dognovel Chapter 725 Amber
Chapter 725 Amber
Gulu~Gulu~
As mouthfuls of the strange liquid were poured into Beto's mouth, the look of terror on his face quickly intensified. Accompanied by a series of convulsions, Beto collapsed to the ground with a thud, foaming at the mouth.
Of course, he did not die from this, but instead fell into a deeper layer of memory. The fragmented memories began to be pieced together in his mind. This time, there was no resistance to the combination, and soon a picture was pieced together.
click!
In that instant, Beto's pupils widened. Under the influence of the drug, he recalled everything, including the scene of him transforming into an insectoid after being struck down by the Lion.
Blood plasma... chunks of flesh... a thick, strange fluid... a worm-like body... people torn to pieces...
A flood of memories flashed through Beto's mind, instantly waking him from his semi-conscious state due to the medication. What followed was an overwhelming urge to vomit.
vomit!
vomit!!!!
Ugh—Pfft!
He vomited a large amount of vomit mixed with an unknown liquid. At this moment, his eyes were bulging and filled with red and green blood vessels. His chest and abdomen were heaving. He looked like he was in a very bad state.
"That's not me! That's not me!! That's not me!"
Beto waved his hands wildly, as if trying to tear those memories to shreds and not wanting to accept what was happening before him. However, once these special memories were stored up, they could not be erased.
Beto was on the verge of a breakdown. He didn't want to become a monster. He looked at the green liquid he had vomited, then at his unconscious brother lying on the bed. At that moment, he went mad!
"Damn it!!! What did you do to our brothers?! Was there something wrong with that thing? I knew it! I knew it! Change us back right now! Otherwise... otherwise..."
"Or what? Kill me?"
"you!"
Seeing the arrogant attitude of the sword-wielding Taoist, Berto was furious. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed the sword-wielding Taoist, and then raised his fist to strike his face.
He was now blinded by rage and only wanted to teach the person in front of him a lesson. However, in the face of his attack, the sword-wielding Taoist only turned cold.
Uh-huh! ! ! ! !
A flash of cold light, and blood bloomed like a lotus flower. To Beto's astonishment, an arm flew off and then fell to the ground.
Boom! !
That's his left hand....
"what!!!!"
Cutting off an arm is undoubtedly painful, but for some strong-willed people, it is not unbearable, especially for those with extraordinary abilities.
The reason Beto screamed was because his senses were amplified, and he experienced several times, or even dozens of times, more pain when his arm was severed.
The intense pain drained him of all strength, and he collapsed to the ground, a look of despair on his face.
"me...."
It was only a testament to Beto's strength that he didn't faint from the pain; at this moment, he couldn't even speak clearly and could only immerse himself in pain, helplessness, and despair.
The anger in his heart was extinguished in an instant. A single sword strike made him realize the gap between the two sides. His lost rationality gradually returned to his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that pharmacy and recalled the fear of being dominated by Daoist Mi.
Monsters...they're all monsters!!!
Looking at Beto kneeling and groaning in pain, the swordsman exuded a cold aura. He simply shook the sword in his hand, and the bloodstains on it were easily separated.
Click~
The swords were sheathed, and a conflict caused by a loss of reason was easily resolved.
The swordsman found Beto laughable. Having just awakened, Beto had little strength left, especially since he had just experienced dizziness and vomiting on his knees, making him extremely weak. How could he possibly be a match for him?
It is incredibly foolish to act in a way that is detrimental to oneself out of anger.
This test subject seems a bit clumsy; should we replace it with another one?
You don't actually have to do this.
"Is becoming an insectoid something so hard to accept?"
"From what I know of you, you're not a good person. You've done plenty of petty theft and other despicable things, and you don't even have a single, truly devoted faith on this continent."
"The only deity they ever worshipped was that ethereal goddess of fortune. The reason they worshipped her was simply to win at the gambling table or become rich overnight. Everything they did was for profit."
"Isn't it better for you to have greater power? As far as I know, many of you professional superhumans can turn into monsters, so isn't that strange?"
"Believe me, what we are giving you is not punishment, but rather a blessing. Once you master this power, the benefits it will bring you will only be greater."
"For someone like you who prioritizes profit above all else, what is there that you can't accept?"
Listening to what the sword-wielding Taoist had to say, Beto, who had just recovered his senses, turned pale. Although the reasoning was sound, he still found it hard to accept the act of forcibly transforming him into another species.
Seeing that he was still a little confused, the sword-wielding Taoist didn't dawdle and went straight to a corner of the stone chamber, where he suddenly ripped open a piece of black cloth.
Whoops!
When the black cloth was pulled back, a large, dazzling crystal, like a gemstone, appeared before Beto. However, the money-grubbing Beto paid no attention to the crystal itself at this moment. Instead, he stared intently at what was inside the crystal and revealed a look of horror.
That's... a raging lion...
At this moment, the Lion still maintained its previous appearance, with three heads in different positions but all showing the same expression of terror, and a strong but blood-stained body. All sorts of signs on its body proved that this guy was sealed in some inexplicable way, and judging from its state, it was a living seal.
In other words, he was surrounded by these crystals while he was still conscious, as if a physical spell had been cast on him, freezing him in the moment before he was sealed.
"Amber, I don't know if you've heard of it."
"Natural fossils, the power of nature, something with a strong artistic flair."
"Ours is rather special, well... it's a type of insect amber, both the materials and the sealing method are quite outstanding."
"This is why the amber we produce has a long period of preservation, making it the most timeless art."
Dongdong～～
As he spoke, the sword-wielding Taoist tapped the peculiar crystal, then said with a playful expression:
"Don't be fooled by his stillness; actually..."
"He's still alive..."