Darryl had a sharp eye and could tell immediately that the fog contained a potent poison that could become life-threatening as time passed.When Darryl studied medicine with the Divine Farmer, he had once heard him mention that any place with a powerful enough atmosphere to breed rare herbs and supplements always came with something that could cost someone's life close by.The valley was no different. It bred large amounts of Blood Fungi, but the seemingly ordinary-looking weeds beside it contained poison. The scent of the Blood Fungi could contain the power of the weeds, which maintained peace in the space.However, since Loona picked so much of the Blood Fungi earlier, it had disrupted the ecosystem of the area, and the weeds released their poisonous gas with no Blood Fungi around to control them.Whew!Loona did not stop at Darryl's words. Instead, she took a deep breath before saying impatiently, "Why should I listen to you? Anyone would want as many Blood Fungi as they could
Loona had been poisoned too deeply, and she could not wake up in a short amount of time.What…Monna trembled at the sight as she cried out in terror, "What happened to her, Darryl?"Darryl smiled stiffly. "The poison got to her. She's hallucinating."Monna let out a sigh of relief internally at the response. Thank goodness she had listened to Darryl and blocked off her Chimi acupoint, or she would have been greatly embarrassed, just like Loona.Darryl strode over with Loona in tow. "Loona, wake up! I'm not your father."He was about to take his arm out of Loona's grasp as he spoke, but Loona refused to let go, wrapping her arms around Darryl's waist and holding on for dear life.Monna grew with worry at the sight of Loona's worsening condition. "What are we going to do, Darryl?""Don't worry!"Darryl replied Monna comfortingly. He glanced around him, and his gaze landed on the Blood Fungi that Loona had just plucked."Give her a bite of the Blood Fungi."The smell of the Bl
Hoho!Bowen smirked coldly at Tyson's words, his eyes glinting with hatred. "Oh, I'll die before I hand over the ownership of the bow to money-hungry bastards like you."His tone was firm, not leaving any room for retaliation.Tyson's expression shifted at Bowen's words, his eyes glinting murderously. "Being stubborn, are we? I'll see just how long that can last."As he spoke, Tyson waved a hand.One of the riders strode forward, gripping a leather whip tightly as he walked toward Bowen.The next second, the whip was cracked. A crisp sound rang through the air as Bowen trembled, his flesh tearing open as blood gushed out to stain his clothing.Bowen gritted his teeth, not letting out a sound. He wanted to struggle, but his arms and legs were bound, and he could not move at all.Tyson smirked mockingly at Bowen. "That doesn't feel very good, does it? Out with it, and you won't have to bear this pain any longer. Why hold on?"Whew!Bowen took a breath, gritting his teeth even h
At the thought, Bowen wanted to end his own life, but his arms and feet were bound to the iron pole, and he could not move at all.Was he going to be tortured to death by Tyson like that?All at once, Bowen was nothing but hopeless. Suddenly, the image of Veron came into his mind, and he still smiled.It was terrible that he was in that state, but at least Ninth Lady was fine.What a pity it was that he would never see her again in his life.Creak…Just as Bowen was lost in his own thoughts, a series of light footsteps came from outside. The door of the dungeon cracked open, and a charming figure slipped through it.Bowen lit up upon seeing who it was. He thought that he was hallucinating things.It was Veron.Veron had woken up during the day, and she had spent the day infiltrating the grounds snooping around for news. In the end, she had heard that Bowen had been thrown into the palace dungeon, so she rushed over once night fell.Bowen stopped short, croaking out the words.
Whew!Veron trembled at the words, taking in a deep breath as her expression grew heavy.That was right… It was indeed suspicious that there were only a few people guarding the palace dungeon."Let's not think about that right now."Veron returned to her senses quickly enough. "I'm going to get you out of here, whether or not they've planned an ambush." As the final word rang through the air, Veron tugged at Bowen's hand as she ducked into a smaller path to the side with him.It had to be said that the palace was absolutely gigantic. It was going to be pretty hard getting out of there.Upon running for a few minutes, Veron stopped in her footsteps all of a sudden just as they were about to reach the palace gate facing the west.Veron could clearly sense a strong wave of internal energy wafting through the air. The gate before them was unguarded but radiated an air of animosity.At the same time, Bowen's heart began to race as well.Crap!Upon taking a look at their surroundin
"Ho ho…" Tyson stood looking Veron up and down, calling out to Bowen mockingly. "You've got some luck to have such a pretty woman looking out for you. It's a shame she's going to die soon."As he spoke, Tyson stroked the Sunset Bow before saying, "Tell me how to activate the bow if you don't want your darling girl dying here. This is your last chance."The blow he had cast was not fatal, as he was planning to use Veron to blackmail Bowen.F*ck!Bowen clenched his fists, hardly able to believe his anger. Was Tyson even human, using Ninth Lady to threaten him…Yet amidst his rage, Bowen began to hesitate at the frail look on Veron's face. He might as well tell Tyson, right? Ninth Lady had saved his life twice, and he could not watch her die here…At the thought, Bowen took a deep breath as he looked at Tyson. "Will you keep your promise?""Of course!" Tyson smiled.Whew!Bowen took a deep breath. He was about to speak when Veron cut him off."No, don't."Veron bit her lip
No. Ninth Lady could not just die like this.Bowen exploded with unexplainable energy out of nowhere as he cried out. He charged out of the throng of black armored army riders surrounding him, throwing himself onto Veron.Thump!Tyson's blow landed heavily on Bowen's back. He let out a dull hum, blood spraying from his mouth as he collapsed onto Veron."Big guy!"Veron trembled at the sight, tears pouring from her eyes."You're going to live, Ninth Lady… you have to…" Bowen used the last of his strength to say the words to Veron slowly. "I'm going to lure Tyson to come after me, and you're going to get out of here. Promise me you will."Bowen had thought it through. He was going to pretend to give in and lure Tyson to his side to give Veron a chance to escape."No!"Veron shook her head vehemently, tears pouring from her eyes. "I'm not leaving… There's no point in living if I'm going to spend the rest of my days alone! Why did you take that blow for me? Why…"Veron sobbed as
"Skysword Ultimate!"Veron lifted her arms as the words left her lips, her long sword pointing toward the heavens.In the blink of an eye, the sky grew cloudy as a fierce wind began to rip through the palace.Following that, sword shadows began to appear one by one in the middle of the breeze. These shadows were all formed by the changes in the atmosphere.The shadows continued to multiply, soaring towards Veron to surround her.The Skysword Ultimate was a move that had been in one of the Langes' most prized ancient scrolls. Because it was far too complex and difficult, no one in the Lange family had ever mastered it.Veron, being the playful and bratty kid that she had been, had snuck into the household library on more than one occasion. She had looked through the book holding the Skysword Ultimate countless times until she could recite the Skysword Ultimate chant backward but had never been able to cultivate it successfully.Just now, Veron felt as if she could barely breathe,