Heavenly Fire

Hugh's treatment was very easy. Luther first used Flesh and Blood Magic to stop the distortion of her wounds, and then performed Ritual to extract the Curse hidden deep within her body and transfer it to himself.

The Curse quickly lost its effect; after all, Curse a Shepherd's Flesh to become deformed seemed rather ridiculous. However, a trace of evil aura within it was somewhat troublesome, but thanks to the suppression of the Tide within Luther's body, it was suppressed without much effort.

"It's that simple?"

Seeing Hugh's wounds healing at a visible speed, and the dark aura that had accumulated on his face dissipating completely, Fors asked in great surprise.

The injury, which had defied the wrath of numerous extraordinary individuals and been to various gatherings, was miraculously healed here?

To be honest, the hardest part of this treatment was finding a doctor!

"Um."

Luther held a still-wriggling bud in his hand, sensing a familiar presence from it. He squeezed the bud with his fingers, crushing it and smashing it to the ground with a snap. Blood splattered across the ground, flowing and combining on its own, eventually forming Lanevus's mocking smile.

It's him!

When Fors saw that face, his body trembled violently.

Was your friend hurt by him?

Luther turned around and asked.

"Yes.."

Fors hesitated for a moment, but under Luther's scrutiny, he obediently nodded.

Tell me the specific details of what happened.

"Um, okay, okay, we were in the East Borough back then..."

After listening to Fors's words, Luther gained a deeper understanding of Lanevus's current situation. This guy really did want to transfer the Evil God's Offspring out of his body, which was why he was wandering around the streets looking for target women.

"Don't come here recently."

He warned.

"I will remember that."

Fors said, still shaken.

If Miss Audrey assigns me such a dangerous request again, I absolutely refuse!

After a while, Hugh woke up. Although he was still a little weak, he was fine.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Anderson."

Fors said gratefully to Luther, "If it weren't for you, my friend would have been in danger! Please accept my thanks."

Luther only asked for answers about Lanevus as payment, but she felt that this did not fully express her gratitude. So she reached for her wrist, pulled up her sleeve, and revealed a silver bracelet.

The bracelet has many empty spaces, suggesting that it was originally inlaid with gemstones. But now, only a rough, dark blue stone remains, its surface covered with burn marks and uneven.

There were originally three, but one was used to escape from Qilingus and Lanevus... Fortunately, the last one wasn't used in the alley earlier.

With that thought in mind, Fors took the last stone and gave it to Luther.

"This stone has a peculiar effect; it can open a portal. Simply throw it towards a wall while shouting 'Gate' in Ancient Hermes, and you will be teleported to safety."

Fors explained the usage to Luther.

Actually, the gift she had originally prepared as a thank-you gift was this stone.

"Then I'll accept it."

Seeing that the other party insisted on giving it to him, Luther naturally wouldn't refuse, especially since the item looked really good.

The calculation is finally complete...

Stepping onto the ground outside, Fors finally breathed a sigh of relief. There was no way around it; the oppressive aura of that mysterious Mr. Anderson was terrifying. Although he had healed Hugh, the scene of him casually melting a group of people into blood was still vivid in his mind.

"Fors, thank you this time."

Hugh walked beside her, expressing his heartfelt gratitude.

"Hmph, it's good that you know to thank me."

Fors smoothed her hair. "Do you know how much effort I've put into saving you these past few days?"

"I know, that's why I'm thanking you... You can have a bigger share of the payment."

"You idiot, do you think I care about that money?!"

"By the way, Fors, how did you find such a powerful person?"

"Well, it was a coincidence. I got the news at a rather Concealment gathering... that gathering was quite cautious about recruiting new people."

I can't bring you in right now...:"

The two gradually walked away.

"Cecilia, come with me to the Beyonder Gathering tonight. I'll see if I can help you buy the Main Ingredient the Potion 'Instigator'."

After seeing off the two extraordinary women, Luther played with the peculiar stone in his hand and suddenly said to his sister.

While in Tingen, he obtained the Potion recipes for "Assassin" and "Instigator" from the Demoness Sharon. Now that his sister has digested the Assassin Potion, it's time to upgrade her.

"No need to rush."

He heard his sister say nonchalantly, "I haven't finished digesting yet..."

Don't lie to me, you've already digested it.

Luther looked up and said, "You were so agile in the alley just now; only someone who has fully digested the Potion could do that."

The blue-eyed girl fell silent.

"Cecilia, do you feel that we're in a difficult situation right now and don't want to spend money on ourselves?"

Luther earnestly advised, "It's alright. If I want to, making money is still easy. Besides, it's good for both of us if you continue to level up and become stronger. It'll be better for you to protect me when I'm not fully Consciousness..."

Luther tried to persuade her for a long time before she reluctantly nodded, but she still meant she wanted to wait and see before making a purchase.

You became an Extraordinary without hesitation to help me back then, so why are you hesitating now...?

Luther found it amusing.

"Alright, my lucid time is almost over. I need to go say hello to the True Creator first," he joked, leaning back on the sofa. "Wake me up after dinner; the party should start around that time."

After saying that, with his sister's help, he put on the straitjacket, fastened all the belts, and then closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the scenery around me had suddenly changed.

Luther saw a burning city.

Crimson sulfur fell from the sky, leaving dazzling streaks in the field of vision before crashing into the buildings. Then, blazing flames rose up, engulfing the city and growing ever larger.

The terrified people screamed and ran, transforming into a bright torch. When the torch ran out of fuel, it stopped wailing and collapsed to the ground, curling up into a filthy ball of black ash.

The scorching air made it hard for Luther to breathe. He saw the towering flames illuminating the gloomy sky, everything dancing in the fire—the mournful cries, the howling wind, the sparks flying in the air, the night illuminated as if it were Evernight ... all of this was playing out a desperate carnival from the end of the world.

A frantic, Word-Eating could be heard in my ear.

"... When the Lord saw how great the wickedness was, he sent down sulfur and fire from heaven. And so smoke rose from that place, like that of a kiln..."

Just then, Luther's arm was pushed.

The familiar touch jolted him awake.

He opened his eyes to find the room completely dark, and saw his sister's blue eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

"Cecilia, what's wrong?"

Luther couldn't help but ask.

Emily... she still hasn't come back.