Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 167 Eye of True Seeing
Ga g g g...boom!
A huge tree man spun around, swinging its huge branches and hitting the ground hard. The ground shook and mud flew everywhere.

In front of it, another tree man as huge as it staggered and fell, crashing into the mud. For a moment, mud splashed everywhere!
Chila! The victorious giant-mouthed tree man immediately pulled out his tree roots, fiercely stabbed them into the body of the fallen tree man, and sucked out the juice from the fallen tree man's body.

The giant-mouthed tree man's nimble mouth tore at the body tissues of his companions, chewed them into pieces, and absorbed them into liquid pulp.

The more than ten-meter-tall tree man was absorbed before long, leaving only a pile of debris. The huge tree man used his roots to constantly explore the riverside of the swamp. The huge roots rolled up the corpses of the giant mouth flower one after another and threw them into the tree trunk to chew and devour.

Youth has no price tag, and fellow tribesmen melt in the mouth. Compared to soil, which takes a long time to decompose, the flesh and blood of companions is obviously much easier to absorb.

As the giant-mouthed tree man devoured efficiently, the scars on his body left by the battle were gradually recovering, and his body seemed to be getting healthier and healthier.

This giant-mouthed tree man is the final winner left after an internal fight among a dozen tree men. It has an extremely sturdy body and a strong and dense crown.

Under normal circumstances, it will be promoted to the giant-mouthed tree king, set out to find a new place for the race to live, and leave seeds to reproduce a new giant-mouthed flower tribe.

But unfortunately, this giant-mouthed tree man is not a product of nature, but a victim of Richard's conspiracy.

Boom!

An obsidian gargoyle that was even bigger than the tree man fell from the sky and pinned the tree man to the ground with one claw.

No matter how the tree man struggled, the obsidian gargoyle remained as still as a mountain.

It simply flapped its wings and easily lifted the giant tree man into the air, and the Obsidian Gargoyle pulled the tree man and its fragile roots out of the mud.

Richard put two fingers in his mouth and whistled, and the gargoyle flapped its wings and flew towards Saint Laurent Prison. At this point, all the giant mouth flower tribes in the entire swamp forest were wiped out.

"Is it over like this?" Mohammed was speechless as he looked at the scene in front of him.

As the overlord of the swamp, the giant mouth flower clan occupies a larger territory than the fishmen. Even the extremely powerful swamp bulls dare not easily enter the giant mouth flower's territory.

But Muhammad could not understand why such an extremely powerful ethnic group perished so quickly.

"Skeleton soldiers, take back all the bodies of the giant mouth flower. The rest of the troops follow me back to the prison."

Richard waved his hand, and his troops turned around, crossed the swamp, and returned to St. Laurent Prison.

When Richard's troops disappeared from the swamp, the swamp creatures that had originally lived freely in the swamp dared to sneak out of their hiding places.

To these weak swamp creatures, Richard's troops were like the terrifying world-destroying demon king that suddenly appeared, and whoever they attacked would die. They didn't dare to provoke him, let alone expose themselves to Richard, for fear of being targeted by Richard's troops.

……

Saint Laurent Prison, the Colosseum. Richard blew a whistle.

The gargoyle in the sky immediately loosened its claws and put down the giant-mouthed tree man who was still twisting and struggling.

With a loud bang, the giant-mouthed tree man fell to the ground, struggling in a daze, his body twisting constantly.

Richard took out a pen, paper and a recording stone and began to record the birth of the rare giant-mouthed tree king.

Under his command, a skeleton soldier carried the decomposition potion he made, soaked the corpse of the giant-mouthed flower, and then threw it next to the giant-mouthed tree man.

The giant-mouthed tree man sensed the presence of food around him and immediately perked up. Its roots automatically stretched out and began to capture the surrounding giant-mouthed flowers.

Originally, for a giant-mouthed tree king to be born, it would take several weeks or even months to digest the giant-mouthed flower. However, Richard used decomposition potion to dissolve the shell of the giant-mouthed flower on the ground, making its structure more fragile and easier to digest.

"The giant mouth flower alone may not be nutritious enough. When you have time, ask the fish people to catch more swamp creatures to supplement the giant mouth tree man's meal.

According to my calculations, if the nutrition is sufficient, it will only take 9 days for the giant tree man to successfully advance. "

Richard patted Lao Mo on the shoulder and said to him, "I'll leave the advancement process of this giant-mouthed tree man to you, just follow the format I wrote above.

When the giant-mouthed tree people are about to successfully advance, their tree crowns will obviously split and expand, and many fruits will appear on the trees. When that happens, you must remember to notify me in time. "

"Okay, I understand, boss!" This was the first task related to magic experiments that Richard personally assigned to Mohammed. Although it was just a simple observation and record, it was already the first step in learning magic.

Mohammed, knowing full well what this meant, was so excited that he was shaking and couldn't even control his hands.

He took the quill from Richard's hand, picked up the notebook, and stared at the giant-mouthed tree man intently.

Richard gave Mohammed some tips and precautions for recording, then left the Colosseum and took the Statue Track to the main city of the City of Travel.

According to the Princeton doctor, the results of his research on the hunter's mark should be out around this time, and Richard planned to confirm it.

Arriving at the First Affiliated Hospital, Richard heard Princeton's loud cursing before he even entered the laboratory.

"How many times have I told you! Pay attention to the dosage, pay attention to the reaction time, and don't interfere with magic. Don't you understand? This is the third time! The third experiment has failed!
This is not an inevitable failure, it's just your carelessness.

What on earth do you want to do?! I have said it many times before, this kind of low-level mistake is not allowed in my research team, and you have made it three times in a row.

Isk, Putren, Sarang! All three of you get out of here, go to the reserve group and reflect on yourselves, and come back when I give you my approval."

With a loud bang, the door of the laboratory was slammed open.

Three doctors in white coats with haggard faces were pushed out.

There was visible fatigue and grievance on their faces. Everyone seemed to want to say something, but no one dared to speak.

Only three doctors walked away from Richard with their heads down, not daring to raise them. They looked extremely pitiful.

"What's wrong? What happened? Dr. Princeton, calm down. Getting angry is not your style."

Richard walked into the lab with a smile and patted Princeton's back to comfort him.

"Hmph, hi." No matter how angry Princeton was, he would not vent his anger on Richard. He took several deep breaths until he calmed down, and then explained:

"I don't even want to mention it. In order to speed up the research progress, Mr. Richard, I divided the projects that needed to be studied into 13 items and assigned them to 13 different research teams, 12 of which completed their tasks.

Unfortunately, the research team I was most optimistic about failed three times in a row. And these three failures were not caused by objective conditions, but by their subjective mistakes. To put it bluntly, this is an attitude problem!

Now all the groups are waiting for their results, causing the research on Hunter's Brand to come to a standstill.

Don't worry, I have decided that I will come here in person this time, and there will be no trouble. Give me three more days, and I will come up with a result within three days."

"Don't worry, research is a small matter." Richard became serious. He noticed something was wrong and said quickly:

“I’m not an expert in soul research, so I don’t know your specific research content and methods.

But I have absolute trust in your vision. Since the people you chose are people you like, they shouldn't have made such mistakes three times in a row.

I think their mistakes may not only be due to their attitude, but there may be other hidden reasons that we have not discovered yet."

After hearing what Richard said, Princeton, who was somewhat confused by the situation, immediately became alert: "Mr. Richard, do you mean to say that the person who cast the brand curse affected the mental state of my researchers?
No, no, no, this possibility is very small. The area I am in now is the First Affiliated Hospital of the Travel City. As you know, the security level of this place is very high, and there is a magic circle to prevent curses at all times.

If the person who cast the branding curse could bypass all defenses and affect my researchers without us noticing, how powerful must he be?

I'm afraid only a demigod can do this.

If he was really a demigod, why would he allow us to take this mark and study it? I'm afraid he would have come to kill us a long time ago."

Wrong, it's not a demigod, it's a god...

Richard knew in his heart how terrifying Odyssey's creatures were. If they were in their prime without being suppressed, they would probably have the power to destroy the world. So Richard was very sure of his guess.

"That's not necessarily the case. Dr. Princeton, I suggest you conduct a comprehensive physical examination on your researcher."

Seeing Richard's serious look, Princeton immediately realized something. He quickly said, "Your suggestion is very correct. I will implement it immediately."

"Isk, Putren, and Sarang! The three of you come back here and go to the curse analysis room immediately. Each of you should drink a bottle of soul coloring potion. Quick!"

……

……

Half an hour later, Princeton came to Richard with three black films and a sullen face.

"What's the result?" Richard asked quickly.

"You will see for yourself."

Princeton placed the films in his hand on the table and spread them out.

Richard saw at a glance that the white areas on the film, which symbolized the souls of the three people, had black spots of different sizes. These black spots were in the shape of palms and looked like frog flippers.

"Hiss! Hunter's Brand."

"Yes, and this is not an ordinary Hunter's Mark, but a type II variant of the Hunter's Mark. I call it the Eye of True Vision."

Princeton said this very seriously.

“This is only the first video, the second video has not yet been released.

The second video was taken while I was having my three apprentices concentrate on their magical studies.

As they concentrated on their research, the hunter's mark on their bodies underwent a very obvious deformation, and eventually turned into a lavender eye.

And this pair of eyes will appear behind them in the form of a real spirit, watching them.

Under the gaze of these eyes, their cognition was distorted. In their already extremely skilled magic experiments, they made very low-level mistakes, resulting in the failure of the experiment. "

Looking at Richard's frown, Princeton said sadly: "This is not the most pessimistic thing. The most pessimistic thing is that we have been targeted.

I had all the researchers in my lab checked, and found that 16 of them had the Eye of True Sight.

Fortunately, I don’t have it yet.”

Princeton said seriously: "Mr. Richard, I could keep it a secret for you before this happened, but now I can't keep it a secret for you.

The premise for me to keep my research secret and help you is that I must be safe. But now my research team has been put in danger because of my affairs, and their lives are the first factor I must consider.

Please tell me what on earth your men have provoked?
If you don't tell me, I will consider reporting the entire process of the research you entrusted me to do to the Lord of Xingge City."

"Princeton!" Richard interrupted immediately, "I know you are very nervous now, and I feel the same as you.

But please believe me, I have no intention of putting you in danger. I don't know what it is that has brought the curse to my men, but I know it must be special.

But I also didn't expect him to be so special that he could cast a curse on your team from a distance.

If I had known this, I would never have allowed you to do the research.

I have another idea, please try it first."

Richard took out a stick made of black stone from behind his back and said to Princeton: "Doctor, this is the magic-forbidden stick I brought from our Saint Laurent Prison. It is also my symbolic weapon as the warden.

Try using this magic-forbidden wand on your cursed team members. Perhaps it can help dispel the curse on them."

"The Eye of True Vision is deeply embedded in their souls. Can you defeat the Eye of True Vision with just a stick?"

Princeton looked at Richard doubtfully, then left with the magic-suppressing wand in his hand, half believing it or not.

A moment later, he ran back excitedly, clutching an image:
"Success! It's really eliminated! I was wrong. The Eye of True Vision is not buried in the researcher's soul, but floating on the surface of the researcher's soul. I tested it with the forbidden magic field, and the forbidden magic field can also directly eliminate the Eye of True Vision.

This shows that the Eye of True Vision, like the Brand Curse, is a source of magic that requires continuous energy supply."

(End of this chapter)