Chapter 1024: Chapter 579: The Star Spirit is Not a Spirit Chapter 1024: Chapter 579: The Star Spirit is Not a Spirit “Captain Logan, our Captain Wood is injured. You must save her—she said only you can do it!”
The soldier’s words made Logan jolt with surprise, and he imdiately stood up, his previously feigned simple expressions all dissipating as he asked earnestly.
“What happened to her? Is it a serious injury? Take to see her right now.”
The ntion of Snow Wood was no joking matter; there could be no delay.
Logan’s attitude also drew earnest attention from those around him.
The others exchanged glances and took up the concern in their conversation.
“Did sothing happen to Captain Wood? Let’s all go and have a look. Maybe we can help.”
The soldier didn’t dare say much, for he could feel that the two before him were extrely powerful, perhaps even more so than Logan.
The three followed the soldier to the military camp where Snow Wood was, but when they reached the outside of the camp, the soldier cautiously stopped Hilly Chen and Simmon Leaf.
“My apologies, but Captain Wood asked specifically for Captain Logan to treat her, so we cannot let anyone else in. Please understand.”
Their expressions changed slightly, not expecting so many rules in the Lower Realm.
But, after all, they were kin, and it wasn’t their place to say much, and perhaps Logan really did have so skills.
“But what if little brother Logan can’t heal her? Wouldn’t that an Captain Wood’s condition will only get worse?”
Simmon Leaf spoke up, making a point that was hard to argue with.
The soldier was at a loss upon hearing this.
Their priority was to heal Snow Wood first and then deal with other matters.
Just as Simmon Leaf had said, if Logan truly couldn’t cure the poison, keeping them out would indeed be causing a delay.
Logan glanced at Hilly Chen and Simmon Leaf, knowing they wouldn’t back down today until they were let in.
Considering he was still under their scrutiny, he thought for a mont and relented.
“It’s okay, let’s all go in together.”
With Logan’s consent, the soldier finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The two followed Logan into Snow Wood’s room, where she lay unconscious, her brow furrowed as if trapped in a terrible dream.
On her left shoulder was a wound pierced by a Demon Arrow, bloody and exuding Demonic Qi.
Just the sight of the wound made Logan realize there was no ti to lose.
Perhaps the Emperor had already intervened to keep her alive; otherwise, with that injury, there was no way she could have lasted the days she’d been unconscious.
His expression imdiately turned serious, and without regard for the two who were there to observe him, he commanded.
“I need an Alchemy Room for alchemy now. Please arrange it as fast as possible.”
The soldier didn’t dare delay and reported the matter to the Emperor.
As the ruler of the nation, the Emperor had countless Alchemy Rooms in his palace, and he quickly allocated one for Logan’s use.
Before Logan entered the Alchemy Room, the Emperor considerately asked if he needed any dicinal materials prepared.
Logan thought for a mont.
Having the palace prepare dicinal materials would be too ti-consuming; he already had plenty of Holy dicines for healing with him, so no materials were necessary.
“No need for that, but I must not be disturbed while I am creating the elixir, and if anything should happen to Miss Wood, I ask the Emperor to look after her until I can make the Antidote.”
With the Emperor’s promise, Logan entered the Alchemy Room alone.
He flipped his right hand, and a Feather Arrow, steadily coated with poison, appeared in the palm of his hand.
This was a poison Logan had never seen before, but he could sense that it was not one that could be easily resolved.
His alchemy Talent was extraordinary.
During his free ti, Nineteen had once given him a book, urging him to study the dical knowledge within, as it would be of use later.
But he had only read through a third of the book and hadn’t finished it.
Perhaps the book contained a thod to cure this poison, but now there was no ti to consult it.
As Logan wondered what to do next, a green cauldron in front of him slowly began to emit white smoke.
Next to him, it condensed into the form of a woman.
White Elizabeth’s long hair draped over her shoulders, and opening her eyes, she saw Logan holding an arrow in frustration, approached with curiosity.
She hadn’t expected the shock she would receive upon closer inspection.
The poison on that arrow was not from anywhere else; it was sothing she had seen in the Upper World.
“This poison is nad Seven-Day Soul Scattering Poison,” Elizabeth’s voice was cold as she spoke the na of the poison.
Yet that na sent a shiver through Logan.
He imdiately looked up at the woman beside him.
“Do you know where this poison cos from? Is there a way to break it?”
Seeing Logan’s anxious deanor, Elizabeth felt a tinge of discomfort and paused before speaking.
“I saw this poison in the Upper World once; the Demon Race seems to love using it. This poison can cause a person’s soul to scatter and never be reborn after just seven days.”
Elizabeth’s explanation alard Logan, but he quickly regained his composure, looking steadily at her.
“I believe that every poison in the world has an antidote, right? There must be one for this too.”
Elizabeth, unusually silent for a mont, looked intently at Logan.
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