3rd month and 12 days:

There was a task to answer. A group of pilgrims, young and old, women and children, were coming from the south, and they were separated from the camp by a large river infested with water ghosts and a dark forest inhabited by widows and giant spiders, and they needed to be escorted.

The silk glands of the adult widow spider are one of the main materials of the "Pleasure Witch" potion, so the additional task of this mission is to help a Scout Miss who has already digested the "witch" potion to get a widow spider, she is an Olympic-level stealth expert, and she is better than some demon wolves when it comes to blending into the darkness, and Medici is very optimistic about her.

It was supposed to be a relaxing hospitality and hunting trip.

It's a pity that life has no ifs.

The blood and charred flesh of the four chambers mixed into a suffocating smell, and Medici carried his sword as he walked through the razed woods, and he was in a bad mood at the moment, because the damned demon had followed the group of pilgrims for half a month, quietly planting emotional seeds in the hearts of many people, and then detonating them when the warriors came to pick them up. Several of the Red of War elite were killed as a result of this, as they were attacked by the women and children behind them while swinging their swords at the demons - hell, the brutes clearly saw that the warriors were not wary of women and children! Especially those young lads!

"Ravenna, how's this guy doing?!"

"This kid's situation is not optimistic!" The Blood Demigod covered her face with a silk scarf to ward off the still spreading sulfur vapor, but her frowning brow still exposed her anxiety, "Most of the trauma is not life-threatening to the Sage of Sequence 3, but the poisonous smoke inhaled has weakened his bodily functions, and the most troublesome thing is the curse in him, this shape is very similar to the one on yours, maybe it comes from the same demon's hand......" Ravenna gasped and hissed, "Bring the Sun Holy Water!" The purer the better! ”

"Gotta save him." Medici lowered her voice and said, "This is the will of my Lord!" ”

Ravenna shuddered, the voice of the red angel reminding her of the clanging of swords.

Thoth lay in a pile of red, white and white gauze, his abdomen and thighs were covered with black and red burns, some of which began to peel off and regrow pink flesh, but some of them gradually carbonized as if they had lost their vitality - and the denser the black, the closer to his shoulder, the half of his right shoulder was blasted into an irregular gap, and out of the white bone slag, a bit of flesh trembled and followed the lifeless arm, and dense black cracks spread from the wound in the shoulder, spreading to the neck, chest, and abdomen...... It's like a web that strangles life.

It hurt, his whole body ached, his eyes were so smoky with the sulfur vapor that he couldn't open at all, his throat was so smoky that he couldn't speak—even his big breath became a knife-swallowing torment, and the wound on his shoulder gave him a very bad feeling...... Thoth mobilized his spirit and sketched out the wound in his mind, and found that the flesh was crumbling in a subtle and sinister way, peeling off like cinders, and if this trend was not stopped, I am afraid that the heart would turn into a puddle of black powder.

"Are you going to die......

The sun's holy water was smeared on the wound in his shoulder, and a wisp of white smoke rose like some wonderful chemical reaction, and Thoth let out a beastly howl, and the dark shackles rose to hold him in place.

"No, it can't stop there...... There are still people saving me, and I want to ...... Do something! ”

"My hand...... It must have been scrapped, right? Is there any way to keep it? Think fast ......"

In the midst of his life-and-death struggle, he saw a foreign scene: the beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth hesitated by the bridge, and the samurai on a tall horse asked her to ride with her. In an instant, Hongyan turned into a demon, and the woman grabbed the samurai's hair bun and tried to take it away, but the samurai drew his sword out of the sheath and slashed it with his backhand, and actually cut off the arm.

The samurai knew that he had hit the ghost, and presented the broken arm to the head of the house, who ordered the onmyoji to divinate the ghost hand and warned the samurai to keep the taboo for seven days, but on the sixth day, the samurai's nurse suddenly visited, and the samurai broke the taboo and met her.

"Ah, isn't that my arm?"

The woman grabbed her arm and rode away without a trace.

"The Ancestor is above, what the hell ......is this?!"

Ravenna was stunned by what she saw: the damage to the body from the curse had stopped, but it was not so much the solar water that had taken effect, but the injury had been twisted into something else. And the right arm, which was almost incompatible with its owner, began to twitch, and black veins and red tissues sprouted from the section, surging up to the bone-revealing shoulder—not even a drug that promotes the regeneration of the body could have caused such a remarkable and rapid change, because the process was supported by something more abstract, older, and ineffable! Half a minute later, both the severed arm and the curse were resolved...... Or maybe it has become a hidden danger with infinite harm.

The newborn's arms, with their red skin and jet-black claws, resemble demonic hands fished out of a pool of hell's blood, exuding an aura of filth and depravity.

"Do you use the severed arm as a container for the curse...... He was more determined than I thought. ”

In the dazzling white light stood a tall and straight figure, and an angel with red hair and black armor knelt on one knee before him.

"Medici, he's been in your barracks for more than two months, what do you think of him?"

"As you commanded, I hold him to the strictest standards, and make him a warrior strong enough to defend himself—and of course he himself is working in this direction. Due to the rarity of the extraordinary characteristics of the Angel level, most people will be in a state of 'stagnation' after being promoted to Sequence 3 due to the hopelessness of promotion. Medici paused, "But he is not limited by his personality and is always striving for improvement." ”

"Even with his strange magic, he never slackened his physical training; If you can't have the steel body of a hunter, you will find a way to unload your strength to reduce your damage; If magic can't hit the enemy effectively, he uses his sword to bleed the enemy - he values his abilities as a 'martial arts scholar' and tries to use the weapons he makes in combat. Sensing that the creator was in a good mood, Medici couldn't help but tease: "Although he is a voyeur, he has a strange obsession with melee combat. ”

The Creator chuckled softly, "And what is his greatest flaw in your opinion?" ”

"He's not bold enough." Medici said decisively, "In other words, a bit of a bit of a merciful excesse—while kindness is a character you admire, it hinders his sword-wielding movements on the ever-changing battlefield." ”

"Specifically?"

"He was seriously injured this time because he was caught by a tainted child from behind while dealing with the demon, but even though he knew something was wrong, he still wanted to protect the child - and the result was that the child exploded because he couldn't bear the demon's desire, and the implied curse was sown on him through splashing bodily fluids."

"Keep exercising him." The Creator sighed, and finally said, "Temper his body, and temper his heart, that he may see more suffering, and that he may see the madness of this world." ”

"He has the eyes of a voyeur, and he is destined to know the truth of this world."