The blood fire of the Senluo Hunter is naturally resistant to all strange and undying beings. The parts of Abek engulfed by the flas never sprouted new tentacles, and he finally stopped just calling out "Visas" and began to scream, as if he had finally felt pain.
He desperately rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flas on his body.
But before the Hunter’s fire devours everything, it is impossible to extinguish it.
Bai Wei watched him silently.
A few minutes later, he stopped struggling and turned into charcoal.
...
"Are you sure it’s Blood Healing?" After hearing Vic’s words, Ivana was full of disbelief, "Not Shared Voice?"
"Yes, it’s Blood Healing, not Shared Voice," Vic said.
"But how is that possible," Ivana said. "Blood Healing should be the least useful of all the Hunter techniques, because Hunters already have an extrely remarkable self-healing ability, and they don’t need to use blood to heal others."
After Ivana had displayed the four statues she rembered, she thought that Vic and Ade had gone to the Shared Voice statue half a month ago.
Although Shared Voice, like Blood Healing, is rarely chosen by Hunters as it’s not a combat technique, it indeed seed like a technique Vic, who has such a deep affection for Ade, would choose.
And considering Vic’s current condition, it could very likely be a side effect of Shared Voice.
But now Vic told Ivana that the choice he made half a month ago was not Shared Voice but Blood Healing.
"Are you really not mistaken?" Ivana couldn’t help but ask again.
"I’m certain!"
He rembered, half a month ago Vic said to him... no, he said to Ade.
"Ade and I are already in sync, we don’t need this additional technique," he said softly. "Instead, he saw that I... no, I saw that Ade had been unwell all along, so I wanted to obtain the Blood Healing technique to heal Ade."
Hearing Vic’s words, Ivana couldn’t help but widen her eyes, unable to speak for a mont.
Although from Vic’s previous account, Ivana already knew Ade had been unwell ever since arriving here, like being sick, she never thought Vic would choose his Hunter technique because of this.
What does this an?
They had worked so hard to co here, struggled so much to reach this place, and in the end...
"Holy Lady?" Vic asked cautiously, seeing Ivana’s frustrated expression, "Did I choose wrongly?"
Instinctively, Ivana wanted to say "Of course, do you know what you missed?"
But the words couldn’t co out of her mouth.
Because she thought of her grandmother.
"You didn’t choose wrongly," she said softly. "It’s just that you’re a bit silly."
"Huh?" Vic tilted his head, sowhat confused. "Isn’t silly the sa as wrong?"
"Perhaps," Ivana said. "But I don’t have the right to say you are, because I’m as silly as you."
Though she didn’t understand why Ivana called herself silly, Vic could clearly sense Ivana’s mood had improved, so he scratched his head and didn’t ask further.
"Since you’re sure you went to the Blood Healing Statue, do you rember what happened after?" Ivana asked, "Did you gain the ability to use Blood Healing?"
"Well... I can’t rember," Vic said with a bitter smile. "I can only rember a little bit each ti, just a little bit. Priest Ulu said, it’s because I haven’t reached the save, save..."
"Save what?"
"Save point."
"What does that an?"
"I don’t know," Vic shook his head. "Priest Ulu likes to say strange things, and he’s unwilling to explain."
"Alright," Ivana pondered for a mont, then said, "There’s a direct way to verify if you’ve gained the Blood Healing technique."
"What way?"
"See if you can heal ," Ivana rolled up her sleeve, revealing a fair arm, and fetched a sharp twig simultaneously. "I’ll hurt myself, and you’ll try to heal with your blood. If you really obtained the Blood Healing technique, your blood will make my wound heal quickly."
Vic was a bit stunned, "Is it necessary to do this? Why can’t we just go directly to the Blood Healing Statue?"
"The Blood Healing Statue is the furthest of the four statues, and since almost no Hunters seek this technique, the location passed down by word of mouth may not be accurate," Ivana said. "And most importantly, if you didn’t obtain the Blood Healing technique, it indicates a problem."
"What problem?"
"There’s a good chance that you and Ade encountered sothing on the way to the Blood Healing Statue," Ivana said seriously. "If that’s the case, then we need to consider more factors, and even take a detour, especially since Rhein Priest is no longer with us and we’re very afraid of accidents."
Vic hadn’t expected Ivana to consider so thoroughly, but he still hesitated, "But..."
"Don’t hesitate!"
To make Vic make up his mind, Ivana gritted her teeth and ruthlessly cut her wrist with the twig.
Blood imdiately began to flow.
"Alright, give blood," Ivana said to Vic, enduring the pain.
Seeing this, Vic had no choice but to cut his hand and let his blood drip on Ivana’s wound.
Then they both watched the wound intently.
But after a long ti, the wound not only didn’t heal, but because it wasn’t dealt with for a while, the bleeding increased.
"It seems useless," Ivana frowned. "So it ans you didn’t acquire the Blood Healing technique."
"It definitely isn’t," Vic said. "My Hunter’s Power was given to by Mr. Ryan, before that I knew nothing."
Ivana was dumbfounded, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"
Vic scratched his head, "You didn’t ask."
Ivana: "..."
Forget it, forget it.
She tore a corner off her clothing to wrap the wound.
During this, Vic said, "Or let help you treat it."
"Can you treat it?"
Vic nodded, then pointed to his outstretched tongue, "I can lick it for you, that way it won’t hurt."
"Uh..." Ivana was so confused by Vic’s thod that she didn’t know how to respond.
Spent too much ti with dogs? This guy really acts like a dog.
Did they really not choose Shared Voice?
Ivana was very doubtful.
But she didn’t dwell on it for long and instead looked up at the gradually darkening sky, saying softly, "Let’s not bother with aningless things, Blood Healing Statue or not, let’s head over now!"
Vic nodded repeatedly.
Just as he was about to follow Ivana, his own voice echoed in his mind again.
"Don’t co back."
"Ade."
...
The fire slowly extinguished, and the charcoal that had been burned by the fire appeared devoid of any vitality.
Yet Bai Wei didn’t leave, still watching quietly, as if waiting for sothing.
Who knows how long had passed, when suddenly the charcoal made a "crack" sound and trembled slightly, then like a baked sweet potato, it shook off the layer of black charcoal.
A fair hand extended from the black charcoal.
The hand was covered with mouths.
The mouths opened, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
Below the teeth were pairs of bewildered eyes.
"Pain..."
The mouths began to speak.
"It hurts..."
"Why..."
"Does it hurt so much..."
"Where am I..."
They started talking again until the eye in the palm saw its current form; after a mont of stupefaction, it let out a terrified scream.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Why have I... beco like this?!"
Seeing this, Bai Wei finally spoke again, "Looks like you’ve regained your sanity, Mr. Molar."
Upon hearing Bai Wei’s voice, the arm paused.
Then all the eyes looked over, staring fixatedly at Bai Wei.
"This voice, you are..."
His voice trembled.
"Hand Eye?!"
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