The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

Chapter 151 Lilith

Clearly, although Uriel has been executed, the loop he carved into the foundation of this city is like a long-standing corpse, constantly emitting a stench and poisoning the city.

Yunevo rubbed his slightly throbbing temples, while the [Alchemy Turbine Engine] inside his chest hummed slowly and evenly.

His shoes crunched on the ground, a mixture of shards of glass and pebbles, as he looked at the deep crater left after the complete collapse of the Cathedral of Holy Light.

Beneath the deep pit, in the core compartment where Uriel was conducting his "materialization of God" experiment, even the incredibly solid mithril floor had been ripped open by the previous explosion, revealing the pipes that were faintly visible below.

Iseria peeked out from behind him, jogged over to a monitoring device half-buried in the soil, touched her lips with her fingertip, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"There's a heartbeat inside."

Upon hearing this, Yunefu's brow twitched, and he channeled most of his consciousness into the [Root of the Sand Sea], carefully sensing its presence.

Indeed, deep within that dark crevice, there was a faint, but not human-like, "heat source"—

[Spiritual Vision]

The black-robed alchemist tapped his eye socket, only to see a "river" that was enough to make his eyes bleed!

"Yonev!" Iselia exclaimed.

"I'm fine—"

The black-robed alchemist wiped the blood from his cheek and then looked at the "long-cherished thought" that was spreading wildly along the earth's veins.

And the destination of that "long-cherished wish" was precisely the "source of heat" that he had just seen.

Through the twisted mithril gaps, Yonivo could barely make out a wooden box about a meter long and wide.

The wooden box was made of an extremely unusual material, resembling a "coffin" woven from sunken wood from the endless abyss and softened anti-magic stone.

It is a seamless whole, with no gaps visible.

At this moment, the wooden box was emitting a dark purple light, dismantling the intertwined "vines" one by one!

Click—!

The wooden crate shattered, and within the overflowing dark golden magical pressure, a silver-haired girl curled up on a deep red velvet cushion—

A girl—about eighteen or nineteen years old?

The offensive that Yunevo and Iseria had been building up was suddenly extinguished.

Two pairs of surprised and uncertain gazes pierced through the gap and landed on the silver-haired girl behind her.

Her skin was like porcelain, but what was even more unsettling were her joints—

The girl's elbows, knees, and even her slender neck were covered with carefully made, slightly rough, red stitches.

The stitches are messy and disorderly, yet they carry a sense of naivety and stubbornness, as if they were left when repairing "the most expensive treasure in the world".

"She's crying," Iseria said, carefully cutting open the sharp mithril plates around her with her aether blade.

"It doesn't look like tears, it's probably just overflowing liquid," Yunefu said, pinching his cheek and staring at the silver liquid that kept dripping from the silver-haired girl's eyes.

Under the [Spiritual Vision], a heart emitting a dark red glow was trembling wildly within the girl's chest cavity—

And this is precisely the end point of the "long-cherished wish" flowing back.

It was also a bomb about to explode.

If this heart is allowed to explode, most of Hart City will likely be instantly infected by this "toxin" and turned into a living madhouse!

What Yonivore needs to do now is to carry out an unprecedented bomb disposal operation.

【Unextinguishable Sand】 manipulates the thick earth magic source to condense into shears that cut "pipelines", following the silver-haired girl's damaged joints, tracing those "long-cherished wishes" that could "detonate explosives" at any moment.

A drop of sweat trickled down Yonivore's black hair; it was another "precision surgery" that was extremely mentally taxing.

Yune remained silent, while Iselia gritted her teeth, using ether to tightly bind the red threads at the girl's joints that were slowly breaking!

"Balance—Balance—" The Unquenchable Sand in Yunevo's chest pounded violently, and this gave him inspiration!

The black-robed alchemist used his mental power as a fulcrum to forcibly inscribe a perfect balance array on that dark red heart!

The tide of demonic pressure stopped for a moment.

The originally surging dark golden light spots were suppressed by a more vast and precise power, and shrank back for a moment!

Half an hour later, on the second floor of the makeshift pharmacy built of iron plates in Hart City.

Iseria was holding a damp towel and carefully wiping the dirt off the silver-haired girl's face.

Yune sat at the workbench opposite him, recalling the name tag that flashed by when the wooden crate broke.

A name—Lilith—was engraved on it in extremely distorted strokes.

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"Her body is full of broken threads—" Iseria pursed her lips and looked at Lilith's left hand hanging by the bedside.

Yunevo pinched his cheek and pondered, "It doesn't seem like a mass-produced product of the church; rather, it seems like yet another product of—obsession."

At that moment, Lilith's tightly closed eyelids trembled a few times.

She slowly opened her eyes, which were brighter than blood, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while. Then, she awkwardly turned her neck ninety degrees and looked at Yonivore.

Then, Lilith did something that baffled both of them!

She raised her hand, which was covered in stitches, but her movements were not coordinated.

His fingertip first poked the tip of his nose, and then accurately pressed it onto his cheek—imitating Ionevo's most habitual thinking action.

Even the pressure and frequency of the fingertips are exactly the same as those of Yonivo!

Then, she blinked and tilted her head to look at Iseria—

"Is she imitating us?" The pale-haired girl was somewhat at a loss.

"That's true," Yunevo leaned back with a headache, looking at the delicate but expressionless face, and tried to make his first attempt at communication: "Can you hear us?"

Lilith lowered her head, her lips parted slightly, and she uttered a melodious yet icy voice.

"hear----?"

She repeated the last two words.

"Lilith?" Iselia called out tentatively.

The girl turned her head, stared at Iseria for a second, and mimicked the worried yet slightly surprised tone of the person in front of her.

"Lily—Lily—?"

She even accurately captured Iseria's slightly trembling voice at the end!

"Looks like we've picked up a high-end copy machine," Yunefu stood up, staring at the red stitching on Lilith's wrist.

Through his spiritual vision, he saw "sorrow"—sorrow from the same heart, but from different characters.

Lilith looked down at Yunevo, then reached out her other hand and gently touched the tip of his finger, which was stained with the potion.

A dry, forest-scorched sensory feedback returned.

Then, she made an extremely human-like, yet incredibly clumsy, gesture.

She pulled a faded red thread from under her pillow and handed it to Eunice.

Then she pointed to Yonivore's chest and slowly asked, "Does it hurt—?"

Yonivore's hand, which was pinching his cheek, trembled violently!

Inside the pharmacy, only an almost deathly silence remained.