The treatment process for Xio was surprisingly easy.
Silas first used flesh magic to stop the mutation at her wound, then held a ritual to extract the curse buried deep in her body and transfer it to himself.
The curse quickly lost its effect.
After all, trying to curse a Shepherd's flesh into mutation seemed rather laughable.
However, a wisp of evil aura within it was somewhat troublesome, but relying on the suppression of the tides within Silas's body, it didn't take much effort to suppress it either.
"That's it? That simple?"
Watching Xio's wound heal at a visible speed while the dark energy that had accumulated on her face completely dissipated, Fors asked in great surprise.
After seeking help from multiple Beyonders and attending various gatherings, the injury that couldn't be cured anywhere was solved so easily here?
If she really had to say it, the most difficult part of this treatment was finding the doctor!
"Yes."
In Silas's hand remained a still-wriggling piece of flesh.
He sensed a familiar aura from it. His fingers clenched, crushing the flesh bud with a snap as it fell to the ground. Blood splattered and spread across the floor, beginning to flow and combine on its own, ultimately forming Lanevus's mocking, smiling face.
It's him!
When Fors saw this face, her body couldn't help but tremble violently.
"Was your friend injured by him?"
Silas turned and asked.
"Yes..."
Fors hesitated, but under Silas's scrutiny, she still nodded honestly.
"Tell me the specific circumstances at the time."
"Uh, okay, yes. At that time, we were in the East Borough..."
After hearing Fors's account, Silas gained a deeper understanding of Lanevus's current situation.
This guy really did want to transfer the evil god's progeny from his body, which was why he wandered the streets looking for target females.
"Don't come here anythime soon."
He warned.
"I'll remember that."
Fors said with lingering fear.
If Miss Audrey arranges another commission this dangerous next time, I absolutely won't accept it no matter what!
After a while, Xio regained consciousness. Although still somewhat weak, there were no major problems.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Anderson."
Fors said gratefully to Silas. "If it weren't for you, my friend would have been in danger! Please allow me to express my gratitude."
The payment Silas requested was only for her to answer questions about Lanevus, but she felt this couldn't fully convey her appreciation.
So she reached for her wrist, pulled up her sleeve, and revealed a silver bracelet.
The bracelet had many empty settings that looked like they had originally held gemstones.
But at this moment, only one dark teal, rough stone remained. The stone's surface was full of burn marks, uneven and pitted.
There were originally three, but to escape from Qilangos and Lanevus, I used one each... Fortunately, I didn't use the last one in that alley just now.
Thinking this, Fors removed the only remaining stone and gave it to Silas.
"This stone has a peculiar effect.
It can open a portal. As long as you throw it at a wall while shouting 'door' in ancient Hermes, it will transport you to a safe place."
Fors explained the usage for Silas.
Actually, this stone was what she had originally prepared as a thank-you gift.
"Then I'll accept it."
Seeing that she insisted on giving it, Silas naturally wouldn't refuse. Besides, this thing looked genuinely useful.
Finally out...
Only after stepping on the ground outside did Fors breathe a slight sigh of relief.
She couldn't help it. That mysterious Mr. Anderson's oppressive presence was too terrifying.
Although he had saved Xio, the scene of him casually melting a group of people into puddles of blood was still vivid in her mind.
"Fors, thank you so much this time."
Xio walked beside her, expressing heartfelt gratitude.
"Hmph, it's good that you know to thank me."
Fors smoothed her hair.
"Do you know how much effort I spent during this time trying to save you?"
"I know, that's why I'm thanking you... I can give you a larger share of that payment."
"You idiot, do I care about that money!"
"By the way, Fors, how did you find such a powerful person?"
"Uh, a fortunate coincidence. I got the information at a rather secretive gathering...
That gathering is quite cautious about recruiting new people, so I can't bring you in for now..."
The two gradually walked into the distance.
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"Cecilia, come with me to the Beyonder gathering tonight. I'll see if I can help you buy the main ingredients for the 'Instigator' potion."
After seeing off the two female Beyonders, Silas played with the peculiar stone in his hand and suddenly spoke to his sister.
Back in Tingen, he had obtained the "Assassin" and "Instigator" potion formulas from the Witch Sharon.
Now that his sister had already digested the Assassin potion, it was time to let her advance.
"There's no rush."
He heard his sister say indifferently, "I haven't finished digesting it yet..."
"Don't lie to me. You've already finished digesting it."
Silas looked up. "Your movements in that alley just now were so agile. Only by completely digesting the potion could you achieve that level."
"..."
The blue-eyed girl fell silent.
"Cecilia, do you think our current situation is difficult and don't want to spend money on yourself?"
Silas earnestly advised, "It's fine. If I want to, making money is still quite easy for me.
Besides, if you continue advancing and become stronger, it's good for both of us. When I'm not fully conscious, you can protect me better..."
Silas persuaded her for a long time before she reluctantly nodded, but her meaning was still to wait and see first, no rush to buy.
Back then, to help me, you became a Beyonder without any hesitation. How come you're hesitating now...
Silas found it amusing.
"Alright, my conscious time is almost up. I need to go say hello to the True Creator first," he joked, leaning back onto the sofa.
"Wake me up after dinner. The gathering should start around that time."
With that said, with his sister's help, he put on the straitjacket, fastened all the straps, and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had changed dramatically.
Silas saw a burning city.
Crimson sulfur fell from the sky, tracing brilliant streaks across his field of vision before crashing into buildings.
Blazing flames then rose up, devouring the city and growing ever stronger.
Terrified people screamed, turning into bright torches as they ran.
When these torches exhausted their fuel, they ceased their cries and collapsed to the ground, curling into dirty piles of black ash.
The scorching air made it impossible for Silas to breathe. He saw towering flames illuminating the gloomy sky.
Everything danced in the fire: the wails, the howling wind, the sparks flying through the air, the night illuminated bright as day... All of it was performing a desperate carnival from the end times.
Insane ravings sounded in his ears.
"...The Lord saw that the wickedness was great, and rained down sulfur and fire from heaven. Then the smoke of the land ascended like the smoke of a furnace..."
Just then, someone pushed Silas's arm.
The familiar touch jolted him awake.
Opening his eyes, the room had completely darkened. He saw his sister's blue eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
"Cecilia, what's wrong?"
Silas couldn't help but ask.
"Emily... she still hasn't come back yet."