Chapter 367 - Leave Him to Die?
Chapter 367: Leave Him to Die?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When Shadow approached to carefully examine Angor, Toby immediately began to attack him again.
Shadow simply huffed. The bird might be a big trouble inside that mist illusion, but they were now inside a narrow room where speed and flying weren’t so much of an advantage.
With a flicker of his mind, Shadow activated his Magma Salamander power again. When his skin was hard enough to withstand Toby’s attacks, he reached out a hand to grab the bird.
However, he suddenly felt his heart twitching again. Before he could do anything, the great pain canceled the power of his bloodline just when Toby’s next attack connected with his chest.
Caught defenseless, Shadow found himself knocked flying against a wall, where he then landed on a pile of broken debris.
The man moaned painfully. Toby’s attack was completely negligible compared to the tearing pain assaulting his heart, which only grew worse and worse as if his beating heart were going to explode.
Toby had no idea what had just happened to his enemy. He only knew that this “Shadow” man was the bad guy who just killed Angor.
As Toby regained hope, Shadow had reached Angor and began to examine him.
“Sh*t! He’s not dead yet!”
The Kurna’s Pact had no problem with the Krakoks’ door; it was punishing him for not saving Angor’s life.
And the pact was still working because it believed that Angor could still be saved.
Shadow cursed, and despite his unwillingness, he had to take care of Angor’s wound in order not to get burned alive by the magic covenant.
“Outta my way, filthy chicken!”
Toby silently stepped aside. He would bear with the verbal assault as long as Angor could come back to him.
“That coat—a built-in level-1 defense cantrip?!” Shadow exclaimed in surprise as he removed Angor’s outer outfit. This suit alone would sell for several thousand crystals out there.
Next was Angor’s shirt.
“What the hell is this?” Shadow saw a pendant in front of Angor’s chest—something that looked like a glazed sphere.
Shadow inspected for a second and regarded it as a common decoration. He then turned to observe Angor’s wrist.
“A mid-tier space bracelet… with an extra enchantment?!”
Shadow didn’t know alchemy, but as someone who came from Floating Mech City, he was good at identifying magical items.
“Damn… it already got an owner.”
Shadow really wanted to question Angor’s identity now. These two items were worth at least 50,000 magic crystals if sold on any market.
There weren’t many wizards who could carry so much money around. How did a level-2 apprentice get his hands on such great trophies?
Instead of thinking about Angor’s alchemist title, Shadow believed that Angor came from someone powerful.
While he endured the great jealousy, Shadow managed to look away from the valuable bracelet and looked at Angor’s bleeding chest.
Three ribs on the left were broken, but the heart was unharmed.
Shadow glared at his Krakoks and complained, “Why didn’t you move your door just a little bit farther?! Then he’d have died!”
All the bleeding was caused by external wounds. Shadow cast a spell to temporary affix Angor’s bones and used Heal to seal the other injuries.
When Angor was stabilized, Shadow found his heartache gone.
“B*tch. I spent all my mana again! I got these wounds from your damn bird, and I still have to look after you!” Shadow kept cursing. “And you only need to sleep!”
When Toby saw Angor was safe, he suddenly felt faint and crashed alongside Angor.
“… And your bird! Just like you!” Shadow picked Toby up. Once he made sure that the bird was simply unconscious, he then tossed him back at Angor.