Chapter 484 Obtaining Materials
Front, back, left, right.
Including the "Gazer" who escaped here, there were a total of five pale figures surrounding Angel and Klein. Some of them were wearing white robes like the first one, and some were naked. Their bodies were similar to humans, but they were pale all over, with wrinkled skin, and details were difficult to distinguish.
What was completely consistent was the tentacles with eyes on their heads, together with the pair of eyeballs on their faces, which focused their gaze, which carried slowness, fatigue and disease, on the two people.
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The "Gazer" who led them into the trap let out a meaningless cry, and a hint of pride could be seen on its face, which was somewhat similar to that of a human.
The prey has become weak due to slowness and fatigue. Even if they use "fire jump" and "mirror substitute" to avoid the gaze, they will be caught up in an instant by hunters who far outnumber them, until they die from various negative effects.
Just one more minute, no, maybe thirty seconds will be enough...
A strong wind suddenly blew in the narrow valley, rustling the bushes and branches.
The five "Gazers" all raised their heads and looked towards the sky. The space where originally only moonlight existed was distorted. In the void, a figure wearing a complicated long skirt and with nothing above the neck slowly emerged.
The four golden-haired heads in her hands all opened their scarlet eyes and looked at the four "Gazers" who were lying in ambush here, unharmed.
Without the slightest hesitation, the figures of these spiritually-sharp ambushers became illusory, and almost without any order, they entered the spiritual world and left the island at the fastest speed in their lives.
This suddenly relieved the pressure on Angel and Klein, who were each under the gaze of more than twenty eyeballs, allowing them to move freely.
The only remaining white-robed figure, who had consumed several eyes and had half of his tentacles smashed to the ground and severely injured, noticed that the six heads and twelve eyes present were all looking at him, and he actually felt a hint of stiffness and coldness that had previously only been felt by his prey.
This is not a "slow" or "weak" effect, but a chill from the heart.
Its body also became weak, and it drilled downwards on the spot, using the ground to leave reality and slip into the spiritual space where the enemy could not track it. It wanted to follow the companions who abandoned it and quickly leave this dangerous place.
But the next second, a black shadow pushed it back to the ground. Ms. Wensa, who was more than half a meter long and dressed in black, used all four claws, stood upside down and pressed on the chest of the "Gazer", pushing it into the air.
Finding the right opportunity, Angel jumped up with the help of the silk thread, and the bone blade that had been accumulating power in his left hand stabbed out like lightning, pointing directly at the opponent's fragile neck.
"Mirror for..."
As soon as this thought flashed through the mind of the "Gazer", he found that all his eyes that could be used as substitutes were covered with a layer of black mist.
Those "stand-ins" that came from its own flesh and blood and were almost undisturbed no longer belonged to it!
On the ground below, the black cat Wenza's blue eyes seemed to be staring at the "Gazer", interfering with the opponent's stand ability, but his gaze actually passed over the prey that was destined to die and looked at Renette Tinicole in the air.
After meeting the four pairs of scarlet eyes, the two messengers seemed to hum, then disappeared one after another and left the real world.
Between their figures, the body of the "Gazer" with its head and body separated and blood splattered was slowly falling.
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"Why did you cut his neck? Look, the blood is almost gone."
Watching Angel frantically take out a glass bottle and collect the pale, milk-like blood of the Gazer, Klein chuckled and commented sharply on her finishing attack method.
Carefully watching the liquid level rise until it reached 150 ml, Angel filled the bottle with another 50 ml before stopping. He tightened the cork, using his frost ability to seal the precious potion ingredients while looking at Klein with a warning.
"I, I'm going to sacrifice 'Creeping Hunger' to Mr. Fool..."
Feeling a sense of crisis comparable to the previous battle, Klein shook the leather gloves on his hands, indicating that he would deal with this magical item with astonishing negative effects according to the plan.
"Don't go too far."
Curling his lips, Angel let go of Klein who was making sarcastic remarks, took out a ritual dagger, and began to dissect the pair of eyes on the face of the Gazer.
Obviously, the "eyes of the Gazer" required by the potion recipe refer to the real eyes in this location, not the weird eyeballs on the tentacles.
Otherwise, wouldn't the eyeball on the tentacle of the "Gazer" be able to promote more than five "Pain" witches?
According to the Law of Conservation of Extraordinary Characteristics, this is unlikely.
Sure enough, in her spiritual vision, milky white light spots were floating out from the body with its head and body separated, concentrating on the eyes of the face.
I have to get the potion ingredients quickly and leave here as soon as possible... Angel thought.
She was now under the weakening effect of the "Knight's Bracelet," and Klein had lost the right to use "Creeping Hunger," which was the greatest guarantee of his combat power. This was the time when both of them were at their weakest.
Fortunately, Ms. Wensa and Ms. Renette didn't go far. The escaped "Gazing One" probably wouldn't dare return to collect the bodies of his companions. There were no other extraordinary creatures on this deserted island, so it was relatively safe...
Angel glanced worriedly at the direction where Klein was leaving, then gathered his thoughts, brought down the dagger, and began to separate the extraordinary materials.
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After walking a few dozen meters, until Angel's crouching figure disappeared into the bushes, Klein used the Holy Night Powder to set up the spiritual wall. Using a simple sacrificial ritual, he sent the "Creeping Hunger," which had been unsealed and required the devouring of a living person to quench its hunger, into the gray fog space.
After walking four steps backwards, he arrived above the gray fog. Klein hurriedly accepted his own sacrifice and threw the magical item, which had been lying quietly since entering here and showed no sign of hunger, into the pile of debris behind him. Then, without any delay, he returned directly to the real world.
Opening his eyes, he looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everything was no different from a minute before he "left".
This action was extremely dangerous. If Angel had been closer, he would have noticed that he was standing there with his limbs stiff, just like all the members of the Tarot Club who had been summoned by the Fool.
At least the vest must be taken off to the "world" level. If the explanation is not good, I'm afraid the identity of "The Fool" will also be in danger. Fortunately, Angel seems to trust me very much, but this makes me feel even more guilty... He complained in his heart, cleaned up the scene, and walked back to the place where "The Gazer" died.
At this moment, Angel took off the pair of eyeballs from his head. The eyeballs, which condensed all the extraordinary power, emitted a breathtaking pale light. Even the crimson moon above his head could not absorb its color.
Just by looking at this paleness, Klein felt his limbs become stiff and weak, just like when he was targeted by these extraordinary creatures before.
This is the material for a Sequence 4 potion, the ladder to higher sequences... He sighed, waiting for Angel to carefully close his eyes before speaking:
"Are we going back to the Blue Avengers now?"
He deliberately didn't mention what to do with the remaining body of the "Gazer" at his feet. Not to mention how much spirituality these remaining parts still had, if Angel felt that they could be sold for a lot of money and wanted to sacrifice them to the Fool on the spot, how should he "receive" them in front of her?
Could it be that Mr. Fool had just received the "creeping hunger" and then rejected her sacrifice in the blink of an eye?
"Let's go. This operation went very smoothly. We should be able to set sail and leave this island before midnight."
Angel nodded, also ignoring the corpse of the "Gazer" at his feet.
It's not that she didn't think about collecting more extraordinary materials, but after taking in 200 milliliters of blood, the headless corpse quickly withered, the skin became dry, and the wounds no longer oozed milky blood. This showed that the spiritual energy inside the corpse was limited. After obtaining enough for a potion, it was difficult to obtain more.
Despite this, she still took a reluctant look at the corpse before leaving.
"Luckily, we were able to use the gold pound to entrust two messengers to help us deal with these spiritual creatures. Otherwise, if we relied on ourselves, we would have difficulty escaping, let alone killing one and obtaining the materials."
Seeing that Angel was about to turn around and sacrifice the corpse, Klein quickly found a topic to draw her attention back.
"But if Ms. Wensa and Ms. Renette hadn't been lurking in the dark, we wouldn't have attempted to pursue them further. That gazer was clearly trying to lure us into a trap. His performance was too clumsy..."
With a smile on his face and his palms tightly holding the potion materials worth ten thousand pounds, Angel was in a very happy mood.
This was a tactic they had decided on long before they set foot on the island. They made full use of the messenger's ability to freely travel through the spiritual world, and the character of the "Gazers" who lived in groups but did not care about the lives of their companions. They launched a counter-ambush based on the opponent's ambush and successfully obtained the required materials.
It's worth paying 2,000... no, 3,500 pounds for this!
What was that tense exchange of glances between the two messenger ladies before they left?
Full of doubts, the two left the valley and returned to the abandoned camp at the entrance.
After passing through here and leaving the not-so-dense jungle, one can use fire to send a signal on the beach to summon Alger, the "Hanged Man" on the "Blue Avenger" docked offshore, to come and pick them up. Then, one can leave this sea area and return to Bayam.
But at this time, the bonfire in the camp, which had not been used for many years and had not been lit for many years, was burning, emitting warm flames.
A woman in a light yellow dress with long black hair draped softly behind her was staring blankly at the campfire. Hearing the footsteps of two people, she slowly turned around, with inexplicable emotions in her golden eyes.
"You are finally back."
She spoke, her voice not loud, but it seeped into the hearts of the two without any hindrance.
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