Chapter 72 [Silver Sacred Artifact]
The silver wolf was subdued, and the spider monster Irubek also crawled down from the ceiling. He said to Ryan in a helpless tone: "Let him go... He won't go berserk again."
The old man nimbly lifted Basel up with his eight legs and checked him over. He sighed and said, "Ah... It seems that the silver holy weapon has caused the hormone secretion disorder in his body, which has caused the miscalculation of the amount of tranquilizer..."
Ryan shrugged without comment, then let go of Bazel who was pressing down on him.
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Soon, Basel, who was only left with a pair of tattered shorts, slowly woke up.
He looked around the messy laboratory with a weak face, then looked at the old man with a dark face. He vaguely guessed something and asked with a little lack of confidence: "Doctor, what's wrong with me?"
"You still dare to ask?!"
Upon hearing this, Irubek said angrily, "You damned fellow, you just went berserk! You made a mess of my lab!"
Ryan, who was standing by, was also confused when he heard the tone.
This old guy is pretty good... He gave all the “Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters” a scolding, without giving them any face at all?
He thought that what he would see next was Bazel flipping the table, grabbing the old man by the neck, and then shouting in a bandit-like tone: "How dare you, an old man, talk to me in that tone?!"
Unfortunately, things did not develop in the same way as Ryan expected.
Basel's attitude seemed more humble than expected, even a little flattering.
"ah?"
He looked at the furious Irubek and weakly suggested: "I'll pay..."
"Compensation for nothing!"
But before he could finish his words, the old man interrupted him and said angrily: "I know that you, the leader of the White Wolf Phantom Thieves, are rich, but these instruments cannot be bought on the market! Many of them are custom-made equipment that I brought out from the Omar Royal Academy of Sciences. It is not certain that the Omar Empire can even make a second one!"
Hearing this merciless scolding again, Ryan was really stunned.
This old man may have weak fighting ability, but his status in the martial arts world seems to be much higher than I expected!
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Bazel, one of the "Ten Legends", lost all his temper when being scolded, and did not show any of the domineering look that Ryan had seen at Storm Lake before.
This also puzzled Ryan.
At the beginning, this werewolf boss was able to remain calm when being besieged by a group of strong men of the same level. Now, he is so polite to an old man who he could have killed with just one finger. He is as impassive as a Husky with its tail between its legs?
What on earth has this guy been through during this period of time? Could it be that he has been tortured by this old man's research and his personality has been distorted and his morals have been corrupted?
Irubek didn't want to pay any more attention to him, nor did he talk about compensation. He turned around and said angrily: "Bazel, I have done what I promised you. I don't owe you any favors. You can leave now!"
When Bazel heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked hurriedly: "But Doctor, my injury..."
Irubek said without any hesitation, "It's hopeless!"
Hearing this, Bazel's face suddenly turned ugly, and he said with difficulty: "Doctor, you...are not serious?"
“I’m serious!”
Although Irubek was furious, his tone was serious . He said, "I have cured all your other injuries, except for the [Silver Holy Weapon]. I'm sorry I can't do anything about it. It is a holy weapon that is specifically designed to break evil for your werewolf clan. I wanted to use the 'body infusion method' to try to remove those fine needles, but failed."
After a pause, he continued, "Moreover, I dare to assert that if I can't cure it, no one in the entire medical field can do it! So... there is no hope!"
Bazel didn't know what he was thinking about, and his expression suddenly dimmed: "But...if I don't pull out those damn silver needles, I...will be like this for the rest of my life?"
To be a useless person who can't use fighting spirit for the rest of his life?
"Perhaps after a few decades, when more sophisticated testing equipment is developed, I can try to pull out those mithril needles that are a hundred times thinner than a hair... But now, it's impossible!"
Irubek was still talking, and he said bluntly: "Even if you can't be cured, the savings you have made as a thief are enough for you to be a wealthy man for the rest of your life... Besides, you werewolves have a long lifespan, so just wait!"
"this……"
Hearing this, Basel's face turned pale.
Become a rich man? He has made countless enemies in his life. If people really know that he is not dead, this glorious city will not be able to save his life!
But he was also very clear that making the old man in front of him say such words was like a "verdict" on his injuries!
There is absolutely no way that anyone else in the entire medical field can cure the injuries that this master cannot cure.
The more the grumpy old man Irubek looked at the equipment scattered on the ground, the angrier he became. He immediately ordered him to leave: "Bazel, I have repaid the favor I owe you and have done my best to treat you. You can leave now!"
"I……"
When Basel heard this, he wanted to say something more, but he stopped talking after thinking about it.
Rich? He knew that he had made countless enemies in his life, and if anyone knew that he was still alive, this glorious achievement would not save his life.
And Basel knew very well that although this crazy doctor had a strange temper, he always spoke very seriously.
Since he has made the assertion, there is absolutely no room for maneuver.
Finally, the last bit of fighting spirit of this once-powerful “Ten Legendary Demon Hunters” was completely wiped out because of the words “there’s no hope”.
Just like the last moment of the setting sun falling below the horizon, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.
He turned and left silently, leaving Ryan with a desolate back.
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Waiting for Basel to leave the laboratory.
Irubek also let out a long sigh, of course, because he felt sorry for his instruments.
Ryan then asked curiously, "Doctor, what happened to Mr. Bazel? Why did his strength deteriorate so much?"
"You should know about Storm Lake, right?"
Irubek was furious and didn't mean to hide anything. He said directly: "This guy was besieged by the court priests of Omar. In order to deal with him, those people even found an ancient holy weapon [Silver Holy Weapon] that can be used to deal with werewolves. Humph... This guy is lucky. He actually escaped under such circumstances. He ran to the City of Glory with half his life left and came to me for help..."
After a pause, he continued, "Unfortunately, the injuries caused by the holy weapon are very complicated. Current medical methods cannot solve them at all, and the priesthood can do nothing about it. Speaking of which, the condition in his body is somewhat similar to your insect infestation..."
When Ryan heard it, he understood.
The reason why Bazel's beastly body was able to fight like a first-level magic wolf was because the [Silver Holy Weapon] left countless "mithril fine needles" in his body that were a hundred times thinner than a hair.
This ancient alchemical product is very strange and has no effect on ordinary people. But once the fighting spirit is used, the needles will be activated and run wildly in the meridians.
This kind of needle has been refined using a secret method that has been lost at this stage. When it encounters fighting spirit, it will activate the "Breaking Rune". Even a werewolf's body made of steel or iron can be riddled with holes in an instant.
Moreover, silver can break evil and is specifically designed to counter dark bloodlines such as werewolves and vampires.
Tens of thousands of silver needles traveled through his meridians and muscles...making him unable to live or die.
Once Bazel used his fighting spirit, he would bleed all over like he did just now. This was only less than 10% of his fighting spirit. If he really dared to use all his strength, he would probably die on the spot in a matter of minutes.
This is also the biggest reason why this legend was tortured day and night and lost his temper!
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"So this is the origin of this 'fine needle'..."
After listening to this, a gleam of brilliance flashed across Ryan's eyes.
On his left hand, which was hidden behind his back, a strand of Qi was lingering around the tip of his index finger. If one looked under a microscope, one could see a long silver needle thinner than a hair moving through the Qi strand.
This was a foreign object that Ryan had touched Bal's body before and felt prickly, so he used the "Gang Si" to pull it out.
The function of "Gansi" is not only to suture wounds, it can also remove tiny foreign objects in the body.
(Of course, this does not include the blood nematodes that neither the senses nor the instruments can detect.)
This is the magical healing power of the "Combat Doctor" exclusive skill [Threading the Needle]!
