narrow room.
She was the pillar of support for everyone on the ship. Her friend was also her pillar of support.
Nausica understood the sadness of losing one's faith too well.
Lunke was the belief of this group of people. He was the pillar that allowed them to maintain justice and principles on this ghost island where there was no light. Lunke's death didn't only signify the death of a person. It also meant that the light was being eroded by the darkness, and the laws had fallen into chaos.
Their peaceful lives would be completely changed because of this.
Nausica clenched her fists under her sleeves.
She wanted to save Lunke.
She desperately wanted to.
Before this, she wanted to save Lunke because Lunke saved her. But at this moment, she wanted to save Lunke because she hoped that there would still be a lighthouse in the eternal darkness that could continue to illuminate and guide the Moonlight Diagram Bird's direction.
But how?
It was impossible to save Lunke in a short period of time with just the medical skills of these doctors. The safest way was to use her supernatural abilities.
But she didn't have many potions on her, nor did she learn any healing or detoxification cantrips. How could she save a dying young man?
Reynolds might have a solution. After all, he had been a supernatural for more than 30 years. Nausica couldn't compare with him in terms of experience and knowledge.
However, they had no idea where Reynolds was at the moment. Even if they found him, could they bring him back in less than eight hours?
Nausica sighed.
"If only Angor was here." Angor was a master alchemist. Even if he was only a Tooling student, he must have learned a thing or two about Apothecaries. Lunke could be saved if Angor was here.
But Angor was probably still at the Fey Continent. Floating Mech City? Or Brute Cavern?
Either way, he wasn't here.
They could find Reynolds faster than Angor.
Nausica shook her head and chuckled. "What am I thinking? How could Angor —"
Nausica suddenly stopped talking.
She thought of something.
Nausica considered and slowly took out a space capsule from her pocket. There was only one item in the capsule — a monocle made of polished crystal.
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