Mythical Creature Blood

The second Sailor Chief taken aback and asked, puzzled:

"We've suffered a great loss at his hands, why should we help him gain fame?"

The pale-skinned "King of Immortality" Agalito chuckled softly without turning his head, "Sometimes, being too famous isn't necessarily a good thing."

"By the way, remember to tell the Church of Storms that Jodson is suspected of possessing a Sealed Artifact corresponding to the ' Sea King ' Beyonder Characteristic."

Having said that, if the second Sailor Chief still couldn't understand, he probably wouldn't be qualified to stand here and exchange smiles with his colleagues:

"Clear!"

On a nearby uninhabited island in the sea where a fierce battle had just taken place, two identical figures were sketched out inch by inch on the beach.

Lorry retrieved the "Calamity Bracelet" and the "Curse of Knowledge" from the Illusions the "Marionettist." He suppressed the negative effects of the former, sealed it with the Wall of Spirituality, and threw it into another Dimension. He then put the latter on his hand and focused his mind to conjure up the Illusions of the "Fire Seed" glove.

He put the Black Gloves on his hand, looked at the Illusions the "Marionettist," extended his right palm toward it, and spread his five fingers.

Suddenly, the field of vision changed.

Lorry saw various colored Light Clump appear on the Illusions of the "Marionettist," unevenly distributed across different parts of its body. Among them, the most striking was the blood-red Light Clump around the heart.

No divination was needed; his Spirituality intuition had already given him the answer: this crimson Light Clump was the negative effect he had to bear from using the "Calamity Bracelet."

in other words:

This is the blood of "Calamity Queen," Cohinem, a Mythical Creature!

Pure Angel blood has no effect on altering bloodlines... In other words, Cohinem has other methods up his sleeve... With this thought in mind, Lorry did not rush to make a move, but carefully observed the crimson Light Clump.

Soon, a thought struck him, and he noticed several discordant elements.

Inside the crimson Light Clump flowed wisps of gas-like substances, which were extremely small in quantity and almost colorless and transparent, making them quite hidden and difficult to detect.

This thing gave him a feeling of Mental Pollution, similar to that of a "True Creator."

Could these colorless currents be a setup by Cohinem, the culprit behind everything? Lorry pondered silently for a few seconds before making a bold guess.

Thinking of this, he immediately had the idea to verify it. He used his Spirituality to lock onto one of the strands, gripped it with his five fingers, and pulled it back forcefully. The colorless and transparent airflow was instantly drawn away, quickly merging into the Illusions of the "Fire Seed" glove, transforming into a low, mournful sigh:

"Well--"

Then, seemingly having lost its anchor, it quickly dissipated into nothingness. It really was because of these colorless currents of energy... Judging from that sigh, they seemed to belong to Cohinem's will... First, by influencing the Spirit Body, subtly changing the user's thoughts, and then, combined with his own blood, modifying his bloodline? Lorry thought calmly.

He then shook his head, not wanting to waste any more energy.

Illusions are time-limited and cannot remain in the Real World for long, whether it's the "Marionettist" Illusions or the "Fire Seed" glove Illusions.

In fact, if Lorry hadn't simulated the "Fallen Earl's " "exploitation" through the "Curse of Knowledge" while creating the "Marionettist" Illusions, it might not have been able to survive until now.

The effect of "exploitation" is to make a certain state last longer or end it earlier, making the rules more favorable to oneself.

--Clearly, he prolonged the existence of the Illusions.

Having learned from his previous success, replicating the operation became much easier. Lorry used the same trick again and quickly stole Cohinem's mental will.

After resting for a while, he turned his gaze to the crimson Light Clump and successfully Stealing it.

To be honest:

That was actually the real goal of this trip.

Success... The moment the feedback was generated, Lorry had a sudden thought and, according to the pre-designed plan, made the Illusions the "Fire Seed" glove disappear ahead of time.

With his vessel gone Cohinem's blood was exposed to the air, which he collected in a pre-prepared container and sealed with several layers of seals. Snap!

Lorry snapped his fingers, sending the drop of Angel blood into another Dimension, then smiled and nodded at the Illusions the "Marionettist":

"Thanks for your hard work."

As the sound rang out, the Illusions vanished in bursts of light.

He exhaled a breath and chuckled to himself:

"This afternoon, Cattleya made the request for Angel blood at the Tarot Club, which is less than 12 hours ago."

"If I were to write to Fors now, asking her to pray to the ' Fool ' and tell Cattleya about this, would it frighten the lady?"

Lorry thought about the "Admiral of Stars's " expression when he heard about this, hesitated for a moment, and then gave up the idea of immediately summoning the "Messenger" lady.

To be a gentleman... it's wrong to deliberately scare a lady. I'll tell Fors about it when we chat before bed tonight... Thinking this, he waved his hand and took out one Pirate Corpse after another, and began to sort through the spoils of this encounter with great anticipation.

Inside a house rented by two women in Backlund, Cherwood Borough.

Xiu quietly unlocked the door with her key and saw that the Living Room light was off. She assumed her friend had gone back to her room to sleep and breathed a sigh of relief.

She took off her coat and put on slippers, then casually pressed the Gas Lamp switch. "Buzz--"

Then, their eyes met.

Fors, sitting on the Long Sofa in the dark, looked at her with a smile:

"The people who went to see MI9 are back?"

Hugh knew, of course, that his friend was deliberately mocking him. A barely perceptible look of Awkwardness crossed his face, and he gave a curt snort, retorting:

Weren't you very sleepy this afternoon? Why aren't you going home to sleep yet?

After the words were spoken, the two friends looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, suddenly realizing that the situation before them was completely unnecessary.

Fors coughed lightly and changed the subject:

Have you had dinner?

"There are a few Desi Pie left, would you like me to heat them up for you?"

Hugh readily picked up the conversation, shaking his head as he said:

"No need. I ate something on the way back."

After saying that, she walked towards the Washroom: "I'll wash up first."

Fors in response, acting as if nothing was different from usual, and picked up the Newspaper from the Tea Table, flipping directly to the section that interested her.

Half a minute later, the Washroom door suddenly opened.

Xiu poked his head out, his mouth full of toothpaste foam:

When did you join that Concealment gathering this afternoon?

"Uh, it's been two or three months, hasn't it?" Fors thought for a moment, then added, "That was during the last blood moon night. What about you?"