novel bin Chapter 73 A chilling memory
Chapter 73 A chilling memory
Watching the lizardman struggle desperately, Wu Heyi knew that his life was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind. After all, Wu Heyi had personally experienced that kind of illusion.
No matter how powerful you are, in that illusion, your opponent's strength will always be equal to yours.
Moreover, the damage you inflict on the other party will also backfire on you, and the other party's attacks on you will also cause varying degrees of damage to your body like venomous snakes.
Under this double blow, varying degrees of green liquid flowed from the lizardman's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and his body also bled to varying degrees. The green blood was mixed with some purple poison, like a demon's curse.
In addition, Dugu Yan's first and second skills cause the poison inside the lizard's body to erupt more and more violently, like a volcanic eruption.
Just after the final, surging outburst, perhaps due to excruciating pain from some unknown organ in his body, the lizardman miraculously broke free from the illusion's grasp.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to explode, but his body was already at its limit and he had no power to resist.
"I just want to become stronger, what's wrong with that!"
These words came out of his mouth again in their entirety. If it were before, Wu Heyi might have felt pity for the birth of this monster.
But at this moment, Wu Heyi would never miss this golden opportunity to put him to death.
As he uttered those words, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Although he was extremely weak, his gaze was fixed on Dugu Yan, who had released the poison gas at him, like that of a hungry wolf.
With his animal instincts, he possessed an extraordinary sensitivity to attackers, so the moment he broke free from the illusion poison, he locked onto Dugu Yan's location like a hawk.
Wu Heyi would never give him a chance to retaliate. As if he had foreseen the future, the Meteor Spear was already in his hand like lightning. With a single horizontal slash, he made it as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.
A flicker of resentment finally appeared in the monster's eyes, a resentment as fleeting as a shooting star across the night sky. Then, his head flew three or four meters away, like a ball propelled by a fountain.
His body, like a dog whose spine had been removed, knelt straight forward and then collapsed to the ground like mud.
When Dugu Yan's poison erupted like a volcano on the opponent, Ye Lingling did not hesitate to remove her armor and focused on using healing soul skills on the wounded.
Since Mi'er's injuries were not serious, she had only bled for two days and was in a state of anemia due to excessive blood loss.
Thanks to Ye Lingling's miraculous healing soul skill, her physical condition gradually returned to normal. She became the only one among so many people who was injured in this incident but whose foundation was not damaged.
The other Soul Masters, even those whose foundations were damaged, saw their cultivation levels plummet by nearly ten levels like a shooting star. As for those with the most severe injuries, recovery was a pipe dream, and they were tormented to the point of resembling dried-up corpses.
Even if Ye Lingling released a lot of healing energy from her soul skills, it could not soothe their physical pain, nor could it comfort the abyss-like suffering in their hearts.
If it weren't for humanitarian considerations, giving them a quick death at this point would actually be far better than saving their lives.
After giving Mi'er some food and water, we heard another version of the story from her.
When she took on this task, doubts were already creeping into her mind, because it was so similar to what the madman she had seen was capable of doing.
She was worried that another person like that might emerge in the circle of Soul Masters, so before Wu Heyi returned, she took on the task without consulting him.
Moreover, upon arriving at the mission location, she immediately thought of the possibility that Wu Heyi had envisioned.
However, during the investigations of the past few days, not a single trace of such madman activity was found.
Just as they were preparing to search for another day, an unexpected incident occurred.
After all, Soul Masters are also human and need to recover their strength through sleep. On the last night of their shift, it was Mi'er's turn to take over.
Before she even stepped out of the tent, she heard a commotion of footsteps outside, followed by the sound of her accompanying teacher struggling.
She acted decisively and immediately woke up another teacher.
By the time the two stepped out of the tent, it was too late; the teacher on night duty had already been dragged away.
However, the drag marks were particularly noticeable in the forest at night, so the two followed the marks and chased after them.
Unexpectedly, the leader of the opposing force turned out to be a spirit beast with a spirit ring and a cultivation level of over 50. After only a few moves, another teacher was also captured while covering Mi'er's escape.
Originally, Mi'er had the opportunity to escape back to the academy alone for help, but the two teachers were captured in a place that was not the other party's tribe. Even if she went back for help, it was hard to predict whether she would be able to find the lizardmen when she returned.
So, Mi'er took a risk and followed the orcs' caravan all the way to their lair.
Thinking she hadn't been discovered, she secretly infiltrated the heart of the lair, unaware that it was all a trap set by the lizardman.
Hearing this, Wu Heyi couldn't help but marvel at the things in the lizardman's memory inheritance. It even had the skill of luring the enemy into a trap, which was truly unbelievable.
Just as Mi'er was about to leave to go back for help, the lizardman leader, like a ghost, was already crouching at the entrance of the lair.
That's why she was unfortunately captured. Those seemingly mindless orcs actually each possessed a snow-white soul ring. They had witnessed the lizardmen's method of enhancing their cultivation by consuming human essence, and thus coveted human essence.
The lizardmen were not only their creators, but also the ones they revered as masters. Only those who performed exceptionally well had a chance to obtain that precious drop of human blood.
And so, one after another, Soul Masters were imprisoned in that corner by the lizardmen like livestock. The lizardman seemed to possess some special talent, able to accurately distinguish among a group of people who possessed higher potential.
Then, it categorized and kept people with similar potential to Mi'er in captivity. People like Mi'er would have their blood drawn only once every two or three days, while other soul masters would have it drawn once every one or two days, or even two or three times a day.
This is why several Soul Masters, when rescued, were not merely listless, but emaciated, like dried-up human stems.
Upon hearing these horrific stories, two of the girls among the five were overcome with fear.
Wu Heyi rested his exhausted body for a moment, then used his soul skill one last time to summon the Flame Dragon Armor.
They headed straight into the depths of the tribe's lair.