
Suddenly Angela felt the objects before her eyes swirling, she could not bear it, immediately kneeling and vomiting.
"What happened..."
After vomiting, he wiped his mouth.
"……fucking."
[Strength +2, Agility + 3]
"What has happened……"
Looking around, he found himself in a long hallway.
There are more statues of gods here.
The grass grew on the ceilings and walls, emitting a dim blue light.
"Magic teleportation?"
Guessing how she came here, Angela glanced at the surroundings.
The statues of these gods look the same as before.
Am I still in the temple?
Maybe this is a closed room in the temple?
Angela stood up, and frowned.
"Sial... it hurts a lot!"
His arm was still bleeding, and the pain was spreading all over his body.
"It hurts more than when the leg is broken!"
He held onto his injured arm and looked around, then found a huge bronze tripod more than ten meters away, emitting rays from the water within.
"Gue must clean the wound first..."
Angela walked over there and put her hand into the water.
"Um. yummy, this water is cleaner than wolf's saliva."
To his surprise, the pain soon subsided, and the wound healed in an instant, without even leaving a mark.
"What's going on. This is holy water? Very cool!"
This discovery made her very excited, because feeling thirsty, Angela drank some of the water.
"Well, this is delicious..."
It tastes much better than coffee.
After leaning against the bronze tripod and resting for a while, Angela got up and walked to the side of the passageway.
An open door greeted him.
It's pitch-black inside.
He plucked some grass from the walls of the hallway as lighting, and walked into the room.
The room is empty.
"A strange room, like a prison."
Back in the hallway, Angela used her Insight skill to look at the grass in her hands.
[Blue Moon Grass]
There's not much information.
Walking to the other side of the passageway, he inspected the god statues in the wall hole every few meters.
The statues had different postures and exaggerated expressions.
But their eye sockets were not as empty as before, their eyeballs seemed to be replaced with blue sapphires.
It was difficult to see clearly, as a blue-lighted grass grew around the statue.
Walking for a while, Angela found another room.
The room was full of bookshelves.
Angela walked in, and the only light source in the room was the dim Blue Moon Grass light in her hands.
Strange, this looks like a study room.
He picked up one of the books, but the book instantly turned to ashes.
How long does it take to make a book turn to ashes?
Walking closer, Angela found strange letters written on several bookshelves.
"This may be a spell writing."
He checked several books on the shelf, but most of them were completely unreadable.
Finally he found a book that could be read, and took the book out of the room.
The cover reads, "Advanced Drug Master Skills III".
"Written on the cover I know, but the characters in the book are not the alphabet!"
"This book is definitely not suitable for beginners like me, there must be others."
Back in the room, Angela picked up all the good books.
Unfortunately, only a few books can be read among the hundreds of books.
The most interesting thing is a diary.
"Resurrection Day"
"I questioned my decision to join the Devana Sect, but there's no point in me questioning that."
"I entered the Freedom Awakening Room, successful or not."
"I will become a follower of the Medicine Master, becoming stronger than anyone before ..."
Reading the front few pages of the diary, Angela felt this place seemed to belong to an organization.
Calling themselves as “Sekte Devana”.
Tipping Master Tricks and Drug Masters.
"Means I'm in the Resurrection Room now, eh?"
"He should be here alone, is he in prison..."
This diary records the magic it learns.
"There are important points to be learned in this diary..."
Angela laughed at herself and continued reading.
The Blue Moon Grass seemed to be very important for improving magic skills.
This can all be achieved through a lot of learning and long-term practice, but it takes patience.
It is difficult to become stronger in a colossal way.
After a terrifying test, he found a way to increase his strength quickly.
By eating the Blue Moon Grass and drinking Holy Water, they would advance faster, as well as their skills.
"Bad way, is there no other option..."
Of course, this method has its weaknesses.
On one hand, about 35% of the Medicine Masters instantly died after eating the grass.
The grass alters certain internal structures of the body and can be highly toxic if it is not suitable.
More than a third of the members died of poisoning.
Many people still take risks.
The rapid increase in skills would make many members of the Devana Sect to be overconfident and use them blindly without adequate training.
The speed of skill improvement depends on how long they can stay indoors.
The grass grew very slowly, so members of the Devana Sect could only use a limited amount of grass.
It was obviously impossible to upgrade the skill to the third stage in this way.
After reaching the second stage, the need for grass will increase sharply until its efficacy is no longer felt.
Due to the limited supply of grass, most of them could only enter the second early stage.
The author of this diary seems to upgrade his skills to the final part of the second stage, and then get out of here.
Only people who ate the Blue Moon Grass, then obtained a certain skill could only get out of here.
"Damn it.. Barti I have to eat grass?"
"If it's like a game, start all over again..."
Angela looked at the glowing grass suspiciously, and continued reading the book.
“Drug Master Basic Skills I”, “Drug Master Basic Skills II”, “Drug Master Basic Skills III”, “Advanced Drug Master Skills III”, “Devana Sect History IV”, , “History of the Devana XII Sect", "God Medicine Skills", "Advanced Medicine God Skills, "Master Magic Transformation Skills Tricks"
Moreover, there were dozens of Diaries of Devana Sect members.
Obviously, diary writing can improve their skills quickly.
"...What a shame, the only book I can read is this."
Angela checked the room and hallway to see if there was any food other than grass on the wall.
After searching for nearly two hours, he sat back next to the bronze tripod and sighed.
Looking at the Blue Moon Grass on the wall, Angela stood up.
"Gue if you want to die, you must also die standing."
He took the grass from the wall and ate it.
…………
One minute passed.nearly ten minutes still nothing happened.
"Eh.. this..."
Having not had time to finish her words, Angela began to convulse.
He stretched his body to the floor and started screaming.
The pain is worse than a wolf bite.
There is no mention of this kind of pain in the diary. Probably due to consideration for beginners.
Ten minutes later, Angela was still screaming in pain, the pain was not alleviated, and each time the heart beat would bring new torment.
After half an hour, the scream stopped, but it still hurt.
Every few minutes, his body would twitch, feeling his every nerve being torn apart.
An hour later, a blue light began to radiate from his body.
Form a spell writing that is different from the one on the bookshelf.
After another hour, the light disappeared, and Angela who was on the floor groaned softly.
"I hate this world..."