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Chapter 1086 - Chapter 1086 Chapter 333 Vampire Symbiote_4

Chapter 1086: Chapter 333: Vampire Symbiote_4 Chapter 1086: Chapter 333: Vampire Symbiote_4 Leonard Churchill’s brows furrowed slightly as he asked, “Is it because of your body?”

He wasn’t surprised by the “invisible in plain sight” solution.

He just questioned its feasibility.

Before, when Mushroomhead was at his peak, Leonard thought he could go anywhere.

But in his current state, he reckoned any gunman could easily take him down.

Noah Wright, however, didn’t seem to care at all: “It’s not as bad as you think. Such an injury, for me, is not entirely a bad thing.”

Leonard: “???”

How could it not be bad when he was close to death?

Noah’s eyes foggy, he chuckled and said, “Fate entangles a person throughout their life; we must accept its good phases, as well as its bad ones. Happiness and pain, pleasure and hardship, good and bad, they all make up ‘me’; this is the complete world. Just like climbing a mountain, when you step onto the staircase, you inevitably have the path that leads down.”

“Oh?”

Listening, Leonard paused to think for a moment. He too understood “I Am the World,” so he easily grasped what Mushroomhead intended to convey.

Realizing that the other was guiding him, he then laughed self-deprecatingly: “It turns out my perspective has been too narrow.”

Noah laughed, shaking his head, and cast a glance at Leonard: “Your progress has been surprising to me. I originally thought it would take you several more years to reach your current level.”

He had noticed the changes in Leonard and sincerely expressed his sentiment: “This way, I can leave with peace of mind. If I can’t come back, remember, if you meet the next person wearing the Pursuer of Light Mask, please offer them my guidance.”

“…”

Upon hearing this, both Leonard and Erin, who had been listening silently, grew tense.

Noah, however, remained carefree, with a relaxed smile on his face: “Sometimes, it’s quite good to stop. Stop and contemplate one’s own Professional Sequence, and even take the rare opportunity to write a few good scripts. This injury has led me to a deeper understanding of the world I know…”

Speaking, he paused, his tone carefree: “Besides, I am originally a Bard, meant to travel and see the world.”

At his words, Leonard gazed at the stairs underfoot and chuckled softly: “Hmm.”

…

Many fortresses from the Taron Era had complex underground tunnels.

This secret base was about three hundred meters beneath the land.

Following Noah down, Leonard saw a vast array of experimental equipment at first glance.

This was Master Merlin’s laboratory.

When the three of them descended, the old man in the white lab coat, surrounded by tentacles, was busy at work.

Leonard took the initiative to greet him: “Master Merlin.”

Merlin’s hands were full, but he glanced over and managed a greeting as well: “Hey, Leonard boy, long time no see.”

Before they had spoken much, the jar in the center of the lab filled with a red liquid began to shake violently, as if some monster was about to break free.

The blood churned and bubbled, the air filled with a familiar scent of blood.

Leonard knew this was Crimson Corruption.

But Master Merlin didn’t seem surprised by this at all. He injected a green potion into the jar and muttered, “I told you, Noah boy, couldn’t you have postponed it for a few more days? The experimental subject is not very stable right now, and I’m worried something might go wrong on the way.”

Listening, Noah Wright also seemed rather helpless, “Can’t wait. If we don’t leave soon, we’ll have to abandon this base in three days at most. All the experimental equipment will have to be scrapped.”

“…”

At this, Merlin’s face showed frustration, “Well, that’s it then. I’ll just have to prepare more Crimson Suppressors for you. Be careful on your own. If you become contaminated, there’s no saving you.”

Listening to their conversation, Leonard couldn’t hide his confusion.

He did know about the jar with Crimson Corruption in the lab, but what was going on?

Before he could think further, the blood in the jar stopped boiling as the potion was injected, and the liquid became clear. A muscular middle-aged man with Evil Ghost tattoos all over his body came into view.

Leonard blinked: “Old Bible?”

Noah, knowing what Leonard was puzzled about, explained, “The people from the Crimson Sect used symbiotic magic to conceal the jar inside the captain’s body to smuggle it out of the Divine Ruins Treasure House. The problem was quite tricky. To extract the jar, the captain had to die. If left inside, he’d be contaminated…”

Leonard frowned upon hearing this.

The Crimson Believers were betting on Noah’s hesitation.

Indeed, Reuel Bible didn’t die.

Noah continued, “Later, it was Master Merlin who thought of a method. Using ‘forcible symbiosis,’ he fused the Outer God’s flesh with the captain, making him a host for the flesh of the Outer God. The symbiotes depended entirely on each other for survival; neither dared to kill the other. As long as the captain’s consciousness remained, he could control the Crimson within the jar. Hmm… it’s somewhat similar to your case, now a flesh-contaminated vampire, but not polluted by faith…”

Leonard: “I see…”

It sounded a bit like the idea Master Merlin proposed before about implanting Evil God Tentacles in his brain.

As he spoke, Master Merlin added, “We also owe it to the blood samples from young Leonard; otherwise, this solution wouldn’t have been possible. But his situation is more complex, with a high risk of losing control. The Potion can only suppress it temporarily; there’s still a long way to go to solve it completely…”

Leonard, feeling left out of the conversation, suddenly felt his Great Sword behind him shake slightly.