But the facts in front of her told her that in a short period of time, the young man in front of her not only knew the formula of the poison, but also found a way to crack it.

Before the woman could deny it in despair, she felt another heavy punch in her lower abdomen.

"Woo, woo!" the woman had her chin off and couldn't speak, but her strong desire to survive made her involuntarily cry out for mercy, but no one understood.

Another three minutes of desperate torment, the woman had never wanted to pass out so much, but she was so excited that all the physical pain and the tremors from the soul were clearly transmitted to her mind.

This time, the stench in the air was so great that the woman forgot even about her shame, and only convulsed and rejoiced that she had finally survived the hellish three minutes.

She gasped for breath, not daring to look at Philip, her eyes closed, and her whole body was wet and steaming, as if she had just been fished out of hot water.

Philip continued to speculate: "As for the third option, I really can't guess it, maybe it will make the muscles atrophy?"

He guessed one randomly, staring closely at the woman's face, trying to judge his guess from the micro-expressions on it.

Soon, he punched the woman twice again.

"Looks like I guessed wrong. ”

The woman's emotions completely collapsed, she curled up frantically, and her mouth was screaming even louder.

The double pain made her think of giving up, giving up revenge, giving up resistance, giving up life, as long as she could keep this demon from torturing her anymore, she was willing to give up everything.

So, when Philip opened his mouth again to guess, the woman's eyes widened suddenly, her dark gray eyes gave a strange look, and she struggled to get out of her mouth that was constantly drooling, and said vaguely: "Wosuo, Wo Doushuo." ”

Philip let go of his clenched fist in the woman's frightened eyes and smiled coldly: "I'll only give you one last chance, if you dare to deceive me, your end will be worse than death."

This is the temple, the most deeply studied place in the world, I don't know if you believe in God or not, and which god you believe in.

But please believe that I will definitely have a way to make your soul return to nothingness after death, and you will never be able to enter reincarnation. ”

The woman nodded weakly.

Just in case, Philip attached her jawbone, but his hand didn't leave and kept pinching her face.

As soon as the woman has the slightest movement, she will take it off again.

The woman may have been really scared, she retched a few times, and said intermittently: "The last effect of the drug is not destruction, but... Rather, it enhances the body's metabolism... speed, inhibition of the blue virus brought by the by... Function.

Otherwise, the body's self-protection mechanisms will... It will make the poisoned fall into suspended animation, prolonging... The duration of a long viral flare-up.

What I say is true, trust me... No... Don't fight anymore. ”

It took the woman a full minute to finish speaking, and Philip stared into the woman's eyes to determine whether she was saying true or false.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to lie after all, no matter how true a woman's words are, it must be combined with Monica's judgment to finally determine.

"Where's the antidote?"

When the woman was caught, no antidote was found on her, not even this poison.

The woman also gasped at this time, and explained in a panic: "This virus is called Desperate Situation, and there is no antidote. I also prepared the poison through someone else's hand, and I lost two of my men for it. ”

Naturally, Philip didn't believe the woman's words, took off her chin again, and punched her hard several times.

Five minutes later, the saliva from the woman's mouth flowed down in strings like beads with broken threads, and the look in her eyes was a little sluggish, as if she had been stupid.

But even so, she still begged and begged, explaining that she really had no cure.

Although he still refused to believe it, Philip couldn't wait, and there were still two people in the family waiting for news from him.

In desperation, he let the woman go for the time being, went outside, and told Leonardo the news.

"Trouble the teacher, that woman may seek death, don't close her chin. Philip instructed.

Leonardo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go back quickly, Monica's surgery was successful, and the news will help."

As for this place, rest assured, this is a temple. ”

Philip nodded, and immediately rode Natalie back home, fortunately, Natalie was not at the scene when she was attacked today, otherwise there would have been one more innocent victim.

It's just that no one noticed that it was still the smile and resentment in the eyes of the seemingly unconscious woman in the interrogation room.

As if sensing the anxiety in the heart of her partner, Natalie ran fast, and the crisp sound of horses' hooves echoed in the dark city, causing many people to be frightened and speculated.

"That's the thing, you take a break, I'll go see them first. ”

Philip gave the news to Priest Monica in detail, but he didn't rush it, and she had two surgeries in succession, and her face was not very good now.

Monica shook her head, saying she hadn't heard of the poison, but she was interested in Philip's ability to detect and overcome the virus.

"Whether the third virulence is like the woman said, you can restrain this virus is something to be happy and learn from.

Can you elaborate on that? Maybe it will help their condition, or at least it will take fewer detours. ”

Philip nodded, and said with a solemn face: "This has something to do with my spiritual power characteristics, and I also ask Priest Monica to help me keep it secret."

I don't know how to explain it, but when the virus reached my atrium, I could clearly perceive that they were an eight-legged spider-like entity, very active.

But after touching my spiritual power, not only did it not continue to multiply and grow, but it died rapidly and decreased. ”

"How much of your spiritual power has been depleted?" Monica asked.

Philip knew what she wanted to ask, frowned and thought for a moment, and replied, "Only a few things, which have no effect on my awakening and the transfer of spiritual power. ”

Monica's eyes lit up, and she held her chin in her hand and thought about it for a long time before continuing: "Now I have an idea, maybe I can help the two of them, but it will cause some damage to your spiritual power.

I hope you can discuss it with your family, and if you agree, I will arrange the procedure as soon as possible. ”

Philip hurriedly replied: "No need to discuss, I agree, no matter what the cost, I am willing." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Brad's exclamation, "Philip!"

Brad's face was also a little haggard, first smiling apologetically at Priest Monica, and then eagerly pulling Philip aside.

"I know you're in a hurry, but it's too risky, so I'd better wait a little longer, maybe tomorrow I'll find an antidote or a safer solution.

Didn't that Murphy already bring it back?

This morning, his spiritual power will be restored, and it will be ......."

For Brad, too much was expected of Philip.

Although the three injured people are also his family, if it is possible to hurt his little grandson, he would rather come forward to be this villain, even if he sacrifices the three people, he must ensure that his grandson is foolproof.

It's not just for Philip, it's for the family.

But before he could finish speaking, Philip hugged Brad's majestic body and whispered in his ear, "Grandfather, believe me, I'll be fine."

When I faced Priest Monica just now, I wasn't telling the truth.

In fact, the situation is much better than I said, not only did this desperate virus do me no harm, but even a little good.

It's just that I can't reveal my last secret in front of them.

Please trust me, okay?"

Listening to Philip's words, Brad was stunned for a moment, and he looked at his little grandson suspiciously, as if to distinguish whether his words were true or false.

In the end, he was still not at ease, shook his head and refused: "Let's wait a little longer, there are not a few hours before sunrise." ”

Philip smiled bitterly, knowing that this would be the case, and he had already known that he would throw Brad in the temple.

In desperation, he could only adopt the method of saving the country with a curve, and said to Brad: "My words are true, believe me, grandpa."

Growing up, when have you ever seen me make a loss-making trade.

And lying there was my mother, and my woman, and Grandpa Barton, who watched me grow up.

If I choose to run away for my own benefit today, then in the future I may once again give up my family because of selfishness, and such strength is meaningless.

My father is coming back, and if he asks me, how would I answer as a son of man?

No matter how many years later, when I ask myself, I will be tormented by the pain of guilt and remorse.

It will even cause demons and lose the opportunity to continue to be promoted. ”

Philip's words were sincere and at the same time reasonable, and Brad grabbed the mustache from his chin and walked up and down the ground, hesitating.

Philip struck while the iron was hot, and he said, "If you still don't believe me, then start with Grandpa Barton, who is the least injured, and you can stand behind me all the time, and let Priest Monica check on me at any time."

If you were in my situation and grandma was lying in bed, what would you do?"

Brad recalls all the ups and downs of so many years, when Jane and Barton stood behind him and accompanied him through countless difficulties.

Barton, in particular, was like his shadow, dedicating his life wholeheartedly to the Snape family and to him.

After hesitating for a quarter of an hour, he finally clenched his fists, looked at Philip, and said solemnly: "If you encounter any problems, stop immediately."

The Snape family could not afford to lose another man. ”

Philip was overjoyed, nodded quickly, and assured, "Don't worry, I promise you, you will see with your own eyes the day I am promoted to Paladin." ”

With that, he ran to the room and informed Priest Monica of the situation.

The principle of Monica's plan is simple, which is to replace the blood and channel the poisonous blood from Barton's body into Philip's body.

Although this is just a process of continuous dilution, it may not be possible to replace all the toxins in principle, but it is much stronger than it is now.

As for the question of blood type matching, Monica has her own way, and there is no need for Philip to worry about it.

The purple-red venous blood was stored in a sealed jar through a rubber-like tube before being infused into Philip's body.

In the same way, Philip's other arm also has a tube attached to an identical jar, on top of which is a dark green stone, forming a complete circuit.

It wasn't until Monica put her hands on the green artifacts inlaid with two jars and recited the obscure divine language that the ceremony of replacement officially began.

Philip was young and strong, so his blood flowed back a lot faster than Barton's, and Monica felt the level of the plasma in the jar and fine-tuned it.

Philip closed his eyes and was engrossed.

In the spiritual sea where his spirit core was located, as Barton's blood entered his body, some tiny creatures in the shape of an octopus continued to converge towards his two spirit cores.

Naturally, he didn't tell Monica the truth, because many of his secrets simply couldn't be explained.

But he didn't tell the truth to Brad either, because this method is still harmful after all, just not much.

Those octopus-like desperate viruses were all too familiar to him, because except for the two more tentacles, they were exactly the same monsters he encountered when he first turned into a soul light cluster in his previous life.

If it was a coincidence, he didn't believe it.

However, the examples of Leonardo and Yun'er did not surprise him too much.

With the infusion of plasma, there were more and more blue desperate viruses in his spiritual sea.

Although Barton was the least injured, after more than ten hours of reproduction and division, the number had become very large, dense, like a blue ocean.

One can imagine how serious the situation of Catherine and Yun'er, who were seriously injured, was.

Compared to them, Philip's spirit core has a unique advantage, that is, the crystal-like spirit membrane wrapped around the spirit core.

The existence of this spiritual membrane has greatly inhibited the speed at which these tiny viruses enter, although it cannot be accurately counted, but according to Philip's estimate, only one or two can survive for every 100 entered.

Even if there is only one left, the vitality has been greatly reduced, as if it has been seriously damaged, and the ability to continue to multiply has almost been lost, and only one in a dozen or so.

The most important thing is that the encounter between the blue and green spirit cores is completely different.

Most of the desperate viruses have gathered outside the green spirit core, as if they have encountered natural enemies, and they are very afraid of the blue spirit core.

Only a few who happened to land near here were in a panic and got on the blue spiritual membrane, but they couldn't leave, just like stickers on mosquitoes in summer.

And in stark contrast to the green spirit membrane, so far, almost none of the desperate viruses have been able to enter the inside of the blue spirit membrane.

Even Philip faintly felt that as more and more desperate viruses died outside the blue spirit membrane, the speed at which the blue light nucleus was circling became slower and slower, as if a part of the energy had been consumed.

At the same time, the energy rich in those desperate viruses did not disappear completely, but as they disappeared, the extremely weak spiritual power was fed back into the green spirit core little by little through the chain connecting the two spirit cores.

The trace of spiritual power that the green spirit core was devoured was slowly made up.

Such a result gave Philip a hint of speculation and ecstasy, and it was the reason why he so boldly agreed to the replacement of blood.

What he needs to do now is how to guide the desperate virus out of the green light core and into the arms of the blue light core.

He had already tried this in the temple before, and had achieved very desirable results, but he was more proficient at the moment.

As his mind turned, the spiritual membrane wrapped around the blue spirit core disappeared for just a few seconds, and those desperate viruses left the hard green bone one after another, like piranhas that smelled blood, and swarmed towards the bare blue spirit core.

When the number reached a certain scale, with Philip's order, the crystal-like blue spirit film appeared again.

On this point, Philip had done many tests and exercises, and originally he thought that the spirit membrane appeared out of thin air at a certain distance outside the spirit core.

But it turns out that the spirit mask can appear in any way he wants.

For example, now, with the blue spirit core as the center of the circle, the spirit membrane instantly opened from the inside out, blocking all the desperate viruses from the outside and strangling them one by one.

After that, the process is repeated over and over again.

This is a contest of speed, and Philip did not have full confidence in this before.

Because he wasn't sure what the ratio of the speed of his strangulation and the speed at which the desperate virus would multiply in Barton's body.

But now, half an hour later, with no virus present outside of the Green Spirit Core, Philip can finally say with confidence that he has succeeded.

This shows that his spirit core is like a cake with an enticing aroma, attracting all the desperate viruses in Barton's spirit sea, even if the process is slow, but it is very certain.

In order to consolidate the effect, Monica consulted Philip for another quarter of an hour, but the blue octopus seemed to have disappeared completely, and never appeared again.

Philip was a little uneasy, afraid that these viruses would gather on Patton's grandfather's spirit core, so he deliberately persisted for another quarter of an hour, until Monica's persuasion, he stopped.

During the entire treatment process, Philip silently estimated that the volume of his green spirit core had increased by about three thousandths, which were all transferred from Barton's spirit core, but there were no side effects.

That miraculous desperate virus unselflessly acted as a porter and cheapened Philip.

Upon examination, Philip was in very good condition, especially in mental condition, unusually full, without any signs of malaise.

And Barton's condition also stabilized, and after Monica's spell, he gradually woke up.

Brad and Jane, who had been guarding the side, looked at the old man's gray hair, and finally felt a little relieved, and Jane even cried with joy.