I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Chapter 217 Behold my Holy Silver Nails! Arkham is doomed (Seeking monthly votes)

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Evan suddenly felt that this operation lacked precision and urgency.

The entire process could even be described as haphazard.

Looking at the various wild superhumans ahead, dressed in different clothes and with dissatisfied expressions, idly selecting weapons—

Evan realized that this group, including himself, seemed to be just a bunch of thugs.

He was currently selecting his weapons from the sack handed to him by the gang leader.

As his thoughts drifted to this point, Ivan instantly realized that the bronze or silver weapons covered in exquisite runes in everyone's hands were no different from those cleavers, iron bars, and bricks.

Its prestige instantly plummeted.

After the group of extraordinary thugs grabbed their weapons, they began heading towards different cave entrances under Vic's command.

Ivan and his group of four, along with a group of twenty monks led by Father Jaske, entered through the second cave on the left.

The cave entrance is quite large, at least 20 meters high and at least 10 meters wide, with the rocks on all four walls gleaming with a damp, cold, eerie light.

Father Jasker spoke in a voice hardened by the copper coating.

"My bronze-armored squad will break in from the left in a moment and disrupt the blasphemous ritual."

"Go in from the other side and deal with the remaining potion residue."

Ivan grinned and said, "No problem!"

While Ivan was taking action.

In a dark, muddy area, a tall, muscular, but mud-like humanoid monster stood on a high platform.

This area is very large, covering at least a thousand square meters, and the entire ground is covered with all kinds of muddy, twisted, soft monsters.

Each of these monsters exuded an indescribable stench and eerie aura.

Beneath these monsters, one can see many IV tubes filled with thick liquid.

On the ground, inside the walls, on the ceiling —

These IV tubes are densely packed everywhere, each one pulsating, slowly transporting some kind of viscous liquid to the surroundings, like a living, rotting entrails.

Only a few scattered, eerie green phosphorescent lights flickered throughout the space, illuminating the writhing mud with intermittent light and shadow.

At this moment, a small dollar bird was floating next to the soft monster.

The voice of the cursed witch, Kaine, came from among the birds.

"Under the Ether, the energy infusion is underway. Our current task is to keep that guy named Arkham here."

"If you have the ability, it would be best to kill it here."

The living potion ether, standing to the side, nodded slightly and said, "I know that without you telling me."

As he spoke, his gaze turned to the entrance area: "I'd like to see what this guy who wiped out the burrowing worms is capable of."

Kaine cautioned, "Please be careful, Your Excellency. There's something quite strange about Arkham."

"He has a powerful self-healing ability, but he is immune to sunlight and silver."

"By taking certain potions, this guy can even become immune to holy water."

"Furthermore, he has mastered the copper-based healing techniques of the Healing Church, which will be very useful for electric attacks —"

Before Kaine could finish speaking, Ether interrupted, saying, "Ms. Kaine, you should focus more on Mr. Sap."

As he spoke, Ether casually spread his arms, and his body structure extended outwards as his arms were spread.

At this time, it was filled with a dense array of various objects.

"I've made thorough preparations; Arkham is doomed to die here today!"

As he spoke, Ether proudly pointed to a long, silver spike: "This artifact is called the Holy Silver Nail."

"A person pierced by this thing will have a significantly reduced resistance to silver!"

"It's enough to turn a superhuman with no silver resistance into someone who gets dizzy at the sight of silver."

Then Ether pointed to the second vial: "This is a liquid artifact from our Institute of Excellence!"

"A superhuman being enveloped by this substance will experience a terrifying decrease in their affinity for sunlight."

"Enough to make an ordinary superhuman burst into flames the moment they are exposed to sunlight."

Then Ether pointed to a third red crystal, about the size of a fist.

"This is a Sunstone, a fragment from the Temple of the Blazing Sun during the Second Era's Sun Dynasty!"

"Once activated, it can emit compressed sunlight."

"It can completely purify a master-level Bloodthirsty Seed in less than a second!"

"Even physical concealment wouldn't make a difference!"

"The scorching sun will instantly burn all shelter to shreds."

At this point, Ether arrogantly raised his chin: "Even if he managed to weaken the side effects of his extraordinary abilities through the effects of the potion, he would still be able to mitigate them."

"But the side effects of the characteristics he activated in such a short time are definitely enormous!"

"Not being afraid of the sun and silver is just bluffing!"

"It may not seem to have much of an impact under normal circumstances, but even a slight reduction will disrupt the balance and trigger a chain reaction!"

"As for the remaining few, these potion mutated variants will easily handle them."

"Once I devour Arkham, these three will become my ingredients too!"

After listening to Ether's explanation, Katie's voice came through the dollar bird: "Seeing you so confident, I feel relieved."

Then the little dollar bird burst into flames and disappeared.

After the bird left, a shadow appeared.

At the heart of this shadow is a mutilated skull, from which Klaus's voice emanates.

"These witches are as annoying as ever."

Ether remained unfazed: "What will our Institute of Excellence gain after we help you capture this Arkham?"

Klaus let out a low laugh: "You can get a lot."

"Arkham possesses a special blessing, and I can use his body to perform the sacrifice for the great Holy Son."

"At that time, I can use this as a medium to devour Sap."

"Let it become my complete clone, and with the long lifespan of a ghoul, wield the power of gold."

"With the status granted to me by the Holy Son, it is enough to allow your Institute of Excellence to break free from the constraints of the Dream Realm and return to development in reality."

Ether sneered after hearing this: "How can you guarantee you won't betray us like you betrayed Sap?"

Klaus let out a series of unpleasant, grating laughs: "That piece of trash Sap has no real skills once he leaves the city, let alone in this dream world."

"But the Institute of Excellence is different. Besides, I'll need your organization to help me improve those witchers."

"After all, we need a lot of these witchers' black blood in our future plans."

"In return, if you can acquire Arkham, I can immediately tell you about the Byron Group..."

"A secret plan on the side."

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Ether's cloudy eyes: "You also know the secrets of the Byron Corporation?"

Klaus smiled slightly: "When they set up a branch in Bolton City, I was also a co-director."

"After all, you don't want that madman Byron to keep all the secrets about the Second and Fourth Ages to himself, do you?"

Ether grunted in agreement and casually put the skull away.

Beneath the soft tissue, a pair of expressive eyes gaze at the intersection ahead.

"Arkham—Hmph, whatever secrets you have, I'll find out once I eat your brain!"

"Klaus only wants your body, right? Then I'll give him my body!"

Just as these three groups of people were harboring their own thoughts, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

Ether saw a group of people recklessly jump in through the entrance.

These are four young men, and the one who looks the youngest is leading them.

To Ether's slight surprise, these guys weren't wearing the simple clothes the souls wore when they entered the dream world.

Instead, they were fully armed, wearing their faction's standard leather armor.

Although they carried the lowest-grade runic weapons distributed by the Healing Church, they also held other weapons that were quite handy.

The hammer in the bald man's hand and the chainsaw in the square-faced man's hand were clearly their own.

After landing, three of the four people frowned and covered their noses.

Then, fine black spots appeared on their faces and necks.

The toxicity emanating from this pool of potions is enough to drive any ordinary person insane instantly.

However, it has little impact on witchers and will not cause any permanent damage to their bodies.

A slight activation of the Black Blood System is enough to buffer these toxins.

The innocent-looking young man standing in front of the three, despite activating his demon-hunting form, showed no change in expression.

It seemed that the toxicity in the air had no effect on him.

"Interesting! The drug resistance is quite impressive!"

"What Kaney and Klaus said is correct—"

"The fact that they were able to bring equipment into the Dreamland means that they possess..."

"It possesses magical artifacts related to spatial storage, or extraordinary characteristics!"

"That's an extremely rare and valuable item!"

Thinking of this, Ether's long, thin, spiky, soft tongue licked its lips.

"Soon, this wonderful thing will be mine!"

"I wonder if it can replace the Devourer's Bite, since this trait is too disgusting."

Today, the Institute of Excellence has the ability to directly extract extraordinary characteristics.

Although the side effects are severe, normal people simply cannot use it.

However, this doesn't pose a problem for Aether, a variant of the potion.

At this moment, opposite Aether, Evan's golden vertical pupils were surveying the surrounding scene.

Looking around, the aura of dozens or even hundreds of magical potions filled the air, all of which were types they had never seen before.

On the ground, hundreds of potion aberrations of various shapes were slowly wriggling.

Sensing the approaching threat, the moment the four people jumped off the platform, all the potion mutants simultaneously bulged their bodies and looked in their direction.

Ivan whispered, "These mutated potions aren't very toxic, but you must not let them get into your body."

Richard and his two companions nodded: "Leave these little things to us."

"You hold that guy back, and after we take care of these things, we'll just destroy the structure here."

His gaze then fell on Aether, his vertical pupils filled with shock: "Living Potion—"

"Although I had heard of it before, seeing it for the first time was still incredibly impressive."

David touched his square jaw: "If we melted this stuff and put it on betel nuts, wouldn't it taste even better?"

Hearing this, the three of them turned to look at each other simultaneously. Ivan gave them a thumbs up: "That's hilarious, he's like a brother to me!"

Just as they were speaking, a large number of mutated magical potions surged toward them from all sides.

Richard waved his hand forward.

"ierde!"

A huge fan-shaped area generated a powerful impact, directly blasting away these gathered potion aberrations.

Erlong picked up the tortoise shell and tapped it twice, and two ferocious demon spirits flew out of it.

Just as the group was about to make their move—

Whoosh!

A whooshing sound rang out.

Evan looked up and saw that the structures of a large number of potion aberrations were compressed into long needles, which, under the control of the aether, shot towards him like raindrops.

The three immediately tried to dodge.

Meanwhile, Ivan turned to bronze, his body exploding with a loud bang!

He leaped up like a cannonball, his fist smashing directly at the distant Ether.

The ether here doesn't dodge either.

The next second, I heard a splat!

The immense impact of Evan's fist struck Aether, only causing ripples on his body before falling silent.

"Playing a game of elimination with me?"

While Evan was stunned, he saw Ether grin and his left arm suddenly swell and harden.

In an instant, it smashed onto Ivan's head.

The speed was so fast that even Evan, whose physique had now exceeded 12, couldn't react in time.

The immense impact sent Ivan flying.

However, before Evan could crash into the wall, Ether caught up with him at an even faster speed.

"Just like the burrowing worm's memories show, he's a guy who excels at close combat!"

"The Gum-Gum Fruit combined with Armament Haki, huh!?"

The attack just now, apart from causing Ivan's ears to ring a little, did not pose any real threat to him.

With a constitution of 12 and copper transformation, Ivan can handle all attacks from those below the Master level!

Just as Ether, who had caught up, was about to attack, Ivan suddenly grinned.

His entire body formed a spin in mid-air that no ordinary person could do, and with a loud bang, his knee, carrying terrifying power, slammed directly into Aether's head.

boom!

This attack came from below!

Evan thought of using the right angle and immense force to tear the opponent's body apart.

But the next instant, Ivan felt his knee hit a piece of steel.

This blow should have shattered the opponent's brain, but it only slightly dented Ether's chin.

"An enhanced version of non-Newtonian fluids??"

"Can this thing control its density and viscosity at any time?"

Ivan was immediately startled when he saw this.

"Mystery + Science, that's a bit unfair!"

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