The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 484: Gut-Wrenching Poison

"Doctor?"

Sorobato titled his head, then gently pointed downwards. In mere moments, the fierce wind over the sea surface below suddenly became dozens of times more frantic. The sea surface beneath the night sky grew restless, undulating and outlining the shapes of swirling winds.

Those swirling winds, mixed with the ocean's fishy smell and the white sand dust from the beach, besieged Gou Wen like five or six powerful drills.

"Rumble!"

In an instant, the originally bright, starry night suddenly became densely covered with dark clouds. The surrounding air also seemed endowed with life, trembling along with fluctuations of Rules.

Those tangible winds were the symbol of Sorobato's power as a Mythical Species.

The clothes on Gou Wen's body were whipped wildly. Before this earth-shattering power, the golden dagger he slightly raised appeared so insignificant. Even zooming out to view his entire body, before those swirling winds, he was as weak as a swaying Candle in the Wind.

"You want to rely on your medical skills for revenge?"

Sorobato waved his hand indifferently. That tornado instantly pierced through the entire coastline, splashing sand dust dozens of meters high from the ground. The carefully constructed caves of the Serpent-kin, along with the pierced cliff, turned into a pile of ruins, Completely Devoured by the surging ocean waves in the blink of an eye.

But to Sorobato's surprise, that Whale-kin exceptionally agilely leapt up from the ground, dodging a great distance away. His speed wasn't considered very fast, yet such immense destructive power didn't even damage the clothes on his body.But the problem was, the tornado just now absolutely could not be dodged by existences below the Mythic Rank.

A Lion Uses Full Strength Even Hunting a Rabbit; Sorobato understood this principle better than anyone. Furthermore, this guy's wife was that crazy woman whose destructive power even his own body couldn't withstand...

A single nest can't birth both a tiger and a kitten, so from the very beginning, Sorobato went all out.

Yet this strike still missed?

Gou Wen didn't even seem to pant. But upon seeing nearly a kilometer of the surrounding coastline beginning to collapse and crumble, he still inhaled a breath in Lingering Trepidation, sighing in amazement at Sorobato,

"Is this the power of a Mythical Species? Even the most ordinary Angel within the Sanctuary is like this. No wonder my wife said you nearly dismantled the seafloor when you forged the Holy Artifact back then. Seeing it today, it indeed lives up to its reputation."

"..."

Sorobato ignored the other party and didn't strike again. However, his initially androgynous body suddenly began to grow robust. At this exact moment, the halo atop his head also instantly stood upright behind his head. The pair of illusory wings on his back also abruptly unfurled, instantly extending about seven or eight meters into the night sky.

Following that, the white robe on his body slipped off bit by bit, revealing robust muscles resembling ceramic material. Additionally, dozens of Gospel Relics shimmering with golden light slipped out from within that white robe.

Truth be told, unlike Elves who purely use various Destiny Rules and Mythical Species' powers, races enthusiastic about forging are mostly not frail-bodied Magicians. They are adept at both forging and utilizing them, especially combat-oriented Holy Artifacts.

This also explained why Archangel Michael of the Fifth Heaven presided over both warfare and forging. It was just that they resided in the faraway sky, and few people could face an Angel at full firepower.

But Gou Wen was an exception, because previously, his wife Xuan Can was injured by this guy.

He continued to frown, muttering somewhat puzzledly with his mouth open,

"Something's wrong, how can he change gender so quickly?"

But Sorobato seemingly didn't hear his question. He just expressionlessly grasped a crimson Longspear practically devoid of an edge nearby. Then he raised his hand, and the countless weapon Holy Artifacts nearby plummeted towards Gou Wen like shooting stars.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

In mid-air, within Gou Wen's slightly shrinking pupils, countless crimson Gospels in the sky abruptly bloomed, covering Gou Wen overwhelmingly.

There were Holy Artifacts vibrating and emitting ear-piercing shrieks that assaulted the soul; there were Holy Artifacts draining nearby life force to enhance their lethality; there were Holy Artifacts continuously growing flesh and blood threads to seal off Gou Wen's potential escape routes...

The instant those dozens of Holy Artifacts landed, the entire ground splashed up extremely high dust as if hit by artillery shells. And the moment Gou Wen, whose expression changed slightly, had just lightly tapped the ground preparing to flee, the Sorobato directly above holding the Longspear had already swiftly tapped the weapons, instantly appearing behind Gou Wen like light.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Countless swirling winds instantly roared wildly. As Sorobato turned back to slash, that immense force pushed the spinning weapon out even further. But in the next second, he had already pulled out other Holy Artifacts that had newly fallen onto the surrounding ground, continuing to hack frantically at Gou Wen.

Driven by the immense power of the intense Gospels and his newly robust body, each time Sorobato slashed, the ground would wail. Just like a tornado sweeping across a desert, whisking up all the yellow sand and blowing it towards the Ocean, it formed a sand barrier in mid-air that obscured the line of sight.

Within that sky-filling sand barrier where visibility was unclear, Gou Wen's black and white figure was as erratic as a ghost, continuously moving up and down. Even when the aftershocks of the swung power began to alter the terrain, Sorobato still didn't feel the sensation of a hit at all. Every moment felt like striking empty air...

Sorobato's gaze focused slightly. The next moment, his footsteps paused slightly, braking in place. Subsequently, he turned around and slashed, once again whipping up a fierce wind that blew the sky-filling sand barrier before his eyes entirely toward the Ocean.

"Crack crack crack!"

The sounds of the surrounding earth crumbling, sinking, and colliding were Endlessly Ringing In The Ears. The five or six-meter-high yellow sand entirely blew away and fell into the Ocean. From the sky, body fragments of animals that hid in the yellow sand and didn't have time to escape sporadically fell down...

But when the line of sight before him became clear, the Gou Wen who still remained Calm and Composed unexpectedly stood airily in his original spot once more.

He seemed somewhat curious, continuously observing Sorobato before him, and questioned,

"I already knew beforehand that Angels themselves have no mortal gender, but they can choose a gender postnatally. If turning male, they will become more robust and aggressive; if turning female, they will be more delicate and better able to sense Rules... But regardless, this requires a process, yet you instantly transformed into a male state more suited for combat. This wasn't shown during the battle with my wife previously."

Sorobato raised an eyebrow, then plunged the Holy Artifact in his hand into the ground. His eyes twitched slightly, as if having realized something,

"I heard that you, this Whale-kin doctor, can see through many patients' illnesses at a single glance. Is this related to your Whale-kin ability? Since that's the case, why don't you look at my current physical condition?"

Gou Wen gave a bitter smile and replied,

"You are a Mythical Species, I cannc—"

"Bullshit, didn't you diagnose the Elf King earlier?"

Sorobato watched Gou Wen expressionlessly, then sneered and said to him,

"I'm afraid it's not that you cannot look, but that you cannot see using 'your current body', right? I already noticed something strange just now; clearly both your rank and speed are insufficient for you to handle my attacks, but why did I still lack the sensation of hitting... Now I realize, this isn't your real body at all, but more like some weird Matter. All my attacks just now did hit, it's just that due to the properties of this weird Matter, it seemed as if they missed."

Sorobato's cold gaze swept up and down the current Gou Wen, before he teasingly said,

"If this Matter you created that forms your fake body truly wouldn't be consumed by my attacks... I perhaps still wouldn't have discovered the clue. But haven't you noticed, you are now one centimeter shorter than when you first started?"

Meeting the other party's gaze, Gou Wen helplessly touched his head, gestured up and down, and stated,

"One centimeter... your eyes are too sharp to even see through this?"

"So, your main body should be nearby. Let me find your main body; with your life level, a single breath from me will scatter you..."

Having said that, Sorobato stopped looking at Gou Wen before him. He turned his head to look around, and the tangible wind symbolizing his power spread out along the fractured and devastated ground everywhere. And the Gou Wen before him smiled gently without stopping him.

He just watched the Sorobato in front of him and suddenly questioned,

"Angel Sorobato, you perfectly reconstructed my process of entering the Sanctuary seeking revenge on you, so it's not surprising you can see through my trick now... But since you already knew I went there seeking revenge, aren't you curious why I felt I could seek revenge just by seeing you? Could it be simply because of my deep love for my wife, or because I was furious to the extreme?"

Upon hearing this, Sorobato hastily turned his head to look at Gou Wen before him. His brows furrowed slightly, seemingly with countless thoughts flooding his mind, yet unable to find the answer no matter what.

But fortunately, this wasn't an exam without an answer key. The next moment, Gou Wen had already slightly raised his hand, aiming it at Sorobato before him.

Amidst his gentle smile, Sorobato abruptly noticed that small, nearly entirely transparent bubbles were emerging from the tips of this Whale-kin's fingers. At this moment, under the moonlight of the full moon phase, gorgeous, multicolored brilliance emerged on the surface of those bubbles...

"Angel Sorobato, that is because upon seeing me you were destined to die. I came to the Sanctuary carrying a poison capable of killing you, killing a Mythical Species. Everything of this body is formed from this poison, and it decays and deforms not because your attacks were effective, but because the poison entered your body..."

At this moment, following "Gou Wen's" raised hand, everything on his body slowly turned into those seemingly transparent bubbles. Only that golden dagger didn't disappear, thereby revealing the fine golden threads extending from the end of the dagger's handle.

Those golden threads floated in mid-air, constructing a three-dimensional network devoid of flesh, blood, skin, and bones. And those deadly poisons from just now were attached to this golden network, forming that "Gou Wen" nearly identical to Gou Wen.

"Poison?"

This was Sorobato's first time encountering such a concept. As Mythical Species, Angels had never experienced the birth, aging, illness, and death faced by other creatures. They didn't need to eat, didn't need to rest, and relied solely on the sun's grace to live immortally. This concept simply didn't exist even in the Angel's language; therefore, the language processed by the Translation Relic at this moment only yielded an Unbelievable transliteration.

"Ah, yes, this is poison, Lord Angel. You are unaware that my Blessings and Curses as a Whale-kin are both very weak, lacking offensive capabilities, therefore I was born to be a doctor. My Blessing is called [Hundred Hands of Medicine], capable of restructuring the rule creation of Matter, so I can rapidly manufacture corresponding medicines relying on my understanding of disease principles. My Curse is called [Qi-Viewing Mind's Eye], capable of seeing through the structure and operation of living beings, discovering where the lesions harming the living beings are located..."

"For many living beings, certain substances are both antidotes and deadly poisons. After my wife was injured, I often wondered: Can Mythical Species also be poisoned? Therefore, I decided to try creating such a medicine. This is why I accepted the troublesome task of going to the Tree Continent to treat the Elf King. Even though he was about to die, his life level gave me a lot of inspiration in terms of cases, ultimately helping me successfully create this medicine..."

At this moment, extremely far away, on a hillside roughly two or three kilometers away, the true Gou Wen was constantly replaying his voice through the golden threads manipulated in his hands. His expression held no surprise or joy, merely watching helplessly as that immense amount of deadly poison submerged bit by bit into the body of the Angel before him.

The golden threads in his hands capable of twisting everywhere were actually an old friend of Fisher's, only Fisher himself wasn't from the Ocean, therefore he didn't recognize it.

It was the only fluid Matter personally created by Ramastia. The Fluid Swords in the Next Life's Ocean were all obtained by imitating its Trait, thereby considering it the source Fluid Sword.

This Fluid Sword was presented by Ramastia to Gou Wen as a wedding gift for him and Xuan Can... Mm, don't ask why it was only given to Gou Wen. Because Xuan Can disliked Ramastia; every time He nagged and disturbed Xuan Can's sleep, Xuan Can would often curse Him loudly. As a result, Ramastia felt wronged from being scolded and ignored her. They hadn't made peace when she got married, and still hadn't now.

For this exact moment, Gou Wen had waited a full six and a half months, meticulously crafting a plan just to wait for this moment.

Sorobato in the distance, just as he was about to move his body, suddenly found ring after ring of blue-purple spreading across his body.

It was mentioned previously that because a Mythical Species had achieved 'unity of body and soul', it would possess the Nature of both. This consequently meant that basically all Matter in the world was impossible to affect them. The primary condition to poison a Mythical Species was: this poison must be effective on both the body and the Soul.

On this basis, because each Mythical Species has different powers, the manifestation of their impact on the Rules differs as well. Whether a poison can take effect is an even more extremely complex matter.

But what Sorobato never expected in a million years was that this Whale-kin residing in the Ocean could actually create such a thing.

Why would there be such a Blessing?!!

Could it simply be because the other party was a lucky one favored by Chief God Ramastia, therefore their luck was this good?!

That golden Knife concealed his aura, allowing his power from afar to be replicated through the golden network.

Why would a Whale-kin possess such a thing?

Clearly just an existence whose rank hadn't reached Mythic...

The blue-purple brought by the deadly poison continuously spread over Sorobato's body until covering his robust muscles little by little. The simultaneous dual pain of Soul and body pushed him beyond endurance.

The surrounding wind seemed to quiet down bit by bit, transforming into an embellishment of the bright moon and sparse stars.

Sorobato lowered his head, and trickles of golden blood mixed with sparse transparent bubbles flowed down.

The poison's onset was quiet. Any painful struggle seemed exceedingly redundant to the currently contemplating Mythical Species.

"You too... your wife too... all for a group of ocean bugs..."

Sorobato gritted his teeth. In a place Gou Wen couldn't see, his flowing golden blood, for some unknown reason, suddenly spread a hint of pitch-black resembling a black hole...

At this moment, against the backdrop of that pitch-black blood, those originally terrifying deadly poison bubbles jumped like blinking eyes.

"Bugs... Angel Sorobato, actually, this poison is still just a semi-finished product. Perhaps if your level was a bit higher, early Sixteenth Tier bordering on Seventeenth Tier, or a step further, Seventeenth Tier or higher? Maybe it wouldn't be able to kill you..."

"It's just a pity, you are not."

Gou Wen's calm voice from afar transmitted through that thread, drilling into Sorobato's Soul like the Gut-Wrenching Poison, causing the flowing pitch-black to boil as if subjected to high temperatures.

"..."

"Thud!"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Gou Wen didn't receive a response. The revenge medicine he synthesized using his lifelong supreme medical knowledge rapidly fermented in such silence.

However, truth be told, this was indeed Gou Wen's first time doing such a bad deed. As a doctor who treated illnesses and saved lives, if he hadn't been enraged to the extreme, he probably wouldn't have acted this way.

He appeared Calm and Composed, but the other party not completely collapsing and losing signs of life made him uneasy. From far away, he had no way to activate his Curse to judge the other party's condition.

Fortunately, moments later, the "thud" sound of the other party completely collapsing permanently gave him a reassurance pill.

Gou Wen finally exhaled a long breath. Covered in sweat, he leaned against the dirt mound behind him. The fingers grasping the golden thread had already turned white and stiff from clenching, representing the complete opposite extreme of his usual Calm and Composed demeanor when performing miraculous cures.

After all, he hadn't reached the Mythic Rank. If they really fought head-on, just as the other party said, he would probably be wiped out in a single encounter.

He rubbed his temples and muttered softly with some emotion,

"What a headache... I really am more suited to being a doctor than an assassin..."

But before he could completely relax, the golden thread in his hand began to tremble rapidly. He lowered his head to listen, only to hear the fluid thread abruptly transmit dense, boiling sounds identical to boiling water.

Gou Wen's expression froze slightly. He turned his head in Unbelievable shock, but after all, to be safe, he was very, very far from the battlefield. Thus, right now, he saw nothing...

He only felt that the surrounding wind suddenly became much more urgent.