novelraw Chapter 490: Goat Horn
Chapter 490: Goat Horn
Somewhat worried about that singing camel, Fisher hurriedly walked towards the place he remembered tying it up. But honestly speaking, Fisher felt a bit uncertain about whether it was still alive or not.
Not to mention whether it could survive his near-frantic destruction during this advancement period—its lethality could be seen from the tragic state of the nearby forest. Even if it luckily survived, Fisher didn't know how it managed without eating or drinking for these four days.
This was indeed Fisher's negligence; he honestly admitted his mistake.
According to his original conception, the advancement period shouldn't take that long. The facts were indeed as he inferred, just that a little unexpected error occurred.
The error, or rather the true difficulty of this Body and Soul Unity, lay exactly in his Soul, whose degree of deformity was super-multiplied.
This change seemed to have occurred after his consciousness experienced a Like a Dream or Illusion journey along with that formless song. The most bizarre thing was, this change felt silent and traceless. If he hadn't finally returned to his physical body to begin the fusion process of Body and Soul Unity, he probably wouldn't have even noticed the clues.
It was as if such changes were normal for his Soul, yet it was hard to adapt when returning to his physical body.
Fisher wasn't clear about the specific reasons behind this. But fortunately, after these four days of arduous fusion, his body had now barely stabilized, no longer producing deformity and obvious feelings of madness.
Helaire, as warm as morning light, appeared when he was most exhausted.
Fisher remembered this deeply.Here, the Demi-Human Completion Handbook must be named again. Fisher finally discovered that the influence of the Reproduction Ability added by this thing truly left an inerasable lingering poison.
Just now, when he clearly had just narrowly escaped from the gates of hell, as a result, upon seeing Helaire and hearing that four days had passed, the very first thing he thought of in his mind was unexpectedly "the seventh day is coming up soon".
Combining that with the contributor's note in the handbook, putting the two together better explained the other party's damn wicked taste.
"What are you coming over here for?"
Seeing Fisher continuously walking in one direction, Helaire floating behind him opened her mouth and asked thusly.
"Looking for the gift for you."
Fisher's speed was very fast. He surprisingly discovered his body at this moment seemed to have also acquired properties like the Soul, becoming very light. He only needed to exert a little force to run a very, very long distance on the ground, so he very quickly returned to the place where he had previously tied the camel.
Regretfully, at this place, Fisher only saw a completely intact large tree and the already snapped rope tied to its trunk.
That camel seemed to have broken free from the rope and run away.
Fisher rubbed his temples, feeling regret but not depressed; he just felt it was somewhat troublesome.
Now he already existed at the Mythic Rank. Even if that camel could fly, it couldn't possibly escape his palm; it would just take a bit of effort.
If it was just that camel alone, fine. But the crucial point was, that beautiful Holy Artifact he had decided to give to Helaire earlier was also carried on its body. Fisher didn't know where to go to find another, more suitable gift.
"Is the gift here?"
"Smack smack..."
Helaire behind him saw Fisher finally stop, so she rubbed her hands with a bright expression, looking full of expectation.
"No, it seems..."
"Smack smack..."
Just as Fisher was about to say something, his ears twitched slightly, seemingly hearing extremely rhythmic chewing sounds one after another.
Fisher turned his head expressionlessly and looked in the direction the sound came from. Sure enough, he really saw that camel with a punchable expression between the few still intact trees at the edge of the forest.
At this time, there were still a few blades of grass hanging from its mouth that hadn't been swallowed into its oral cavity. It tilted its head while chewing.
The next second, when it saw Fisher, it seemed to become excited all at once. In three bounds and two steps, it swallowed all the food in its mouth whole, frolicking and singing as it charged fiercely towards Fisher, headbutting him right in the kidney.
Fisher stood Motionless, while it planted headfirst onto the ground. Yet it still got up "grunting and squeaking", looking at Fisher, seemingly complaining about him tying it up in this place for so long.
But it was also fortunate this guy was unexpectedly still waiting for him here, even though it had clearly already broken free from the rope. This guy seemingly Baffling And Unaccountable had a certain degree of affection for him. It couldn't be said that Fisher's appearance also had an effect on a camel, right?
Not seeing each other for these four days, Fisher, who was clearly a scumbag, had been negligent, yet for some unknown reason, this guy was even closer to him.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Fisher didn't resist, allowing it to headbutt his hard-as-iron kidney. Instead, he gently reached out and rubbed its head. Turning his head, he also happened to see Helaire's face sizing up that camel, so he incidentally explained for her,
"I tied it here before I advanced. A full four days; it's probably angry... We bumped into this when I was out with Gou Wen and the others earlier. It swallowed a failed product of a Life Gospel Relic forged by Sorobato, very spiritual. I don't know why, it stuck to me the first time we met, and it's still like this now."
While helping it smooth its hair, Fisher checked the other Holy Artifact placed on its body. But suddenly thinking of Helaire's words about a "sense of ceremony" just now, then it would be just right to give her that one tomorrow.
"It can also sing, feels like it should suit your taste."
Fisher's words were tactful, not explaining too much, just wanting it to perform the unique singing skill it had shown before. But that camel just kept headbutting his kidney, not stopping at all.
Fisher's face darkened slightly, amusing Helaire in front of him. Immediately after, she also waved her hand at that camel. As if there was a telepathic connection, that camel immediately paused its body, and raised its head to look at Helaire before its eyes.
"Come here, let me see."
That camel sized Helaire up. After pausing for a moment, it immediately ran towards Helaire. The quickness of the transformation exceeded Fisher's imagination, totally looking like a traitor.
"Gurgle gurgle!"
Seeing Helaire, that camel felt even more excited than seeing Fisher, constantly rubbing her hand with its head. Fisher was left speechless watching, crossing his arms and observing the damned camel's appearance.
"Haha, looks like it likes me very much. Sing a song for me, let me listen..."
"Hum~ hum~ hum~"
That moving singing voice very quickly flowed from the camel's mouth, like some sort of melodious instrument, and also like an emotionally tactful human voice, flowing like a murmuring clear spring. As Helaire listened attentively, that bright smile deepened bit by bit.
After one song finished, Fisher raised an eyebrow, because he abruptly discovered that the song this camel sang in front of Helaire was not only sung harder but also sounded better...
From the corner of her eye, Helaire saw the somewhat depressed Fisher and burst into laughter,
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. I'm very fond of this camel; from now on, it will be my mount..."
"Gurgle gurgle~"
As Helaire spoke, the camel beside her echoed her like a sycophant. But Helaire didn't look at it; she just looked at Fisher smilingly, reached out her hand to him, and asked,
"Do you want to help me sit on it and try?"
Looking at her extended hand, Fisher finally didn't ask very straightforwardly like before, 'You're a Mythical Species yourself, can't you fly up?'
He only glanced at the other party's smiling, scattered blue-gold pupils. Subsequently, he smiled slightly and held her hand, reminding,
"This camel isn't peaceful; remember to sit steady."
"I will be careful."
Subsequently, Fisher reached out and hugged her legs that were originally suspended in mid-air, lifting her, who was almost weightless, onto the back of the dromedary camel that was standing cleverly in place.
The original Saddle tool on its back was still there. Helaire didn't straddle it, but maintained a side-sit with both legs in one direction, sitting on the camel's back.
"Hum~ hum~ hum~"
In the woods, sensing the light Angel on its back sitting on the Saddle tool, that melodious singing voice once again lingered in the surroundings, like an invisible ribbon wrapping around the body of this Angel before his eyes.
The breeze blew past slightly, swaying the warm morning light and loose white robe on her body, looking like a holy, languid Angel gazing at Fisher before her eyes.
Was it because the camel and the other party's temperaments matched, or simply because of Helaire's extreme beauty?
In short, Fisher felt this gift suited her very well.
"Looks pretty good."
However, his evaluation remained restrained. Fortunately, Helaire didn't mind.
She just tilted her head, a strand of golden curly hair fell on her forehead, covering one of her eyes, yet not covering her smile,
"Indeed very good, I'm very fond of it. Looking forward to tomorrow's gift~"
"Also don't necessarily have to wait until tomorrow, that gift is just on the camel's..."
"Shh, give it to me tomorrow, you know."
"..."
She raised a finger and placed it in front of her lips. The slight exhalation carried a meaning of hushing. Yet hushing was too rigid, so the next second, that finger seemingly entrusted a trace of her fragrant kiss and brought it towards Fisher's direction.
Subsequently, without pausing, she patted the Saddle tool beneath her. That camel immediately shook its head, carrying her and slowly walking outwards the woods, leaving Fisher, who had just signed for that flying kiss, to slowly follow behind.
...
...
In the boundless wilderness, it was exactly a good time with fine weather and cloudless skies.
At this very moment, in the woods quite far from the previous coastline, a thin Demi-human Race clad in shabby clothes and walking with struggling steps was holding a tree branch, walking in this boundless wilderness.
His originally long dark blue hair was now stained with some dried blood, and the tattered silk weaving clothing made of some marine seaweed on his body even failed to cover his body somewhat. His whale tail hung weakly behind him. Propping himself up with a long wooden pole, he walked seemingly aimlessly. And then, whenever he saw some Demi-human Races or humans who might pass by, he would open his mouth and ask, "Have you seen five bastards, among whom there is a very tall Elephant-Man Species, followed by a Brain Demon Race, Lion-kin, and Wolfman Race, led by a damn human?"
That's right, this ragged Whale-kin was exactly Gou Wen who had just experienced a fierce battle that night four days ago.
Up until today, he hadn't returned to the Ideal State for these four days, but painstakingly searched outside for the most primitive Golden Fluid Sword he had lost, yet not a single person could give him a positive answer.
Because this thing was not only a gift bestowed upon him by Ramastia, but even more so the token of marriage between him and his wife, extremely precious and important. Ever since it was snatched away by that human deserving a thousand deaths that night, Gou Wen roamed Dragon Tail Island as if he lost his Soul, attempting to find that guy.
Speaking of it, it was strange. That guy left a name and left conditions holding the item for ransom, but just didn't leave a way for him to find her. He didn't know if she forgot, or if she believed coming and going, meeting each other all depended on fate and luck?
Gou Wen didn't know, but he indeed was somewhat exhausted.
The previous battle had already depleted all his foundation. Having his four limbs severed and then reattached using blessings simply reduced his lifespan.
He finally lay powerlessly on the ground, seemingly having Nothing Left to Live For as he looked at the sky, appearing somewhat At A Loss, only softly cursing,
"Don't let me catch you. If I catch you, you won't be able to eat and walk away (won't be able to bear the consequences)..."
"Oh, you're here. Found you."
Right at this moment, Helaire's somewhat surprised voice transmitted. Hearing this, Gou Wen immediately opened his eyes, only to see a huge camel face, frightening him into hurriedly sitting up. Turning his head to look behind, he sure enough saw Helaire sitting on the camel and Fisher leading the camel beside her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Doing what? There's a despicable, disgusting robber... oh no, pervert!! She took away the memorial of my marriage with my wife while I fell to the ground heavily injured! I'm looking for the whereabouts of her and her gang of accomplices..."
"She?"
"That's right, it's the group that robbed the Kakaf Snake-Person Tribe merchant caravan earlier, wait..."
Gou Wen first glanced at Helaire, and subsequently saw the nearby Fisher from the corner of his eye. His gaze could then no longer be moved away, and his originally Filled With Righteous Indignation words also broke off on the spot.
His pupils shrank slightly, and subsequently, he pulled a bit closer to Fisher, subconsciously blurting out,
"My... you... you entered the Mythic Rank?"
The whale tail behind him immediately perked up. In Fisher's view, this was already the few remaining energy of his wretched self right now. Yet even so, he still scanned Fisher up and down endlessly as if observing a rare treasure, and subsequently muttered in an almost imperceptibly soft inner voice,
"My god, I originally thought my wife was already a heavyweight, I didn't expect there's an even more outrageous one here..."
"What's up?"
"You... you leaving earlier was to enter the Mythic Rank?"
"Otherwise what? I also said I wanted to help you, but it seems you can solve it yourself..."
"Solve it myself? No..."
At this moment, Fisher felt Gou Wen was about to die from weakness, yet the look in his eyes towards himself was a kind of absolutely fervent passion hard to refuse. His occupational disease as a doctor flared up again, especially when encountering such a rare case as Fisher,
"Your method of entering the Mythic Rank is very bizarre, this also leads to your current Mythic Rank being very bizarre, look at your kidney."
"Kidney?"
"Yes, there, very strange."
Fisher was slightly startled, and subsequently suddenly thought of something. His expression changed immediately, lifting his long white robe, only to see at his lower abdomen area, which barely maintained a human shape inside, densely packed "∞" symbols resembling ants constantly emerging at this moment, revolving around the side of his waist.
And what made one feel even more frightened was, at the place that originally housed Renee's power, at this very moment it had completely transformed into a purple luminous body embedded in his Soul, unceasingly emitting a weird aura. Moreover, it seemed that purple light became even more active after sensing Fisher's attention.
"&*shjidqb1=jk"
Raving murmurs giving him a headache continuously surged by Fisher's ears. At the same time, the horn from just now he placed in his embrace was also attracted by the aura at his waist, emitting an ominous dark red light.
At the instant that light fluctuated, Fisher's body once again trembled irregularly. He first felt a sense of swelling power, and subsequently, he seemingly surprisingly discovered that the Reproduction Desire on his body was continuously receding...
No, not receding, but converting.
In Fisher's mind, his preference towards Demi-human Races was receding like the tide, replaced by an affection towards normal human females of the same species!
But fortunately, the next second, he just saw the golden light representing the Demi-Human Completion Handbook before his eyes flash slightly with considerable annoyance. That dark red power then vanished in the twinkling of an eye, and Fisher's affected desires also returned to normal in an instant.
"Stop, Fisher! Quickly move your attention away from your body! You are already at the Mythic Rank, Soul and physical body are one. Doing this will draw out the Chaotic aura on you."
But that crimson goat horn seemed utterly un-stoppable, crazily approaching Fisher's kidney, as if wanting to fuse into one with his kidney.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a streak of morning light flashed nearby, pulling that goat horn to fly backward into her hands, only then did it slowly die down.
Fisher clutched his kidney and took a step back, while Gou Wen silently stared at that rather familiar-looking goat horn...
That night, it really was you.
"...This thing is a Life Gospel Relic forged by Sorobato, different from other unfinished products, this thing has already been completely refined. It's just unknown why forging Life Gospel Relics would trigger Chaos to this degree. That night I nearly fell into the hands of this thing. Sorobato should have originally died, yet relying on its power stood up again. If you ask me, its efficacy definitely shouldn't be just this, but it's absolutely very dangerous, you'd better stay far away from it."
Gou Wen narrowed his eyes, saying,
"When that thing activated just now, your condition was extremely weird; even my Curse couldn't understand what exactly happened. The reason Chain of Heaven doesn't allow the Angels under him to forge Life Gospel Relics is absolutely not some bullshit respecting the life created by the Lord God, the true reason can only be that this thing will draw out Chaos..."
"That's right, that's right. You were originally inherently different from us Mythical Species. Your aura leans towards Chaos; carrying this thing, there's no telling what trouble will arise. Let me safeguard it first."
Helaire also nodded, agreeing with Gou Wen's point of view.
Forging Life Gospel Relics triggers Chaos?
Why?
Fisher was completely baffled, but he suddenly remembered a bit of something. Regarding that goat horn Holy Artifact stickily leaning on him, just like he was some sweet pastry... Earlier Gui said he was very special, could this be exactly such a specialty?
It was also like this when he first met that camel previously, could it be also because it engulfed Sorobato's unfinished Holy Artifact, thus provoking a certain degree of Chaotic aura and thus being attracted by him?
Thinking of this, Fisher turned his head and glanced at the camel Helaire was riding, wanting to verify his thoughts. But he found that the traitorous camel completely ignored him.
Fine, verification failed, maybe it just found him pleasing to the eye.
"I know, let me give this to you first, Helaire. Can you handle it?"
"Mm, cannot. I might also be affected... but I can hide it first, hide it in a place others won't discover, wait until we research it then take it out, how about it?"
Fisher Neither Agree Nor Disagree, after all there were no better methods. As long as it wasn't discovered and taken by others, it would do. In aspects of pranking and hiding things, for some reason, Fisher almost instinctively trusted this guy Helaire.
"Then next, we..."
"Let's go, let's go, let's go back and rest a bit. I haven't eaten for two or three days, starved to death already..."
The one speaking was Gou Wen, but Fisher hearing this was abruptly startled.
This guy just now, wasn't he desperately clamoring to find the token of marriage between him and his wife?
He raised an eyebrow, yet his peripheral vision fell on that goat horn clutched in Helaire's hand.