Chapter 544 Temporary Departure
“I never thought that a mere transcendental creature that provided ingredients for a Sequence 4 potion would almost perish with me…”
Angel murmured with some fear, dragging her heavy steps slowly towards the dead black-striped shadow giant scorpion, carefully touching its stiff corpse, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was dead.
The giant scorpion, which was over two meters long, had a huge, dark body that possessed a strong deterrent power even after death. Angel avoided the giant claws that were still open and the legs pointing toward the sky, went around to the back of the giant scorpion, opened his spiritual vision, and saw a dark green light that was gradually condensing at its tail.
That is the poison sac inside the giant scorpion's body.
"So that's how I obtained the potion ingredients Katarina mentioned... But how could she possibly know that there's a sacrificial ritual leading to the 'God-Forsaken Land' on Sorna Island, and how could she possibly know that the 'Black-Striped Shadow Giant Scorpion' is active on the other side?"
Although the "Master of Prophecy" and "Queen of Mystery" Bernadette confirmed it, Angel still couldn't guess the real purpose of this "ageless" witch. She might not have the intention to deceive him, but maybe what she knew was not the truth?
Shaking his head to clear his doubts, Angel summoned the Sword of Dawn again, turning it into a handy knife, and cut open the giant scorpion's soft belly facing the sky. Resisting his appetite for the tender meat that looked quite delicious, he took out the poison sac that had condensed all the extraordinary characteristics of this extraordinary creature.
This black poison sac with a hint of pale green is larger than a fist. Its interior appears a little shriveled due to the large amount of toxins discharged during the battle, but under the spiritual vision, it emits a brilliant light.
Finally, the two main ingredients of the "Despair" potion formula have been gathered... Angel sighed, took off the coat that was torn in the battle, wrapped up the complete poison sac, and tied it around his body.
Such simple treatment cannot last long. The extraordinary material rich in spirituality will merge with the clothes it comes into contact with, causing some strange changes. Therefore, Angel must leave the "God-forsaken Land" as soon as possible to further seal and process it.
The stinger shot by the black-striped shadow scorpion during the battle had flown away to an unknown place. In the pitch-black environment, Angel had no intention of retrieving it.
"I'll wait until Mr. 'Sun' uses his merits to exchange for the poisonous sting from Silver City, and then I'll spend the money to buy it... Haha, I didn't expect that the 'world' that guaranteed my transaction with him was actually Klein. No wonder he always offers to help..."
Muttering, Angel looked up and around, and was surprised to find that he had been taken to an unknown place by the Black-Striped Shadow Scorpion's "Dive into the Shadow". Everywhere he looked was a barren wilderness. In the occasional lightning in the distance, the undulating ridges were the only scenery.
"I seem to have seen this scene somewhere..."
She squinted her eyes, using her dark vision and the light of lightning to carefully observe her surroundings, and soon remembered when she had seen this scene before.
That was an illusion she created when she used the extraordinary characteristics of "Instigator" to mix the potion herself in Enmat Port and was on the verge of losing control during the promotion.
Could it be that I have been to the "God-forsaken Land" before, or seen a prophetic picture of the future?
When she was promoted to "Instigator" and "Witch", she saw many scenes that she had no memory of. Some of them have been confirmed to be "real", such as the scene of "Adam" and a woman standing next to her when she was lying in the basement, and the scene of her current location in the uninhabited wilderness of the "God's Forsaken Land".
So, are those images that have not yet "happened" also real?
Rumble——
Another flash of lightning appeared above his head, followed by low, continuous thunder, which woke Angel from his memories. The brief light illuminated the surrounding environment, and the gradually weakening cold touch of the "Secret Holy Emblem" on his wrist reminded Angel that now was not the time to think.
If the secret holy emblem becomes completely ineffective, will I disappear without a trace in the lightless darkness as Mr. Sun said... Angel stood up from the side of the black-striped shadow giant scorpion, tightened the clothes wrapped around the poison sac, looked around, and immediately frowned.
Just now, she was busy observing the wilderness and the mountains in the distance, and did not notice that the village that they arrived at after the sacrificial ceremony from Sona Island... disappeared?
Angel, who had just recovered from the joy of obtaining the potion ingredients, immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She immediately recalled the knowledge that "The Sun" had shared with the Tarot Club members, as well as her current predicament:
There is no conventional food in the "God-Forsaken Land". The people of Silver City rely on a certain sealed object to obtain "Black-Faced Grass" for survival. Otherwise, they have to hunt for meat from polluted extraordinary creatures.
There is no sunlight, and it is in a perpetual night that lasts for thousands of years. Countless monsters hide in the darkness, and once out of the light, they will disappear in seconds, leaving no trace.
For thousands of years, the "Silver City" has been exploring ways to leave, but has never found anything.
"In other words, if I can't find that abandoned village, I'll soon die of starvation and thirst here... and before that, perhaps the 'Secret Holy Symbol' will become ineffective, allowing me to stop worrying about the subsequent problems."
After some self-deprecating humor, Angel began to think about how to solve the current problem.
Her first thought was to use Mr. Fool to contact her other self far away on the island of Violent Sea Sona and ask her how she escaped from the "God-forsaken Land". Her second thought was to measure the nearby wilderness on foot and look for the missing village.
But both plans have a premise, that is, "diving into the shadows" does not take her too far.
Angel made up her mind and took out the Holy Night Powder from her pocket, ready to build a spiritual wall and pray to Mr. Fool, but her hand took out a small bundle of silk threads. These light golden "threads" fell to the ground and quickly attracted Angel's attention.
This is a lock of hair given to her by the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette when she crash-landed over Isla Sorna.
At this moment, in Angel's dark vision, one end of the golden hair broke free and pointed in a certain direction.
"Put this away, maybe it will be useful later..."
Bernadette's calm instructions echoed in Angel's ears.
She understood something, reached out to pick up her hair and untied it, watching the golden hair quickly stretch out, and the end that was sticking out seemed to be pulled by something and flew outward.
"Is it guiding the way?"
Angel took a deep breath and saw that the tuft of hair had almost been pulled out. She immediately ran forward after them. She had just used the "Knight Bracelet" and was still in a weakened state. The side effects of the "Rose Necklace" made her have an abnormal desire for food, especially meat, but these were nothing compared to the anticipation of leaving the "God's Forsaken Land".
Soon, guided by the golden hair that seemed like a signpost, Angel went around a small hill and finally saw the village consisting of many stone houses.
Fortunately, it's not too far, at least I have enough hair... Looking at the end of the golden hair that guided the road twisting weakly on the ground for a few times, and then disappeared into the darkness, Angel sighed with relief and continued walking towards the village.
What she was thinking about was why Bernadette prepared this lock of hair in advance and gave it to her when she arrived at Sorna Island.
"A correct prophecy, or perhaps an unintentional insurance policy? I've thought of the origin of the hair. Perhaps it grew during the battle with the Skeleton Giants imbued with the uncontrolled power of the 'Earth Mother Goddess' in the ruins of the War of Gods... But it's a bit like a fairy tale I heard in a past life, following the hair to find the right path...
"As the daughter of the time traveler Russell, she might have heard the fairy tales that were recreated for her, and based on them, she gained certain unique extraordinary abilities... Is this the special quality that a High-Sequence Mystery Peeper possesses?"
After entering the village, Angel quickly returned to the street where he had fought with the black-striped shadow giant scorpion after the "light enhancement" with the help of his memory. He found the "Good Luck" revolver he had left there, and resealed the "Blood of Anne" which had a dim aura but was slowly recovering. Finally, he took a look at the street where the doors and windows had been weathered, leaving only rough stone walls.
"I may have another chance to go to Trier, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance to come back here..."
She said this silently in her heart, then turned around and returned to the house with a basement covered in black blood. She walked up the stone stairs and entered the secret room with a stone table and altar.
The ground was the same as when she first arrived, with complex symbols and patterns faintly visible among a few black bloodstains.
As long as we drop some blood on it, we should be able to return to Sorna Island.
Unlike the last time they went to the Trier Catacombs, Mr. Fool and his "other self" didn't indicate how long they would have to wait before returning, meaning this time the wait wouldn't be very long... Angel thought as he scratched his fingertips with his fingernails, watching drops of bright red blood ooze out of the wound and drip slowly.
At this moment, a few lines of text caught her attention above the weathered stone altar at the end of her sight, which had two melted candles on its surface.
She couldn't recognize most of the words. On the one hand, the surface of the altar had been weathered over time, causing the engraved words to be almost flush with the substrate. On the other hand, the font that could be barely seen was obviously not one of the few languages Angel knew.
But the last line of ancient Hermetic language is still barely legible.
"Red Angel" Medici...
One of the names and titles made Angel's eyes focus, and the image of the Backlund evil spirit immediately emerged in his mind, with blood-red hair and scars on his face that were deep enough to see the bone.
Although she had never seen the "Red Angel" directly, Klein had seen its appearance in his lifetime in a nightmare and used it as his appearance to scare Raft Pound.
Why was the name of Medici, who died at the hands of the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor in the Fourth Epoch, engraved on the altar of an abandoned village in the "God's Forsaken Land"?
As if sensing Angel's gaze, the other name next to "Medici", which had been almost completely weathered and no trace could be seen, suddenly became brighter, as if an invisible hand had carved it again along the lines and deepened it.
And inside it, a silvery-white liquid like mercury filled the newly engraved name.
Ouroboros, the "Angel of Destiny".
The moment Angel saw the name, he felt like his head exploded.
It wasn't that it was out of control or contaminated, but she remembered what happened to the "strongest hunter" Anderson Hood, the unlucky guy who could choke to death while drinking water and whose recliner would collapse when he took a nap.
I won't become...unlucky too, will I?
The moment she was stunned, the symbols and patterns under her feet were re-stained with blood. A dark red light flashed, and in the basement that had remained intact after thousands of years, there was only rotten air, a weathered altar, and the words above it that had returned to darkness.
At the bottom of the lines of text, a name repeated in different languages finally emerged from the surface of the stone platform:
"Redemption Rose".
…
Outside the abandoned village, in the wilderness across a small hill, a strange shadow was close to the ground, approaching rapidly. The lightning flashing from time to time above its head had no effect on it.
The shadow came to the side of the giant scorpion with black stripes, which had been dead for a long time and had its abdomen cut open. The shadow was bulging and expanding, and a man in a cloak and with a hunched back emerged from it. He walked past the giant scorpion corpse, which had drained out its venom and was a delicacy in the God-forsaken Land, without even looking at it, his eyes fixed on a dark red mark on the ground.
That is land soaked in blood.
Standing next to the trace, the man knelt on his knees, stretched out his hands, dug up the soil with his dry hands, sniffed it, and nodded as if to confirm.
Then he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole handful of soil into his stomach. He swallowed it whole, stood up with satisfaction, looked around, bent down again like a thief, and his body blended into the shadow of the ground.
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