The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 110 The Ghost Cathedral (Part 6)
Su Ninglong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. A high-level hunter actually used a three-star secret spirit to "feed" an inner court student.

Any student in the inner academy with a bit of intelligence and a desire to improve will only need a short time to transform into an elite.

Ying Gu, who was as silent as Song Hu, blushed when Fu Ni praised him and said shyly, "I... all I know how to do is fry, fry, fry."

"You did a great job. You were very careful when frying and didn't hurt anyone. You've made great progress," Fennie said with satisfaction.

The smile on Su Ninglong's face vanished instantly.

Could it be that the eagle bone has harmed innocent people before?
"So where exactly is the key to breaking this deadlock?" Lian Xinyi looked around and pressed for an answer.

Yun Fei uttered three words: "Think for yourself."

Two pairs of eyes met in the air, and Funi nodded in understanding, shaking out a small bag of seeds from her leather handbag.

As she clasped her hands together, Funi's brown eyes instantly turned dark green, and layers of natural power rippled around her.

The seeds sprouted tiny green shoots at lightning speed, swaying left and right as soon as they hit the ground, much like a baby learning to walk.

The moment this seemingly fragile life form touched the tumor, it instantly revealed its ferocious side. The bud tips swelled into barbs, and the thin stems twisted around the dark red veins, tightening.

Tens of thousands of fine hairs pierced the "blood vessels," silently sucking the flesh and blood of the Mystic Spirit.

The green shoots grew and expanded rapidly. In less than half a minute, the pinnate compound leaves unique to ferns unfolded rapidly, and more than ten giant ferns, each three meters tall, spread their serrated leaves and frantically devoured the immortal tumors in the digestive field.

"Wow, this is incredible!" Su Ninglong's eyes lit up. "What kind of plant is this? It can actually devour secret spirits!"

“Stay away.” Funi held Su Ninglong’s hand tightly, sweat beading on her forehead. “These are not normal plants. They are throat-eating ferns cultivated by Wenbuya. I didn’t expect them to be so terrible. They are completely disobedient, and I can hardly control them.”

Su Ninglong seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that Funi's abilities were related to plants.

The more the throat-eating fern ate, the thicker and larger its leaves became, but the emerald green leaves gradually turned scarlet, just like the fleshy growths.

As the throat-eating fern absorbed the energy, Su Ninglong saw that several trapped spirits had disappeared, realizing that Funi was consuming the energy stored in the digestive field.

When the throat-eating fern grew into a "towering fern", Yun Fei had a dagger in his hand.

The dagger was about the length of a forearm, with a completely black hilt that exuded a calm and dignified air, while the blade itself was a beautiful light blue, as if it had countless ice cracks, making it as beautiful as a work of art from a fairy tale.

Wu Lie's appearance aroused the curiosity of several students, with Xin Yi even whispering to Song Hu, "Is this Yun Fei's main weapon?"

"Never seen it before, don't know." Song Hu was also seeing it for the first time. It felt somewhat familiar, but he was quite certain that among the cold weapons he had seen, this dagger did not exist.

Is it new technology? Or a sacred artifact?

Su Ninglong grabbed Ollie's head and secretly observed him.

Yun Fei raised Wu Lie and lightly slashed forward, leaving only his afterimage in the spot.

No one knows what he did, but within a minute of him activating his ability.

Everywhere he looked, there were afterimages of Yun Fei. In all directions, wherever there was the flesh wall of the Gathering Throat, there were his and Wu Lie's figures.

After Yun Fei finished using his ability, he returned to their side and fell to the ground.

Lian Xinyi and Song Hu quickly helped him up. Yun Fei suppressed the metallic taste in his throat and instructed, "Have Ollie lead him forward and don't stop."

"But there's still a tumor blocking the way..."

Su Ninglong, holding Aoli's hand, said, "Come on, the road has been cleared."

While the others couldn't see where the exit was, Ollie, who possessed the ability to teleport, could sense it. "Woof..."

Ollie started trotting, and the others followed closely behind. Just as Ollie bumped into the fleshy lump, the space twisted strangely, and it burrowed inside.

Su Ninglong and Funi followed closely behind.

Even Xin Yi and the others wanted to look back one more time, but Yun Fei said, "Don't stop, don't look back, it can only be maintained for a very short time."

I understand "Don't stop," but what does "Don't look back" mean?

Since Yun Fei said so, they immediately stopped looking back and helped Yun Fei walk out.

After leaving the digestive field, they looked back and found themselves at the other end of the "digestive field".

The tumors inside seemed unchanged, still looking the same as when it first arrived.

A gust of wind swept through the digestive area, nearly blowing away Eagle Bone, who was standing closest to the door.

Ollie sensed something was wrong and ran off with Su Ninglong in his mouth.

When someone runs, others instinctively follow suit.

After running into the next room, everyone rushed in, and Su Ninglong immediately closed the door.

"Bang bang bang!" The wooden door panel trembled and shook under the enormous suction force, as if it was about to blow the door panel open or suck it away. Even Xin Yi and Ying Gu worked together to hold the door open.

After the force of the collapse subsided, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Is this the power of a four-star expert? The digestive field that no one could pass through was torn apart by force, without any skill involved, relying entirely on strength.

Lian Xinyi suddenly said, "Help me pat my back, I feel like I have something on me."

He turned around, revealing a network of blood vessels behind him that connected to the tumor above.

Not only Xin Yi, but also Ying Gu.

They tried to tug at it, but the stuff was very sticky and they couldn't break it.

Song Hu drew his dagger, intending to help them cut open.

The Mystic Spirit is not something that can be dealt with by ordinary cold weapons; it's as hard as a cow's sinew and can't be cut open.

"Don't bother with the clothes? They're just coats anyway," Funi suggested.

"Wearing a nanosuit is a bit embarrassing." You see, the nanosuit is body-hugging, and the only way to maintain a cool and presentable appearance is with the outer layer.

"Shall I give it a try?" Su Ninglong rubbed her hands together, eager to use her abilities.

Yun Fei raised his knife and brought it down, the icy aura sweeping across their heads and severing their tough tissues.

The fact that the Flawless Artifact was a sacred artifact was once again confirmed. The three inner court students looked at Yun Fei with envy, thinking how amazing the Star Alliance Academy was.

After the connection was severed, the blood vessels shrank instantly, and even Xin Yi and Ying Gu's coats made a sizzling sound of dissolving, with a strong acid smell permeating the air, turning the handsome coats into hole-ridden clothes.

Strong acid, resembling blood, continued to drip from the blood vessels above.

“We may have completely awakened the Convergence Throat.” Furney adjusted her glasses.

"What? You're not kidding me, are you? The Throat of Convergence is still dormant." Lian Xinyi choked up, amidst the sensory crossbow bolts fired by the team, the pursuit of thousands of parasites, and the pounding gunfight in the forecourt...

Being briefly trapped in the digestive field has become the most thrilling experience in a long time. Funi actually told him that the Gathering Throat is still not awake, so he's going to risk his life!
I'm starting to feel a bit insecure. "What role can I actually play in this contaminated area?"

“You have your uses,” Song Hu said confidently.

Phoenix watched them bicker and sighed.

The throat-eating ferns she fostered gave her a little feedback before leaving the digestive field; they were being crushed and devoured, but everything was happening in a delayed state.

The pain was prolonged, and the wild and ferocious throat-eating fern, which was trying to break free of control, unexpectedly showed signs of becoming obedient in the future.

But it was all too late, and Furney lamented.

Su Ninglong was placed on the ground by Aoli. Her foot seemed to step on something. She moved her shoe and saw a bright green particle the size of a melon seed.

She picked it up. "Teacher Funi, is this a seed?"

Furney exclaimed in surprise, "Yes, yes, how did it get here?"

"Maybe it just blew in; they're really lucky."

Funi looked at Lian Xinyi, then at Su Ninglong, and said with certainty, "Yes, they're really lucky."

She kept her promise to Umbuya about the regenerating seeds, that's wonderful.

Leaving the small shrine, they finally arrived at the prayer room in the center. The door was open, and the scene inside the prayer room was immediately visible.

Countless curved tables and chairs surround the podium, four retro crystal chandeliers gleam, and the glass windows cast the silhouettes of holy angels. The prayer hall under the sunlight seems never to have been lonely.

However, the lumps hanging in the center of the podium, resembling an infant embryo, added too much horror to the otherwise beautiful scene.

"Is this the core of the Throat of Convergence?" Lian Xinyi asked. "We found it just like that?"

The divination board glowed with a dazzling silver light; its fragments were right here.

A moment of silence fell over everyone; its fragments had been hidden in the most dangerous place.

"Don't speak yet." Yun Fei listened intently. "I hear footsteps. Let's find a place to hide."

There was nowhere to hide in the prayer room, and they tried to retreat back to the porch they had come in through, but the door had been closed without their knowledge.

Song Hu pressed his ear against the door to listen, and the man shook his head. "You can't open it."

No one told Su Ninglong why she couldn't open it, and Su Ninglong wasn't curious or impulsive. She obediently let Yun Fei hold her and hid behind the thick floor-length curtains.

"Can you stop with these weird and pointless attacks? You're always the one who lures the parasites over."

"I did not attack without cause." The voice that had been heard in the confessional rang out again. "I have the gift of God, and I can sense that there are people in that place. You should come with me to confirm it."

"What divine grace? Bah! You two outsiders, don't try to fool us with your evil gods. The Righteous God is the true creator god."

"Remember, this trial is a divine artifact bestowed upon us by the Great God of Heaven, and it is a test for us."

"God's grace is not a special ability, but something you gain after contacting and communicating with God," the dreadlocked hunter said angrily. "You have your beliefs, but I am the one who has truly seen God."

The six people hiding behind the curtains: "..."

Good heavens, a team with two faiths, and both are staunch believers; nine out of ten are lunatics.

Once they get their hands on the "artifact," they'll definitely start fighting over it.

The noise subsided the moment we entered the prayer room.

"Demon Embryo".

"core."

"Finally here."

Where is the divine artifact?

“Since it is God’s test for you, then it must be there.”

"Attack it, knock it down, the sacred artifact must be inside its body."

Then a series of gunshots rang out, and they didn't even notice that the last door leading to the prayer room closed.

Countless bullets were fired from the barrel and entered the tumor.

As large amounts of blood dripped down, their smiles blossomed, as if they had witnessed the fall of a demon.

"Bomb it."

The dreadlocks hunter threw a bomb, "Boom!"

More than a dozen bombs were thrown in succession, and the tumor was completely blown into hundreds of pieces, which were scattered around.

"It's a divine artifact! A divine artifact has appeared!"

A stone slab that looks exactly like a divination board hangs on one of the "blood vessels".

The seven hunters stared greedily at the divination board, but none of them moved, remaining wary of each other.

The artifact is a divine artifact, possessing knowledge of the past and present, and the ability to foresee the future. With it, power is within easy reach; that is all they know.

The dreadlocked hunter took two steps back. "I won't steal it, you guys do it."

His teammates were the same.

“We approve of you. If you want to convert to the orthodox denomination, you can choose us first, and I can be your recommender.”

Three local hunters from Youmu Star rushed forward to retrieve the divination board.

The divination board was about five meters high. They approached it, used their special abilities, and easily pulled the divination board into their hands.

“Phew, the test isn’t too difficult.” The local hunters exchanged smiles, gripped the divination board, and raised their daggers to sever the connection between the divination board and the “blood vessels.”

The dreadlocked hunter watched coldly, a sneer playing on his lips.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened: the piece of flesh that had fallen to the ground began to bleed.

The glass slowly sank into the darkness, at which point red lights rose from the ground.

A children's song filled the prayer room, as if a large group of children were singing together.

Teeth sprout from the floor, and stomachs droop from the dome.

Who is peeling their own skin underground?

Run! Run! Don't step on the root of the blood vessel!

Membranes of flesh seal doors and windows, and human faces are embedded in fleshy bodies.

If you count all of His eyes, gouge out your own eyelids.

Otherwise, His tentacles will tear your skin.

……

The confessional room was filled with a thousand open mouths.

He swallowed the priest's prayer and spat out a red hand.

Run away, run away, don't listen to His whispers.

If you understand that song, cut your own throat.

Otherwise your tongue will crawl into His dinner.
Darkness came, and I opened my eyes.

The bench writhed like intestines, and the stained-glass windows dripped with stomach acid.
Who is stitching up the new skin on the altar?

He has come!

The hunters all heard the song, and the red lights slowly coalesced into barbed tentacles, which suddenly attacked them from behind.

A small hunter reacted extremely quickly, his feet seemingly coated with oil as he slid out of the range of the light spots. He thought he had escaped the first wave of impact, but the tentacles seemed to be able to locate him and reappeared behind him out of thin air.

"Ding." At the cost of sacrificing a melee weapon, the slender hunter blocked the attack.

He was sweating profusely, but he kept running.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw one of his teammates being hooked by the soles of his feet by tentacles, and he wanted to gouge out his own eyes at what he saw next.

His teammate was ripped off his skin with lightning speed by the Gathering Throat; he didn't even have time to scream before being wrapped up by the tentacles.

Fresh blood spilled onto the ground, flowing along the grooves carved into the surface.
The tentacles that had been covering the corpse turned into fleshy growths in the next moment and were hoisted back into the air.

Just as the skinny hunter was distracted, the tentacles launched a successful sneak attack.

"what……"

The prayer room was filled with high-decibel screams. The moment his ankle was grabbed by a tentacle, the spikes on the tentacle pierced through his muscles and injected an unknown liquid into them. The skinny hunter felt his whole body getting cold, his fingers stiffened, and he could no longer use his special abilities.

His pupils reflected the newly formed "embryo" above, its sinful hands once again grasping "God's grace."

He suddenly felt a pang of regret; he shouldn't have underestimated God's test for him...