Chapter 74
Dark Element and Necromantic Aura
Chapter 74 Dark Elements and Necromantic Aura (Please add to your favorites, read on, and vote!)
"This Shadow Panther's head is quite intact. Lord, you can take it back to the castle and make it into a specimen," Jeru suggested, holding up the panther's head.
"I don't want it. Take it if you like." Alphonse didn't like hanging a leopard's head in the castle; it wouldn't look good.
The castle is now lavishly furnished, with vases and statues made of gold and silver, various oil paintings, and a pair of white porcelain treasures from the commercial nation of Izmir.
Although Alphonse didn't think there was anything special about the vases, they were indeed valuable items in this world, showcasing aristocratic style.
"Thank you, Lord." Jeru happily put away the Shadow Panther's head; it was a good toy for him.
Taisi, who was peering out of the carriage window, couldn't contain himself any longer. "Leave the skinning to me. I'll make a soup with the leopard meat later and let everyone have a taste!"
Alphonse couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, I'll keep it for you, but you should still be careful; you're still injured."
"How could a brave dwarf warrior be defeated by such a minor injury!" Tethys shouted in a deep voice.
The soldiers burst into laughter. They respected their instructor, Taisi, and had heard that he was an excellent cook.
This shadow leopard must weigh at least a hundred pounds, enough to make a broth for everyone.
Alphonse flicked his finger, absorbing the necromantic energy of the Shadow Panther.
Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.
It's better to have one more summoned creature than to waste it.
We set off again on our journey home.
Alphonse laid the little boy's body flat on the horse, gently pressed his palm against the wound, and channeled his inner energy to slowly transfer the wound to the injured area.
Unexpectedly, I picked up a little magician.
Alphonse wouldn't have acted out of kindness for no reason; it was only because the little boy was a magician, and saving his life might come in handy.
Taking advantage of someone's kindness?
Nothing!
How could Alphonse be that kind of person?
Playing the emotional card is nowhere near as easy as using the ultimate technique of seduction.
He would absolutely be willing and hardworking.
It's better than him making a mistake that leads to eternal regret, and then looking back, he's already trapped in a box, isn't it?
If this little boy could be so badly injured by the Shadow Leopard that Mia killed with a single sword strike, he can't be that strong.
Previously, he had only protected his heart meridian with his true energy and hadn't been able to sense it carefully. Now, he could feel a cold aura lingering around the wound, without dissipating.
A strange power was resisting this cold aura.
You can feel that this force of resistance is very gentle, yet extremely ethereal.
It is very similar to the magic power absorbed from the Holy Snow Crystal, but it is not attracted by the true energy of the Innate Formless Divine Art.
Is this because this magic has a master?
Alphonse pondered to himself, having already made up his mind.
There is a very simple way to get rid of the dark element "poison": inhale the cold air into your body, and then use the innate formless divine skill's ability to avoid the invasion of harmful external objects to force it out of your body.
In his previous life, when Alphonse was still Yan Beifei, the "Demon Lord of Youdu," he had been targeted and assassinated countless times by righteous people, especially the Tang Clan of Sichuan and the long-established Wen family, whose methods of using poison were said to be superb.
However, thanks to the extraordinary nature of his innate formless divine skill, Alphonse is naturally the nemesis of all kinds of poisons and poisons.
They are completely immune to all poisons; even a slight dizziness is considered a great affirmation of the effectiveness of that poison.
With a powerful inhale, the chilling energy that had been lingering on the wound on the little boy's back instantly seeped into Alphonse's palm.
After confirming that he had absorbed all the energy and there was no residue left, Alphonse circulated his true energy around the little boy's body again before withdrawing his hand.
Normally, there isn't this opportunity to examine a magician's physical condition.
It's pretty much the same as what's recorded in that Summoner's Notebook.
Unlike battle aura, the core of magic is in the brain, or in modern terms, the pineal gland.
The feeling is also different from that of fighting spirit.
The little boy wasn't very strong.
He also touched the little boy all over his body.
Treatment requires palpation, which is perfectly reasonable!
This little guy, running off to the desolate mountains and forests in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, is probably a bit strange.
But he didn't have anything on him, except for his staff and a few thin clothes.
It can now be definitively confirmed that he has a penis, and he is not a girl.
The vital energy within the meridians has become restless.
In an instant, the dark element was expelled from the body and condensed in the palm of the hand, forming a bead the size of a fingernail.
It was entirely encased by an outer shell formed from true qi.
If we release it, will the dark element dissipate into the air?
It felt quite peculiar to have a magical element truly imprisoned in one's palm, making Alphonse reluctant to discard this bit of dark elemental poison.
The black bead in Alfonso's hand had already caught the attention of Mia and the others beside him, who all found it extremely strange.
In their minds, they all regarded Alphonse's magical skills as witchcraft.
Simon and Jeru had personally experienced the wonders of "true qi," a form of witchcraft, and the changes it brought them were no less significant than those from battle qi.
Alphonse pondered for a moment. His own true energy could absorb fire and water elements from the outside world, so could necromantic energy absorb dark elements?
The method for absorbing the aura of death was also developed by Yan Kuangtu, and it was entirely driven by the Innate Formless Divine Skill, so they can be considered to have the same origin.
Perhaps we can give it a try.
With a thought, Alphonse summoned a wisp of necromantic energy.
The moment the eerie, jet-black energy appeared in his palm, it was like a long tongue licking its prey; with a gentle flick, the black bead vanished instantly.
It actually works!
Alphonse was somewhat surprised.
However, the little boy did not wake up immediately after being detoxified.
Alphonse decided to give him another blow on his sleeping acupoint, making him sleep even more soundly.
Since we only know how to treat poisons, not injuries, we'll let him recuperate at the lord's manor for a while.
With his acupoints sealed, he will need to sleep for at least four hours before the seal is broken.
It was already late at night when we returned to Coldwind Territory.
Alphonse went straight to the herbal shop and called Dr. Hawke to bandage the little boy.
During the journey, only medication was applied and simple treatment was given; proper medical treatment is still needed.
Although Hawke's medical skills were not particularly outstanding, his technique for treating external injuries was still quite good.
Alphonse could tell that he was no longer as afraid of him as before.
Once the announcement of this year's tax exemption was posted, his reputation as the new lord improved considerably. He was no longer "the bastard Alphonse" but had become a benevolent lord.
When people walk around the territory, the bolder ones will greet them with a bow.
Mia simply had Jeru and Tessi take a few soldiers to transport the gold coins and Holy Snow Crystals they had brought back back to the lord's mansion.
The remaining soldiers were dismissed on the spot and went home.
The injured person has already received medical treatment in Blue Feather Territory and is not in serious condition.
(End of this chapter)