Chapter 1192: Section 1193 Life-saving Water
The flames burned fiercely, but when the wind blew, it was clear to see there was no one within the deep pit except the flames.
Time reversed to the moment before.
The Flame Arrow illuminated Greerwu’s terror; it knew it couldn’t dodge, feeling both despair and a resignation to death.
However, at the critical moment, Greerwu felt a force from behind. Stunned, it only heard a roaring wind next to its ear and then darkness before disappearing from its spot.
When it regained its senses, it found itself on the other side of the field.
At the same time, intense panting sounds came from behind.
Turning its head, it saw a Phantom Shadow entering Angel’s body, appearing to be a soul.
“Astral Projection?” While Greerwu puzzled in its mind, a sudden intense pain spread from beneath it.
Looking down, it saw nothing but a bright red.
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Previously, by using Angel’s Astral Projection, Greerwu had indeed dodged the attack that could’ve taken its life. However, the Flame Arrow, strengthened by the Lord of the Flameless, just by the power of the burning flames alone had created a huge danger zone. Even though Angel had successfully helped Greerwu avoid the Flame Arrow, Greerwu was still affected by the range of the flame’s burning.
A mere graze blew a large hole in Greerwu’s chest and abdomen.
Blood was gushing out from the wound.
Even though Greerwu avoided the fatal attack, this graze had nearly claimed its life.
Behind Greerwu, although Angel was also impacted, all the direct force was absorbed by Greerwu, and Angel had only suffered superficial wounds, which were not serious.
Seeing the injury that had left Greerwu on death’s door, anxiety flashed in Angel’s eyes.
Greerwu had saved Toby before, that was a fact. Even if Greerwu’s injury was self-inflicted, Angel couldn’t bear to watch Greerwu die.
He quickly took out a vial of Glowing Fluff Potion from his bracelet and dropped it on Greerwu’s wound, but before the Glowing Fluff Potion could get close to the wound, it turned into a steam and disappeared.
Angel was stunned for a moment. Observing through Spirit Tentacle, he discovered that a Flameless fire lingered near Greerwu’s wound. Although invisible to the naked eye, it persisted there, burning and spreading outward from Greerwu’s wound like a Tibial Maggot.
The wound was already large and eroded by the Flameless fire.
It wasn’t long before Greerwu’s eyes began to gradually lose their spirit.
Angel quickly scanned through his bracelet’s medicine reserves with his spiritual power and found almost no potion that could handle Greerwu’s current condition. After thinking, he finally took out a bottle of dark green potion from his bracelet.
The dark green potion appeared ordinary, but upon close inspection, one could feel a profound depth.
This was an Intermediate Rank potion, one of the few Angel had in his possession.
Its name was “Withering Vigil.”
The potion was discovered in a hidden space of deathly stillness on Silver Palm Island within the graveyard of ships, where Angel found it amongst the relics of a wizard called Hasca.
Withering Vigil’s original effect was for extending life. Moreover, its effect was exceptionally outstanding, and if placed in an auction, it would fetch an exceptionally high price.
However, Angel took out this bottle of Withering Vigil not for its life-extending effect but because it also had a very special use: it greatly reduced the consumption of life.
Angel thought the best way to help Greerwu was to first use Withering Vigil to delay Greerwu’s life-and-death threshold, activate its life potential, and then figure out how to treat the injury.
Angel took the Withering Vigil and poured it into Greerwu’s mouth.
Having fallen into an unconscious state, Greerwu, under the potion’s influence, finally felt the chaos in its mind slowly clearing, and its bewildered gaze became sharp again.
Greerwu faintly saw that Angel was pouring some kind of potion into it, presumably the source of the warm and comfortable feeling.
Greerwu wanted to say thank you, but before it could speak, its pupils suddenly constricted.
“…Behind,” Greerwu managed to shout these short words with all its strength from its dry throat.
At that moment, Angel was using a Second-Level Trick, “Guiding Technique,” to quickly diffuse the effect of Withering Vigil. Hearing Greerwu’s voice, Angel was momentarily startled.
Behind?
Angel turned around, puzzled.
A shadow of scorching heat obscured Angel’s vision.
In Angel’s pupils, a gigantic porcelain-white palm was reflected. Structurally, the palm looked strikingly similar to the Hand of Magic, with some ethereal quality. But the only difference from the Hand of Magic was that this porcelain-white palm was engulfed in raging flames.
Angel didn’t even have time to dodge and was immediately seized by the palm.
Angel’s eyes were filled with confusion, not understanding what was happening. Then the next second, he felt an intense crushing sensation in his chest and abdomen. The force was so strong that Angel had the illusion that all his internal organs seemed to be squashed into bits, mingling with the viscid blood.
This unbearable torment turned Angel’s eyes white.
The agony kept assaulting Angel’s tolerance threshold. At that moment, he could think of nothing and move not an inch, only passively enduring his body being squeezed and his skin searing with pain.
In Angel’s mind, this pain seemed to last forever.
But in reality, it was only a fleeting moment.
Angel only heard a disgusted “Yuck” sound before the porcelain-white palm suddenly loosened its grip, and he fell to the maroon ground like a tree felled headfirst.
At that time, his body was contorted, especially his limbs, which were nearly broken into several pieces. Wisps of white smoke rose from his skin, which had been burnt to a black char.
Angel lay on the ground, gasping heavily, and with each breath, he brought out a large amount of blood and unrecognizable flesh.
He could feel that although his organs had not all shattered, they were close to it, and not to mention the damage to his organs, every inch of his bones felt as though they had been fractured.