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Chapter 1106 - 437: They Have a Good Understanding as a Group

Chapter 1106: Chapter 437: They Have a Good Understanding as a Group

...I knew you could heal me, but I didn’t know the healing would come so quickly!

The wanderer was instantly shocked.

The priestly healings he had experienced were all contact-based. It required the priests to perform a sacred ceremony while they touched the wounds after the battle, and then the wounds would slowly heal amidst a tingling, slightly itchy, and warm sensation.

Of course, compared to the treatments by the Pharmacists and Alchemists, this was already very, very good... Yet he still grossly underestimated the value of this Fifth Power Level healer.

He didn’t even feel any pain, and such a crippling wound was already instantly healed!

...By this logic, if his head were chopped off, could it still be reattached?!

When the wanderer sensed danger earlier, the opponent should have been aiming for his heart. If he hadn’t retreated in time, that strike would have split him in two — especially cutting his heart in half.

If it were that kind of injury, he probably couldn’t be saved.

After all, attaching limbs and sewing up internal organs are not surgeries of the same degree...

But by luring out the enemy, the wanderer’s task was basically completed. His teammates had already reacted in the first instance and followed up.

Miss "Doll" extended her slender fingers and pointed in the air. The "Darkness" that permeated the pitch-black narrow corridor was drawn into the void like being sucked into a vortex. And the corridor revealed its true appearance.

Unlike the dilapidated exterior, the inside was brightly lit.

The narrow corridor, revealed after the door was opened, suddenly became spacious.

Inside, it was like a royal garden, filled with various bizarre but slightly aesthetic greenery. They seemed to have endured the passage of long time, merely stagnating in growth.

And the corridor that originally appeared to be less than ten meters wide suddenly expanded to over forty meters wide.

However, on both sides of the originally ten-meter-wide "fake corridor," there were two rows of luminous gemstone plate lights. They looked like glowing advertisements of Star Antimony, but seemed to be some sort of lighting fixtures. They also had the ability to induce illusions, making people think the area beyond was a wall.

And the invisible guards became visible—

They were composed of gemstones, numbering four. Red, green, blue, and yellow.

Roughly, they seemed to have human-like shapes.

They looked like humanoid guards wearing splendid armor and full-enclosed helmets.

But their joints were floating—light spheres engraved with runes hovered in the joints of their arms and legs, with the glow merging with the gemstone bodies on both sides, outlining a vague silhouette like transparent ice blocks submerged in water.

They were some sort of constructs! An unknown type of Puppet Guards!

The one that attacked the wanderer just now was the red guard.

Its left arm was a sharp claw, with four talons. On the arm, it wore a complex and ornate small round shield, while the right arm was made of a luminous crystal—capable of shooting a scalding and sharp light blade from the forearm. This was the thing that nearly sliced the wanderer in two!

Typically, invisibility only lasts until someone else is interfered with or aware of a presence. But even after the invisible guard chopped off the wanderer’s arm, it still didn’t reveal itself... If it weren’t for "Doll" lifting the illusions, they might never have caught any trace of these invisible guards!

They could also enter the "wall" at any time, hiding behind the light panels to make attacks. And their attacks couldn’t penetrate that nonexistent "wall"...

While the wanderer was still daydreaming, the Temple Guardian Monk "Mu" advanced instead of retreating, charging forward!

His speed was incredibly swift. In an instant, he leaped across a distance of several meters in one step!

Yet such astonishing speed didn’t stir up a storm or a sharp whistling sound of tearing through the air. Instead, it was like a gentle breeze, leaving no trace, utterly silent!

Mu leapt to the forefront of the crowd in one step and then opened his mouth.

The Lion’s Roar enhanced by [Silent Meditation] was instantly released.

Roar——!

Just like the roar of a lion, an overwhelming sound wave surged in.

The crowd with their backs to Mu felt that thunder-like roar almost stop their hearts, their minds, and actions momentarily frozen.

In front of Mu formed a tangible golden Brahma wave—

The four invisible guards were heavily suppressed, like people struggling to move forward amidst a typhoon.

The invisible pressure made their bodies tremble backward, retracting, their limbs twisting and emitting slight fractures.

Meanwhile, spells from two spellcasters had already been prepared.

In front of Sine’s Magic Wand, a blue array was gradually constructing. He slightly pointed forward with the wand, and the array dispersed like ripples.

Suddenly, the deep-red Puppet Guard immediately froze without any warning, and under the continuous tremor of the Lion’s Roar, it abruptly cracked and shattered!

Zhu Tang meanwhile held a puppet doll in each hand, pushing a long nail steadily into each doll’s chest and abdomen with his thumbs. These were clearly hollow mortises and tenons, yet they seemed to have an intense resistance.

He chanted continuously, suppressing their movements. Even so, his thumbs trembled ceaselessly and increasingly intensely. But he pressed on until they turned white, never letting go.

Both the green and blue Puppet Guards also seemed pinned to the spot by nails, frozen in place, immobile. Only the blue-green luminescence on them flashed frantically.

Only the yellow guard could still move normally.

It was the only guard not equipped with a shield, its dual fists extremely heavy.

When Mu’s Lion’s Roar ceased, the glow on the Puppet Guards had dimmed significantly. Yet they had not completely lost their power—covered in yellow armor, the guard leaped forward vigorously, while Mr. Mu similarly swung his fist at it.

One punch, two punches—accompanied by the sound of breaking stone and squealing steel. The Puppet Guard’s body seemed to be corroded and shattered by the force of the Lion’s Roar, with greatly reduced defensive power. As they exchanged blows, every punch took chunks of debris off it.

On the contrary, Mr. Mu’s body was as solid as gold. Even when struck by those heavy fists, emitting a loud thumping sound like a heavy object hitting the ground, he remained silent, his steps unmoved.

Yet the ground beneath him cracked open with numerous fissures on its own.

With each earthen-yellow punch from the Puppet Guard landing on Mr. Mu, a few meters away, tiles on the ground cracked and shattered out of nowhere, large chunks flying meters into the air, smaller bits soaring even higher!

One man and one puppet stood still, exchanging punches this way. Neither dodged nor blocked. Every punch was delivered with full force—what differed was that the Puppet Guard continually spewed debris, while Mr. Mu’s tattered hemp robe kept losing bits of fabric from his upper body,

Every four or five seconds, there was a sudden flash of radiance on Mr. Mu’s body, keeping him in the best condition.

When that healing radiance appeared for the third time, the robust ancient puppet had already been reduced to mere scrap metal. Yet it only slowed down significantly; it continued to attack Mr. Mu resolutely, never changing targets, never backing an inch.

Meanwhile, the green puppet had been dismantled into fragments on the ground by Little Cat. She held a larger-than-her-fist olive-shaped green gemstone in hand, seriously examining something.

Sine had already prepared a second spell—he seemed to have grasped a basic understanding of these puppets’ construction, so the second spell, merely by observing the array, was much simpler than the first and prepared much faster.

A few azure light pieces abruptly materialized in the air, stabbing into the blue puppet fixed by the ritual, which couldn’t move. They then gradually shrank, seemingly melting inside. It then erupted with a burst of flames, spontaneously disintegrating.

Once the surrounding three puppets had been dismantled by the team, Mr. Mu took a deep breath and stepped back.

At this moment, the earthen-yellow broken puppet did not pursue further.

Instead, it seemed to become clear-headed, with azure light flickering in its eyes, seemingly analyzing something.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded, as a streak of lightning shot out from the wanderer’s gun-holding right hand, firing enchanted bullets that exploded on the Puppet Guard!

Seizing the chance, Mr. Mu extended his hand forcefully, holding horizontally in the void. A golden beam stretched from both ends, forming a transparent stick like glazed glass.

Gripping tightly with both hands, he swung the stick fiercely and skillfully in succession, continuously pushing back the earthen-yellow puppet.

Another gunshot interrupted the Puppet Guard’s attempt to counterattack!

At this very moment, one end of the stick condensed into a sun-like flat wheel—appearing both mighty and ferocious.

It rotated like a buzzsaw, chopping down ever heavier under Mr. Mu’s force, disintegrating the last Puppet Guard into a pile of scrap metal completely!

Mr. Mu released his grip slightly, and the weapon in his hand dissolved into light particles that dispersed in the air.

He turned back, clasping his hands to silently bow to Aiwass, clearly resuming a meditative state to gather strength for the next Lion’s Roar.

Even though he didn’t speak, Aiwass understood what he meant—nothing more than thanking Aiwass for healing him.

Though Mr. Mu seemed heroic and invulnerable without a thread of fracture or bone breaks and blood loss under those demolition-team-like attacks... In Aiwass’ right-eye view, Mr. Mu’s life force was flickering intensely. Evidently, every attack caused considerable damage to Mr. Mu’s body, he just "endured" them.

—Yes, Aiwass’ right eye still possesses special vision.

Currently, his two eyes appear to be of the same color, having been altered with the suggestion and assistance of Cardinal Galatea—using an Illusion Technique to blur Aiwass’ face into another similar but different person, and making the different colored eyes look uniform.

After all, Aiwass’ appearance was too well-known, easily recognized.

Moreover, having no vision in his right eye might stay in someone’s mind—lacking part of normal vision, meaning his right side would become a blind spot.

To ensure safety, Cardinal Galatea didn’t let Aiwass reveal this secret and always stood by Aiwass’ right side for protection.

Aiwass’ right eye could see Angels, see souls, and see the residual Path Power, and precisely determine from which Paths they came. But its most useful feature was seeing a person’s life force.

In other words, it could see "health bars."

—This is the most useful ability for a healer!

Aiwass looked at the others and said, "You don’t need to worry in battle, if you’re injured just leave it to me."

He was quite pleased with these temporary teammates.

Even though it was their first cooperation, and their relationships weren’t great, he didn’t expect them to coordinate so well in battle!