Chapter 432 - 430: Origin of Life
Hilia led the way, with the others following behind, to Phil’s resting room.
Upon seeing that Phil showed none of the symptoms mentioned by You Jelieya and that his vital signs were stable, Mr. Pharos sighed in relief.
Hilia said, "Phil’s condition likely means he can’t continue with the vacation trial. I’ll report back to Ms. Ailina tomorrow, rest assured."
Mr. Pharos nodded, "Thank you."
After chatting for a while, Mr. Pharos ordered someone to take Phil back. Before leaving, he handed a dim crystal stone to Hilia.
"Miss Hilia, this was obtained from the deceased You Jelieya. It might involve some secret of the Dusk Sect, but I don’t understand it. Please take it to Ms. Meilina, she might know something."
Hilia took the crystal stone and examined it with curiosity.
The crystal stone was neatly polygonal, giving off a peculiar sensation. Its energy had been almost entirely consumed, leaving it completely dim with numerous cracks all around it, as if it would shatter at any moment.
Touching it, the crystal stone felt very warm and pleasant, not at all what one would expect from a heretic.
Hilia looked at Benovia.
Benovia shook her head, "I don’t know what this is either."
At this moment, Rose said, "This is the Origin of Life."
"Origin of Life?"
"Or rather, scraps of the Origin of Life. Wearing it will make one feel vibrant and full of life, but it has no auxiliary effect. Its function is to protect one’s soul from dying along with the body at the time of death."
Hilia blinked, not quite understanding.
"The soul doesn’t die... does it become a ghost?"
"No, the Origin of Life cannot be used alone. It must be combined with the authority of death and rebirth. At the time of death, the Origin of Life protects the soul, and the authority of death and rebirth transfers the soul to a prepared body, completing resurrection."
Rose looked at the dim Origin of Life in Hilia’s hand: "This belongs to the God of Life and Death’s authority, surpassing magic, as a kind of divine magic. Usually, only the God of Life and Death can use this, as a form of death exemption blessing."
The confusion on Hilia’s face deepened.
The God of Life and Death is one of the Twelve Main Gods.
Why would a heretic of the Dusk Sect have the blessing of the God of Life and Death?
Seeing Hilia’s enduring confusion, Rose smiled faintly: "Two possibilities: the authority of the God of Life and Death was stolen, or the God of Life and Death personally bestowed the blessing."
Hilia fell silent.
She remembered what Jonathan had mentioned about the invasion of gods.
There’s a 90% chance it’s the latter; the likelihood of the former is too small.
A Tier Six Mage, cannot possibly steal the authority of the God of Life and Death.
At least a Holy-tier Mage would have the chance to do so.
Hilia decided not to think about it any further.
She still couldn’t quite accept it.
The girl put away the dim Origin of Life, "Alright, I’ll take it to Ms. Meilina."
The already-used Origin of Life no longer serves any purpose, merely a decoration.
It can’t even serve as that, as those cracks will increase over time and inevitably shatter.
The reason it hasn’t shattered yet is due to a residual magic power of the Origin of Life within.
Hilia followed behind Mr. Pharos, leaving the room together with Benovia, watching Mr. Pharos and others leave.
A moment later, Benovia sighed, "Tonight was truly an unforgettable night."
Hilia nodded in deep agreement.
Just then, Encore hurriedly ran in from outside, shouting as he saw them, "Where’s Phil, where’s Phil?"
Hilia said, "He’s been taken away by Mr. Pharos."
Encore blinked, "So soon? I didn’t even get to see her one last time."
Hilia rolled her eyes, "What are you saying, Phil isn’t dead."
At this moment, Doris also returned.
Seeing the three chatting, she approached and said, "You’re all here, why didn’t you go to support the coast?"
As she spoke, she looked around, puzzled: "Where’s Phil?"
Benovia replied, "Phil encountered some issues and was taken away by Mr. Pharos."
Doris frowned, "I told you, Phil only learning healing and auxiliary magic would backfire sooner or later."
The three showed odd expressions, and finally, Benovia explained the situation to the clueless Doris.
Doris’s eyes widened, "What? I missed Phil’s situation entirely; why didn’t you tell me!"
Benovia said, "Weren’t you with Hilia? I thought she told you."
Encore nodded.
Doris looked at Hilia, and Hilia shrugged, "You never asked."
Doris: "..."
Who would have known Phil would suddenly be in trouble?
"So, it seems we won’t be able to fight alongside Phil in the upcoming trial..."
"It’s alright, after tonight, our vacation trial should be ending early."
With the Deep Sea Demons attacking the headquarters of the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association, and the Holy Master personally attending, the fate was sealed once the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association failed to relocate.
What remains is to uncover the hidden base of the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association.
In this, Hilia felt confident, as the real base of the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association was hidden beneath the Deep Sea Fortress. By observing the structure of the array, she could essentially find out.
She might not even have to, as the Holy Master could discover it.
"It’s over, I’m going to sleep for a bit, bye-bye."
Hilia yawned and bid farewell to the others, returning to the inn where she stayed, found it locked, then returned to the Divine Hall, applied for a room, and immediately fell asleep.
At this moment, dawn was breaking, and a new day began.
Outside the Divine Hall, in the noble district devastated by Phil, the survivors only dared to cautiously come out after confirming no more disturbance.
Meanwhile, the exhausted guards from a whole night’s duty returned to rest under Mr. Pharos’s orders.
Mr. Pharos didn’t rest, he, along with the steward and several surviving nobles, were tallying losses and recovering deep sea demon corpses.
Though their corpses contained pollution, some parts could be purified and consumed, tasting quite good.
The bones, scales, and eyes of those high-tier demons were precious magical materials.
However, these tasks had nothing to do with Hilia anymore.
When she woke up, it was already afternoon.
Hunger made her wake up quickly and get out of bed, feeling completely refreshed.
"No way, this time feels a bit too refreshing."
Hilia sensed something unusual, her gaze shifted to the source of the anomaly: a Heart of the Magic Puppet emitting a soft glow.
"Is this... the life-attributed Heart of the Magic Puppet Rose mentioned?"
Hilia thought about how her magic puppet was still using the most basic Heart of the Water Magic Puppet. Heart moved, she asked: "Mr. Rose, can I use this Heart of the Magic Puppet to create a magic puppet?"