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This thirty-seventh layer of protection is the final protection that Chief Lark engraved deep within his soul!
It matches up! Everything matches up!!!
Mino felt somewhat ashamed. For a period of time after completing the blessing, he had doubts that the blessing on his body was fake and had no effect. At that time, he even had strong doubts about Chief Lak... It wasn't until his strength increased day by day that these doubts disappeared.
In retrospect, these protective measures weren't useless at all; they were extremely useful!
Mino had a vague realization: when he was being subjected to agonizing torture, what gave him the strength to persevere... was very likely these blessings!
At this moment, Mino was completely moved to tears.
It was him who wronged Chief Lac!
A deep sense of regret and gratitude resonated in my heart, like a warm current flowing through my entire body.
A glint appeared in Minho's eyes, and he straightened his strong spine once more, tilting his head back—
"Ahh~!" He let out a muffled groan of pleasure.
Mino's face was as rosy as a teapot with bubbles. There was no way around it; the pulverized toxins had dissipated into the purest rose essence, giving him a spiritual nourishment that felt incredibly good.
Mino looked as serene as if she had ascended to heaven.
This startled Kletina, who was standing by the bed. She quickly went over to check on Mino and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that he was still conscious.
"What a guy, there's nothing to say about him."
Seeing Mino's tormented and dazed state, Kletina felt a deep sense of respect.
She had been observing Mino's reaction from the very beginning.
Whether it was the tears still wet in the corners of his eyes, his contorted and red face, or his reaction of almost losing consciousness from the pain, it was enough to show that the Rose Needle was very effective.
However, the opponent persisted, and not only was his soul aura undamaged, but it became even more solid... He truly deserves to be the hero that the Kingdom's Morning Star painstakingly nurtured.
Gently stroking Mino's briefly dazed face, Kletina, lost in thought, suddenly heard a faint "click," as if it came from the depths of her soul...
Mino gradually recovered from the pleasure.
The toxins accumulated in the soul continued to erode the protective barrier, but the speed of collapse was far less intense than before, so the pleasure of ascension only lasted for a short while.
"This is bad!" Mino suddenly woke up, sensing the change deep within her soul.
The protection of the thirty-seventh layer was clearly beginning to weaken and was on the verge of collapse!
Without the goddess's mark, Mino can no longer be considered a true hero. This blessing has become baseless, and relying solely on his own energy... he can no longer sustain it!
"Yay, yamerou!!!" Mino's eyes widened instantly, filled with intense terror.
This is his last bond with Chief Lark...
Crack—The rose toxins continued to be consumed, and countless cracks spread across the surface protected by the thirty-seventh layer.
The next moment, the last remaining toxins seemed to pour out their utmost, concentrating into a single point and crashing down upon the protective barrier!
"Do not--!!!"
Mino struggled violently, her eyes filled with intense reluctance. The next moment, a cracking sound came from her spine, as if it had connected to her soul.
A series of sharp cracking sounds spread from the bottom up along the spine, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
*Crack! C ...
The pain of rose thorns lodging in the flesh, the corrosive effect of rose toxins on the soul, and the surging flow of countless rose essences within the soul all converge to form an indescribable chemical reaction.
The "protection" rooted in the soul was pushed to the brink, causing it to let out a mournful cry of unwillingness!
next moment.
A snapping sound, the sound of something shattering, echoed from the depths of my skull—
……
Nighttime, the Magician's Round Tower.
Chief Lach, who had been busy all day, wiped the sweat from his temples.
Looking up at the meticulously arranged and flawless ceremony venue, he revealed an extremely satisfied smile.
This process of meticulously crafting a dark ritual is the greatest romance for black magicians.
As Lark focused on completing all of this, his mind became incredibly calm, as if the wrinkles in his brain had been smoothed out, and he felt a profound sense of healing.
“Nothing can make me panic anymore.” Lark’s smile was incredibly peaceful, accompanied by a tremor in his chest.
"Oh? Is it a magical communicator? It's probably from the palace."
Lark took the item out of his pocket, smiled as he looked at it, and then realized he had guessed wrong:
"So it's the sensing crystal connected to the thirty-seventh layer of Mino's blessing. But it's a bit strange; the vibration of a sensing crystal usually only occurs in one way..."
His tone grew increasingly indifferent, and the smile on Lark's face gradually disappeared; he seemed to sense that something was amiss.
"Walter?"
The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly.
The twilight-colored crystal in my hand vibrated more and more violently, like a heart, with countless cracks covering its surface. Suddenly, a dazzling light burst forth from within the crystal, like a blazing sun!
boom!
The crystal burst open like fireworks, its dazzling light lasting only a moment before fading away with a deafening roar.
The round tower was plunged into deep darkness once more, leaving only the old man, petrified and stiff for so long, his body trembling, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented... light of fear!
"The thirty-seventh layer of protection... has shattered?!"
Lak exclaimed in horror.
Chapter 266 (Seeking monthly votes~) Mino's Rescue Plan, The Hero's Breakup!
At that moment, Lak's world collapsed.
After realizing Mino's monstrous nature, Lak would always wake up in the middle of the night in a chilling panic, looking around at the darkness, fearing that when he opened his eyes again, the alien would undergo a transformation he could not understand.
—The unknown is the greatest fear for Lak.
Mino Lake!
That was something powerful enough to shatter all his long and meticulous research, the accumulation of theoretical logic, the solid foundation he had built up over time, and the hope he had glimpsed step by step by clinging to the abyss—something indescribable and incomprehensible!
Every time he wakes up in the middle of the night, only the faint vibrations of the sensing crystal in his arms allow Lark to fall asleep peacefully again.
The thirty-seventh layer of dark curse, which Lak calls the blessing of "suppressing Mino".
As long as this curse remains deeply rooted in Mino's soul, it proves that he can still put that shackle on that monster!
After all, a curse ingrained in the soul is something that even a genius like Lak, who has reached the pinnacle of both holy and dark magic and is the ultimate genius in the human realm, cannot remove. It is something that is absolutely impossible for a human to do!
The fragility of the human soul means that even if Mino himself tries to forcibly eradicate this curse, there is a high probability that he will damage his soul and become an idiot in the process. This curse is destined to accompany Mino throughout his life, deeply planting the mark of Raq in the body of this foreign creature.
But now... that mark is broken.
The magic power within him surged uncontrollably amidst the violent fluctuations of his emotions. Black flames erupted from Lak's robes, burning the magic stones and magical artifacts he carried to ashes. The rampaging magic power created a terrifying storm in the arena!
"Who did this? They managed to erase the blessing from that monster..."
Lak's deep eyes twitched uncontrollably, his muscles trembled and contorted, and from deep within his throat, Lak forced out a sound filled with terror:
"—Are those idiots trying to destroy the world?!"
abyss:"……?"
Minolta is meant to destroy the world, so what is it for?!
However, it could understand Lark's psychological trauma. The energy surged continuously, and the long-lasting magical tremors even caused a large gap to appear in the dark clouds that had been hovering over the mage's tower. The cold moonlight poured down from the tower, finally calming Lark's emotional turmoil slightly.
Lak used magic to pull out a new black robe, a symbol of composure and wisdom, and his chest rose and fell slightly.
"Well, well, calm down." At this moment, "Darkness" emerged from Lak's shadow and gently soothed him:
"Although I don't know what happened, anyway, the hero's power was sealed in the Demon King's castle, so the shattering of a protective barrier is nothing."
"So what?!" A violent glint suddenly flashed in Lak's eyes as he angrily rebuked, "Do you really think that ever-growing monster will ever be unable to break through the seals of those great demons?!"
The Will of the Abyss was somewhat speechless: "...I have a feeling that your 'trust' in that hero has reached an incomprehensible level."
After calming down, Lak did not let his emotions continue to spiral out of control. His face remained gloomy under the moonlight for a long time, and finally, an unprecedented killing intent filled his eyes.
"Originally, letting those demons imprison Mino was my bottom line... The thought of that bastard living a hellish life in the Demon King's Castle every day gave me a long-lost sense of pleasure."
“But now that those foolish demons have touched upon taboos they shouldn’t have, I can’t just sit idly by.”
Sensing the destructive desire emanating from Lak, even the will of the abyss sighed, feeling that at this moment, Lak's goal was incredibly close to that of the abyss.
"There's still time. After the blessing ceremony, my treasured Radiant Magic Circle will finally come in handy... I should have done this a long time ago."
Dark, heavy clouds once again engulfed the dome of the round tower, and the soft moonlight gradually withdrew from Lark's face, leaving only a sinister face shrouded in darkness.
Lak's cold voice echoed within the lightless round tower:
"Take Mino out of the Demon King's castle, and then—kill him!!!"
……
Demon City.
Mino felt as if her spine was shattering along with the "blessing" deep within her soul.
He collapsed onto the bed, utterly dejected, overwhelmed by self-reproach and pain. The highest blessing bestowed upon him by Chief Lark had just left him, as if cruelly shattering the ten-year bond between him and Chief Lark!
No more, nothing left.
Mino's eyes lost their luster.
He felt much lighter, but Mino knew that without Lak's chief protector, he was now just an empty shell.
Mino felt a warmth in her soul, but she knew this was the last lingering attachment to light for someone who would never see the light of day again.
Mino felt a surge of exhilarating bliss throughout his body, but he knew it was just the pleasure he felt from the acupuncture massage.
"Hero, what... what's wrong?"
Seeing Mino's state, Kletina hesitated for a moment before stepping forward:
"The torture is over. Although I am very unwilling, you have survived the torture once again. I cannot get any more information from you."