After sleeping outside for several days, Angor decided to stay at the hunter's cabin for the night. He also planned to wake up the man in the coffin tonight, find out who he was, and see if there was anywhere else he could go.
Angor lit up an oil lamp as night fell. The flickering yellow light illuminated the narrow wooden cabin.
He took out the coffin from his bracelet and opened it.
Opening the coffin, the man soaked in blood suddenly opened his eyes. Angor saw the crazy look in his eyes and quickly stopped him. "Be a good boy and don't move."
The man was already struggling, but he slowly stopped after hearing Angor's words.
Angor looked at the man in the coffin with great curiosity.
According to what Angor knew about parasites, as long as they were inside the Nightmare Realm, they would continue to absorb energy from the outside world, which was a great benefit to the host. However, once the parasite left the nightmare aura, it would start to drain the host's energy until the host was completely drained. At that time, the parasite would look for its next home.
The man in the coffin had left Pocratee a long time ago. Without the presence of nightmare energy, the parasites would naturally turn on their hosts. At this time, Akeso saved the man and used its blood essence to keep the man alive. To be more precise, Akeso used its blood to keep the energy inside the man's body from withering, while the parasite devoured the energy to survive.
Therefore, in the end, Akeso was actually using his own blood to prolong the parasite's life. There was another reason why the man was able to stay alive for a thousand years.
"Why hasn't he died for a thousand years? And … "Angor looked at the man's blood-soaked face in surprise." His body didn't age at all. His face still looks young. "
Many questions popped up in his mind, but he did not ask them now. He had to save the man first.
But before that, there was something else he needed to do.
He looked at the glowing blood in the coffin and revealed a greedy look. "How luxurious. The blood of a wizard-level monster is a very valuable material."
Most importantly, this blood essence could not only be used in alchemy, it could also be concocted into blood ink!
Back at Twilight Auction, he saw a bottle of "Dark Gold Gargoyle Blood Ink". Dark Gold Gargoyle Blood Ink was one of the best Gargoyle Blood Inks, but that was only for horizontal comparison. A Dark Gold Gargoyle Blood Ink was far inferior to a wizard-level monster.
Although a portion of the energy in the blood essence within the coffin had been lost, it was still extremely precious. It was even more precious than the snake molt and snake tooth that Akeso had given him.
He didn't want to let the blood go to waste. He didn't want to let the man see the blood either. Therefore, before that, he had to empty the coffin of blood essence.
Since the parasite would devour the man's energy, Angor released his Nightmare Domain in advance to prevent the man from being sucked dry. His Nightmare Domain had already reached a certain level, so it should be enough to support a parasite.
He untied the vines around the man and got him out of the coffin. The man's clothes were already torn to shreds, so he was completely naked when he came out of the coffin covered in blood.
He had not moved for a thousand years. His muscles should have withered, and his limbs should not be able to move. To Angor's surprise, he found that the man's internal organs were all fine. He even pinched the man's arm and found that it was still hard.
"Did the parasite heal him? Or is it something else? "
Angor left the man inside the Nightmare Domain and closed the coffin again. Then, he put the coffin and the blood essence inside into his bracelet. There was a lot of blood essence in the coffin, and he didn't have a container for it yet, so he had to use the coffin as a temporary container. After all, Black Oil Wood was considered a relatively precious low-grade material. Akeso's blood essence was stored in it, so its effects wouldn't fade too quickly.
After putting away the coffin, Angor glanced at the man beside him. The blood slowly flowed down, revealing the man's handsome face. As Angor expected, the man looked young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall and thin body.
There was nothing special about him.
Angor raised an eyebrow. He saw something in the man's left hand, but it was too bloody to tell what it was.
Angor cast a Purify on the man and cleaned him from head to toe.
After making sure there was no blood or foul smell, he carefully checked the item in the man's left hand.
It was a bowl.
It seemed to be made of some kind of metal. It was silver-white, and there was a "Black Snake Coiling Around Awl" symbol on the inside of the bowl. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the bowl.
The silver bowl looked ordinary. He checked it carefully and found nothing special about it.
However, such an ordinary-looking silver bowl gave him a strange feeling.
This feeling was indescribable. It was something he had unintentionally sensed. But when he tried to examine it more carefully, he could no longer sense anything strange. He looked back and saw that it was still an ordinary bowl.
Angor tried to recall the strange feeling. There was nothing dark or negative about it. Instead, there was an indescribable sense of solemnity.
A bowl could give off such a solemn feeling? Angor wondered if he was mistaken.
Maybe there was something strange about the bowl. But even so, Angor did not plan to take it for himself. He had taken Akeso's essence blood because he was confident that the man in the coffin could survive without it. Therefore, the essence blood was useless to the man. The man had been holding the bowl in his hand all this time. He did not let go of it even after being possessed by the parasite. Angor assumed the bowl meant something. Maybe it was a family relic, or some kind of spiritual sustenance.
Angor observed the bowl for a while and shifted his attention to something else.
Earlier, the man's body was covered in blood, so Angor could not see his body clearly. Now, Angor noticed that there was a small protrusion near the man's tailbone. The protrusion was about the size of a finger.
Angor pressed on it. There seemed to be more than one bone inside the bump. He felt three small bones, which felt like fingers.
"Atavism?" Angor looked at the bump and immediately thought of tailbones.
However, whether or not humans had tails in the beginning was still a debate, so atavism was not necessarily the correct answer.
"Or … a humanoid?" He didn't know how to dispel Deceit, so he couldn't tell if the man was a human or a humanoid. But he was sure that the man in the coffin was different from the ones in Pocratee, unless it was a mutation or atavism. According to Angor's research, the skeletons belonged to humans. There were only a few extra bones in the man's tailbone.
However, whether the other party was human or humanoid was not the main point. The most important thing now was to wake him up as soon as possible. When the time came, he could just ask him any questions directly.
The parasite had been staying in the Nightmare Domain for a while now, and Angor could control everything in the domain, including energy. The energy absorbed by the parasite was all under Angor's control.
With a single thought, the parasite crawled out of the man's body.
As soon as the parasite left the man's body, Angor saw the man's eyes become clear for a moment. He murmured "Dodoro" and fainted on the ground.
…
The night passed. When the sun rose, Angor suddenly heard the roars of wild beasts outside his room.
After wandering in the forest for a while, Angor had already gotten used to being woken up by such sounds. When he got out of bed, he saw the man still sleeping on the other side of the room.
Angor did not wake him up. He walked past the man and opened the door.
The warm sunlight shone into the cabin. The cabin, which had been cleaned by the purifying force field, looked bright and clean under the yellow sunlight.
Angor looked outside and saw Toby flying in the air in a colorful dress. Below the bird was a clouded leopard with four pairs of ears.
Toby would tease the leopard from time to time, and when the leopard reacted, the bird would fly higher again. The leopard and the bird fought for a long time. In the end, the leopard died, and the chase ended.
Toby flew to Angor and pointed at the dead leopard in the distance with a proud look that said, "I've prepared breakfast for you."
"You're such a cheerful boy, aren't you?" Angor chuckled at Toby. "Roast meat for breakfast? Don't you feel sick of it?"
Despite that, Angor still walked over and began to work on the leopard without complaint. However, his skill was not as good as it seemed. The leopard's skin was torn into pieces, and the meat left behind was also minced.
While Angor was preparing breakfast, the door of the room was pushed open. The man who had been sleeping for the whole night came out.
Angor glanced at him. "Good morning."
The man walked slowly to Angor. "Good morning."
"You're awake? I'm preparing breakfast. But I don't think your stomach can handle meat right now. Do you want me to ask Toby to pick some fruits for you? " Angor pointed at several stone benches not far away. They were probably natural benches used by hunters who used to live here. "Go get some rest. I have something to ask you later."
Angor talked for a long time, but the man did not respond. He just stood there in a daze.
Angor looked up in confusion. Under the backlight, the man's skin was illuminated by circles of light. His knee-length hair was disheveled, and his golden eyes were like "mosquito coils".
After a long time, the man tried to speak, "You're awake … I'm preparing breakfast. But I think you'll … eat meat, um … fruit? Go get some rest. I have something to ask you later. "
The man was hesitant at first, but his words became smoother as he spoke.
When he finished, he looked at Angor with a proud expression, as if he was waiting for Angor's praise.
Angor did not speak for a long time. He just stared at the man.
A moment later, a loud shout shook the forest.
"Don't tell me you lost your memory?! This kind of plot from eight hundred years ago, even a play wouldn't act like this! "
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