Igert gritted his teeth, enduring the intense pain, and tried to stabilize his constantly impacted spirit. Following Verafia’s instructions, he actively drove the Dou Qi in his body, attempting to cover the surging purple energy.
“Bones, flesh, and Dou Qi.”
The purple-black flame burned, and in an instant, Igert’s every drop of blood, and even the most basic material particles, were stained with an invisible energy will. The pain was like roaring waves.
At the same time, a corrosive but supremely powerful dragon blood will ruthlessly destroyed the flesh and blood within his body. The chilling frost intent reached his heart pulse, but the next moment, it was blocked by a completely different ice crystal magic.
He remembered Verafia mentioning that the blood of great dragons contained the power of “Dragon,” but for humans, before it could be an endless treasure, it was more like poison.
Magic power resembling Ophi’s Ice Dragon Blood surged from his blood, clearly intended to reduce the dragon blood’s corrosion. However, even so, the transmitted pain did not decrease at all; instead, it became more intense!
Igert almost broke his palm, but he summoned his spirit with great effort, forcing himself to remain conscious. He knew very well that if he succumbed now, the price would be eternal damnation.
“And, spirit…”
A terrifying will from the ancient wilderness thundered into his sea of spirit, incredibly ancient and distant, like the wings of a demonic dragon that blotted out the entire sky after devouring the darkness.
Suddenly, a cluster of golden flames ignited and fiercely collided with the vast will being poured in.
Intense ripples surged on the flames. In the fierce collision, tiny sparks were shattered into pieces, crushed and extinguished by the dark will that poured in like a tsunami.
Even so, the intense fluctuations almost made it difficult for Igert to maintain his will. And the pervasive, unbearable pain, like the tip of a knife suddenly quenched in ice after being scorched by fire, scraped across his body. Tens of thousands of mixed hot and cold, corrosive pains almost tore his soul to shreds.
However, Igert still gritted his teeth, operating the scattered and ignited Dou Qi in his body as Verafia had emphasized, and merged the roaring, surging magic power into his blood.
…
The moment Igert took the magic potion, Ophi, who was standing closest to him, felt a vast pressure surge towards her and quickly raised her hand to condense a layer of frost in front of her to block it.
When Ophi raised her eyes again, the ice shield she had placed in front of her had cracked.
The young man in front of her was already covered by an energy that even she felt was dangerous. His flesh and bones were burned to a crisp, and frost crystals formed on the exposed white bones. Under the surge of layers of magic power, granulation grew, and the flesh and blood that regrew was destroyed again.
“Verafia, this!”
Ophi felt Igert’s fluctuating life force and turned her head sharply, looking at the girl walking towards her side with great concern.
“Hmm, this magic potion, this young lady has never taken it either. But it should be a normal reaction.”
Verafia raised her eyes forcefully and looked forward. The runes carved on the magic crystal gem where the young man was sitting had already lit up, providing protection for Igert’s body and slowing down the wave-like impact of the magic potion’s energy within the young man.
The impact from Igert’s spirit and will was almost unbearable even for Verafia, forcing her to grit her silver teeth. At the same time, she cast a temporary spell to boost her spirit and kept her scorching gold pupils fixed on the various information transmitted by the young man’s body— Never relaxing.
Just as Verafia had said earlier, with Igert’s physique, forcibly using a magic potion whose rank far exceeded his was undoubtedly seeking death. Therefore, Verafia had also made a lot of preparations for this young man.
For Igert, the danger of taking “Spirit Breaking Blood” was primarily because, as the blood of a great dragon, it contained a powerful force that could transform people. At the same time, it was naturally fatally corrosive to the life force and bodies of lower-level creatures.
At that time, the young girl used the “Ice Lotus Karma Fire” obtained from Dofiraia, which had similar properties to Ophi’s dragon blood, to refine the magic potion with great effort. She also made many targeted rune countermeasures for the characteristics of Ophi’s dragon blood, which could at least ensure that Igert would not be instantly corroded into a pool of foul blood by the properties of the dragon blood.
—As for the will that directly impacted Igert’s spirit, Verafia also bore a considerable portion of it through the flame mark she had left on him.
Otherwise, with Igert’s Silver Rank, facing the mental impact that was not easy even for high-ranking Elves of Star Rank, even if his will were tougher, it would have been shattered into pieces the moment he made contact.
And the remaining part could only be borne by Igert alone…
Thinking thus, Verafia’s delicate brows suddenly furrowed slightly, revealing a hint of pain.
The ancient will that impacted from Igert’s sea of spirit like vast waves was clearly not easy for her either, and her delicate snowy cheeks showed a slight pallor.
“Sister?”
Flan, who was watching nervously beside her, noticed Verafia’s abnormality and couldn’t help but grab her dangling little hand.
Verafia gently shook her head at her. While motivating her magic, her pupils, which seemed to be illuminated by the golden moonlight, were raised to gaze at Igert.
The wild power contained in the magic potion ignited in Igert’s body. Like sharp and precise knife tips, it stripped away the young man’s flesh and blood, burning with destructive power; the accompanying life force stubbornly sprouted new granulation on his damaged body, but it was destroyed by even more ferocious power the next moment.
While continuously burning and destroying, Igert’s physical strength increased at a visible rate. Verafia lowered her eyes slightly, and the Dou Qi flowing like silver within the young man’s body was tinged with a hint of gold.
“No, this is still far from enough…”
Verafia frowned slightly and whispered.
Currently, the speed at which Igert’s life force and internal Dou Qi were being reconstructed was still unable to counteract the burning speed. It was likely that before the young man could elevate his life level and absorb the power within the dragon blood, he would be burned to ashes.
“Sister, you mean…” Flan, beside her, noticed Verafia’s actions and couldn’t help but raise her head anxiously. Verafia’s fingertips touched her jade-like wrist and she gently wiped it.
A small wound appeared on the girl’s wrist. A few drops of dark red, crystal-clear, jade-like blood floated up, instantly turning into a golden color. In its dignified and luxurious manner, it revealed an extremely nascent, blazing flame—a bright and vigorous power.
“Verafia, your blood… for Igert?” Ophi spoke after Flan. She quickly raised her head, guessing Verafia’s intention.
As Verafia’s blood, from the legendary immortal divine bird, also possessed the characteristic of “Nirvana in Flames.”
Unlike the effects of ordinary life divine power acting directly on life and the body, the vitality endowed by the girl’s flames, instead, re-ignited completely new life after complete destruction.
For the current Igert, even if he were given more life force out of nowhere, it would only be destroyed and consumed continuously. It would be better to do as Verafia did.
“The inextinguishable fire that Sister mentioned, can this phoenix also do it…?”
Seeing the blood on Verafia’s delicate fingertips turn pure gold, Ophi tilted her head, thinking of her sister, Fraria.
The Ice Dragon Girl couldn’t help but raise her frost blue eyes. Just the aura from the blood suspended on the girl’s fingertips made her feel a trace of fear.
