Chapter 180: First Sight
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
After returning to the city, Heath started to deal with the plague. He had already dealt with the source of the plague, the Dark Wizards, so the rest was easy to deal with.
There were many ways to deal with the Acter Abyss Worms. Heath used the simplest method, the devouring method. To put it simply, he would directly eat the plague and the Acter Abyss Worms.
The Acter Abyss Worm was a parasite. Although it had incredible reproductive ability, its strength was no different from ordinary worms. It was a rare delicacy for many creatures in nature, for example, birds.
After all, most birds ate worms.
According to this principle, Heath made a Wizard tool: The Crow Mask.
This was a Wizard tool made of crow’s beak, brown cow skin, Red Crystal, black feathers, burqa, resin gloves, and other materials. It was given a specific rune by Heath to specifically target the Acter Abyss Worms.
As long as a cut was made on the patient’s body and the appropriate blood was released, the Crow Mask would automatically activate and release a unique smell. This smell would lure the Acter Abyss Worms out of the patient’s body, after that, the mask would transform into the Avatars of Crows and eat all the Acter Abyss Worms that came out.
These Acter Abyss Worms that were eaten would then be converted into elemental energy, causing the Crow Mask to be able to summon the Avatars of Crows again. By relying on this method, one would be able to solve the problems caused by the Acter Abyss Worms without needing to consume Magic Stones.
Kingdom of Navi, Cavalim City.
“After seeing the worms, there’s no need to be afraid. Leave everything to the Crows.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
In the spacious hall of Cavalim Church, there were many simple ‘hospital beds’ that were formed from animal skins, cloth, and so on. There was a patient lying on each bed.
Some people dressed strangely were busying themselves in front of the patients.
They were all wearing burqas made of black feathers. On their faces was a leather mask with a big crow’s beak. On their hands were gloves made of resin.
Pfft! Pfft!
The sound of scalpels cutting through flesh and blood vessels echoed in the hall from time to time. These crow people cut open the patients’ blood vessels one after another and used silver basins to receive the patients’ blood.
Along with the blood, there were also some strange-looking insects that were driven away like earthworms and beast-like heads.
These little things squeaked and fell into the blood in the silver basin. Immediately, the blood seemed to boil up and it jumped in the blood continuously.
At this time, the black feathers on the crows’ robes would fall down and turn into crows. These crows flew to the silver basin and their long beaks began to feast on the insects in the blood.
When they were full, the crows’ robes would grow new feathers.
Bishop Beagle looked at this strange scene and his eyes were filled with surprise.
He exclaimed, “Lord Heath, you really opened my eyes. The crows you brought saved Cavalim. You saved everyone here!”
Heath said indifferently, “This is what I should do.”
Beagle looked at the crows who were wearing strange clothes and praised, “Such a strange image has never appeared in this world before. What should I call them? Lord Heath?”
What should he call them?
Heath thought for a moment and said casually, “Doctor.”
“Crow Doctor.”
At this point, there was a new profession in the Wizard World.
It was said that they all had magical powers. Every time someone got sick, they would put on a robe with a skin mask sewn with the beak of a crow and cut open the patient’s blood vessels to treat the patient, they would drive away the patient’s pain and plague.
People called them —
The Crow Doctor.
…
The plague incident in Cavalim thus came to an end.
After finishing his work here, Heath did not stay any longer. After resting for a day, he set off the next day and returned to the Shadow Tower.
A few days later, outside the Shadow Land, in the woods.
Walking on the path to the Shadow Land, Heath turned his head to look at the surrounding scenery. There was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
The thick grass that grew past his knees, the ancient trees that blotted out the sky, the thick fallen leaves that filled the entire path, and the beams of light that interweaved in the air through the treetops…
Everything was so familiar.
Ender chuckled and said, “Hey, buddy, how is it? Do you still remember this path?”
Heath replied, “Of course.”
Back then, he had walked through this road. He, Ender, Karina, and the Wizard Salado who had led the way.
Ender said with some emotion, “I didn’t expect so many years to pass in the blink of an eye. The little unknown Apprentice of the past has also become a Wizard.”
Jessica smiled. “What? Are you two going to leave us to catch up?”
Ender said, “We’re just talking about the fact that we just came to the Wizard World, okay? Heath and I come from the same place. I remember I told you about it, right?”
Jenny interrupted and suggested, “Let’s get together when we get back to the Tower.”
After a pause, she said with some sadness, “After all, there aren’t many Apprentices left now…”
On the way, Heath had heard Jessica and the others talking about what had happened in the past few years.
Because of the lack of resources, most of the Apprentices had left the Shadow Land in the past few years, including most of their first batch of Apprentices. They were basically the only ones left.
Jessica said, “I don’t have any objections, but it depends on whether the Wizard is willing to give us the honor.”
Heath asked, “Is the Green Bamboo Hut still there?”
Ender said, “This one is still there. That kid Kata hasn’t died yet.”
Heath said, “Then let’s meet there later. It’s my treat.”
Everyone was overjoyed.
“As expected of our Shadow Tower’s Black-Haired Prince!”
“You can wear a crown just because you have a free meal? Your loyalty is too low.”
“Haha…”
Everyone chatted merrily as they walked into the Shadow Land,
“Then, I’ll see you later.”
“Okay.”
After parting ways in front of the main tower, Heath walked into the tower alone.
Ten years ago, although the tower had been severely damaged and almost destroyed, it had been repaired with the help of magic. After ten years of repair, Shadow Tower had mostly recovered.
It was still as tall as the clouds, and it was still as magnificent as ever.
However, there were fewer Apprentices in the Tower. The Tower that used to be bustling with people had become much quieter. Along the way, Heath only saw a few Apprentices.
According to Ender and the others, there were less than a hundred Apprentices left in the Tower now…
Heath looked at the tower. Although it looked exactly the same as before, he still felt that it was a little different.
It was probably due to its temperament…
In the past, due to the dark clouds that covered the tower all day long, Shadow Tower was very depressing and dull. Wherever it went, it would be dark.
But now that the dark clouds had disappeared, the sunlight shone directly on the tower, lighting up the entire tower. The cold temperament was replaced by warmth.
The temperament of the tower had changed, and so had the Apprentices.
In the past, there were too many Apprentices in the tower. In addition to the shortage of resources, the internal volume of the tower was very serious.
Competition, hard work, struggle, hard work…
In order to not lag behind, in order to snatch the resources, the Apprentices almost always opened their eyes and worked until night. Occasionally, they would relax and constantly worry about their cultivation progress. Heath was a typical example, and he was the representative figure among them.
No matter where he went, he could always see the Apprentices’ hurried footsteps in the past. He could see the anxiety and urgency on their faces all the time.
But now, along the way, the Apprentices that Heath saw were not in a hurry. There was not much anxiety on their faces. They strolled leisurely in the courtyard, looking peaceful.
“Are they lying down and waiting to die?”
Heath was amazed.
When they passed through a corridor, a familiar figure slowly walked over from the other end of the corridor.
That was… A Witch… A beautiful Witch…
That beautiful face that even magic could not bring, silver-gray silky long hair, fair and delicate skin as white as snow, and a black cloak wrapped around her whole body.
Thud!
Thud!
The sound of footsteps stopped almost at the same time in the corridor.
The young men and women on both sides of the corridor stopped at the same time.
Heath looked at the witch in front of him, and the Witch in front of him was also looking at him.
The sunlight penetrated the cross window on one side of the corridor and interweaved into beams of light between the two of them.
On this afternoon.
The two people who had not seen each other for a long time welcomed their first meeting again.
