After bypassing the Black Sand, the group advanced several hundred meters before Molly issued another warning.
Pointing at a wall ahead to the left, she said, "Stay farther away from there too."
"Why—" Richard began, but before he could finish, Molly cut in.
"Do you see the green liquid smeared on that wall? It's highly corrosive and has a special effect on magical power. If it touches your body, then once you activate your magical power, it will travel along the magical pathways and directly invade the source of magic, causing damage. If you don't want to become crippled, stay as far away as possible."
Hearing this, Richard looked where Molly pointed. After several seconds, he finally made out the thick, spot-like green liquid staining the stone wall. It looked like spoiled jelly and was rather nauseating.
He took a step and tried moving a few paces closer. A faint prickling pain immediately appeared on the surface of his skin—his senses were warning him. The blood in his body also stirred, as if resisting something. Most importantly, the injuries caused by Void Erosion Energy within him, which he had suppressed for a long time and which were nearly healed, showed signs of flaring up again.
This! Richard's brows shot up, and he decisively stopped. He was now certain Molly had not been lying. At the same time, he developed a keen interest in the seemingly disgusting green liquid on the wall.
After all, liquids were different from solids.
The previous Black Sand lasting for hundreds or thousands of years was not particularly strange. But the green liquid before him should, in theory, have evaporated.
For it to remain preserved in the Ancient Ruins until now meant it was undoubtedly extraordinary. Combined with its effects on blood and Void Erosion Energy,