Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 447 - 412: The Tail of the Red Fir_2

It makes one want to vomit!

After withdrawing all the Spiritual Seagulls from the city, the two cautiously did not delve into the city. Instead, they spent most of the day carefully observing, finally choosing an inconspicuous small Divine Hall to enter.

However.

BOOM——

Only a moment later, the two had to retreat awkwardly.

"Hungry...hungry...hungry..."

Chasing relentlessly behind them was a massive monster made of flesh, bones, and organs, writhing like a wall of flesh.

The cyclic, monosyllabic words were not entering through their ears but were crazily flooding into their hearts through their skin, eyes, and even hair, bypassing auditory organs.

The nausea, a hundred times stronger than at the start, made both of their faces turn somewhat green.

"The Wall of Flesh, a beloved of the Ancient God, has a keen interest in all creatures with flesh.

This monster not only exists in the ruins of the Ancient God but is also widely distributed in the bizarre Spirit Realm."

While wind billowed underfoot, Moonstone took the opportunity to explain to Aiven once more.

"So, isn’t physical flesh non-existent in the Spirit Realm? Why does it keep chasing us?"

"Maybe it’s not just physical flesh but also various manifestations of flesh in the Spirit Realm. Nothing could whet their appetite more than an Extraordinary coming from the Material World."

Although unsure why, Aiven distinctly felt that Miss Moonstone today, though still proud, was much more talkative, often taking the initiative to resolve his doubts.

Could it be that I had misunderstood Miss Moonstone all along, and she was actually a cold-faced but warm-hearted good person?

However, Aiven quickly brushed off these messy thoughts.

His main concern now was that the commotion caused by the "Wall of Flesh" might lure out other monsters from the Divine Halls, which might exceed his handling capacity.

Therefore, Aiven decided to go all out to slay it as quickly as possible.

CLANG——

His longsword unsheathed, but this time, it wasn’t a sword staff, but a Lightning Sword, seemingly composed purely of electricity.

[Extraordinary Weapon: Lightning Rod!]

The base was a carefully selected extraordinary level hand half-sword from his war trophies, enchanted with thunder attributes to become an extraordinary longsword.

Although his accomplishments in proper Alchemy trailed his expertise in Biology,

he had now qualified to indulge in "Kuh-Golden" games reserved for the affluent.

By making up for technical deficiencies with gold, after several failures, he forcefully succeeded in transforming it into a finely crafted thunder-attribute extraordinary weapon.

Regarding the subpar prototypes for practice, he picked two decent quality ones and gifted them to his subordinates, "Life Tree Totem Warriors," Zinaro and Paka (only at Apprentice Level).

Such somewhat extravagant behavior was actually aimed at developing exclusive weapons for the "Life Tree Totem Warriors," to complement their inefficient life magnetic field.

It’s just that the quality of the products was too good, so Aiven kept them for himself.

However, given that Aiven had put so much effort and hard work into it,

the two people’s salaries and equipment costs combined had already put them in considerable debt to the Pirate Gang, requiring at least several years of work to repay.

Crackle....

Facing the Wall of Flesh rumbling toward him like a steamroller, Aiven gripped the sword with both hands, and a dazzling blue ring exploded around him.

The entire sword grew increasingly bright, and then...

BOOM!!!

Raging purple lightning exploded violently, snaking its way towards the enormous mass of writhing, disgusting flesh.

[Secret Technique: Thunder Mercury!]

This Secret Technique, now infused with the extraordinary energy of [Divine Power], was stronger than the Demon Master from the previous four Secret Techniques!

Owing to a special mysticism connection, the duo was destined to be natural allies, far more reliable than fickle human nature and loophole-filled contracts.

Thus, Aiven did not shy away from showing Miss Moonstone some of his swordsmanship and witchcraft.

As a strong burnt smell emanated,

the Wall of Flesh was silently reduced to charcoal amid the surging thunder light.

A page resembling human skin slowly fell into Aiven’s hand, inscribed with:

"Serafino Fragment"

It contained three witchcrafts: [Crafting Golden Honey Wine], [Summoning Cthugya], [Enchanted Whistle]

However, neither was particularly interested in such matters, as carelessly summoning the power of the Ancient God would be disastrous.

Wise men shun them.

Listening to the faint roars emanating from other halls, Aiven scratched his helmet:

"This kind of disturbance seems no small matter, let us retreat for now. This level area is still somewhat premature for us."

"Alright, the timing happens to align."

But by the time they had returned, the two adjoining beacon anchor grounds had silently vanished.

Another world shift had occurred during their exploration, meaning the anchor grounds had already swapped to another world.

Nonetheless, neither of them felt the slightest concern.

The duo walked side by side into the wildly chaotic rows of columns and halls in the city, though these were exceedingly contrary to human common sense, it seemed extraordinarily familiar to them.

Walking through a small doorway akin to a cellar, they arrived at a normally styled human lodge.

Crawling into a corner of the lodge’s fireplace, they emerged in a forest once more and sequentially entered a massive tree hollow.

By the time they saw the Spirit Realm Sun again, they had returned to the edge of the beacon anchor grounds they had left.

This was the magical function of the beacon, allowing one to instinctively find the way back to the outpost regardless of where one was in the Spirit Realm.

Aiven was about to bid farewell to Moonstone when she suddenly called out to him.

"Hold on!"

He saw Miss Moonstone take out a stone like a silver, pure moonlight.

Tossing it into the air, it hung there like the moon.

prol——

A clear radiance poured over the two like water, swiftly washing away the enigmatic whispers that had lingered in their ears ever since entering the eerie city, immediately easing their bodies.

This was the [Gem Witchcraft: Spiritual Purification] triggered by the Moonstone.

"Alright then, Mr. Red Fir, see you tomorrow!"

Understanding the value of such witchcraft in Spirit Realm Exploration, Aiven slightly bent forward and sincerely thanked:

"Thank you, Miss Moonstone, see you tomorrow!"

Watching Aiven’s back as he walked into Poseidya City, Olivia smiled like a mischievous fox with a plan succeeding. Although Spiritual Purification had numerous benefits, the traces it left behind were easily detectable by a caster.

A person’s characteristics were not solely confined to their physique and appearance; their speech, thought patterns, perspective, habits, and more are also crucial components.

Through continuous interaction with Aiven during today’s joint operation, the specially trained Olivia was already seventy to eighty percent confident.

But there was no need to guess further, as tomorrow would allow her to directly verify her conjecture!

"Haha, Mr. Red Fir is about to be caught by me, isn’t he?"