Wasteland Echoer

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Brett forced himself to endure the uncontrollable beating of his heart and the cutting-like pain. He bit his lips hard with his teeth and tried not to make any unnecessary noise.

Large, half-red beads of sweat that smelled like stinking ditches also overflowed and slid down from near his forehead, scattering on the soil. It actually produced a burning effect, causing some white and red sweat to appear on the ground. Black interweaving smoke.

"Poison?" Oliver speculated in a deep voice:

"No, there aren't any chemicals here, and there aren't too many extraordinary things. And I generally understand the skill types of the Lost here. They don't have anything like [Potion Masters] or [Plant Experts]. Brett , what happened to you before you were captured by Wovkosky?"

"I told you, 'Crazy Body', I killed a body of 'Crazy Body'... but at that time he detonated a weakly powerful bomb in his body, it seemed... it seemed to be a sub-level with 30% power. 'Fire of retribution.' The bomb...there was toxin in the bomb?" Brett struggled to remember.

He forcibly supported his huge body and did not dare to sit down from the kneeling position. He knew that once the enemy's territory was still affected by "poison", once he relaxed mentally and physically, he might be completely "given up" The situation affected by the idea is no longer possible to survive.

Now we need to find the cause, but even more we need to find the solution!

"It shouldn't be." Oliver didn't contact Brett rashly and analyzed:

"Bombs are nothing more than made of sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal and other raw materials. If you include the magic source power, they are either 'fire', or at most mixed with the elements of 'earth' and 'wind'. And the more powerful ones are more The 'Yurem Ore', which is close to an extraordinary item, does not exist in the Zine Empire. And none of them contains toxins. Could it be that the 'little wolf' or the 'hairy wolf' just had toxins on their bodies before they died? I attacked you before?"

After thinking of this key point, Oliver hurriedly stepped forward, peeled off Brett's silver-white uniform shirt that was stained with red blood, and had a lot of yellow and black substances that looked like motor oil, and carefully looked at his broad back. Watching.

After all, when "Mao Wolf" asked "Little Wolf" to induce Oliver with delicious food and "Dream Heart", Brett was actually facing them sideways. There should be no clear chance of poisoning.

So when Brett attacks "Mao Wolf" head-on, "Little Wolf" should have the possibility of sneak attack from behind.

Maybe it wasn't a sneak attack, but a subconscious counterattack in desperation.

Brett's body may have been filled with pain at that time, and he was very excited, so he was not aware of the temporary pain at all.

After he relaxed slightly, the pain that should have existed naturally came to his door again and began to affect his spirit and permeate his whole body.

"I found it. It should be a wound from a weapon such as a dagger." Oliver gently touched Brett's skin carefully.

"Where?" Brett asked in confusion, and circles of rippling "stars" suddenly began to appear in front of his eyes.

In just a few seconds, he felt as if he was gradually immersed in a black fog, with blue, white, yellow, and even purple stars shining in the surrounding space.

Those stars spread out from the inside out in a spiral shape, and in the process of movement, they limited his body's ability to sense.

"This is here." Oliver pulled up his right glove slightly, and touched Brett's wound through the palm of the glove.

"No... no feeling. No feeling!" Brett was surprised.

In the past ten or twenty years of fighting for the empire, Brett's body could feel pain, all kinds of pain, no matter how hard the battle was.

His body is naturally resistant to psycho-paralyzing drugs, and no anesthetic drug of any kind has any effect on him.

Therefore, even on the operating table of the Imperial Hospital in Zhinetsk, he could only endure the pain and was unable to faint.

His mental strength will be improved to a certain extent when suffering pain, and he cannot faint or lose control of his body.

But this time, not only did he feel confused when in pain, but he was also unable to feel the pain of the wound on his back.

Forcibly suppressing the various pains in his heart and other parts of his body, Brett asked Oliver in a rich and hoarse voice:

"How is my wound...? Is it 'poison'?"

"The center of the wound is jet black, like ink." Oliver described it in vivid language:

"There are a few purple blood vessels extending outward, but the wound itself is only the size of a coin. There is no redness or swelling around it, and it is very soft when pressed. There is also some brown blood seeping out, which is not a normal color anyway."

"It's most likely poison, but I'm born with antibodies to paralyzing drugs. Is there something extraordinary in this? I'm worried that extraordinary items will affect me. You should...should have heard about it, Oliver. Socrat The committee prohibits all city citizens and troops from talking about extraordinary things, let alone touching them. Once... once I am affected by them, there will be a possibility that I will never be able to return to Socra." Brett explained in a semi-pleading tone.

"I understand. Didn't we cooperate just now? We are teammates now, and we can only rely on each other. Don't worry, I will definitely help you, even if we have only known each other for two days," Oliver promised.

Then, he placed his hands near the wound, pressed his thumbs and index fingers against the four directions of the wound, and pulled outwards, trying to let more blood flow out.

Seeing a few drops of darker brown blood oozing out, Oliver leaned forward and put his nostrils as close as possible to Brett's wound, using the Lost's unique ability to sense extraordinary things and the power of magic, sniffing.

"There is some smell of involute flowers, but it must not be pure. It must be specially cultivated or specially modified. I remember seeing a description of this type of involute flowers in the journal "Imperial Medicine". It should be the 'Anshen Uchihana' or the 'Exciting Uchika'. However, I feel it is more likely to be the further modified '007 version of the Anshen Uchika'.

This kind of flower will quickly cause the person who is contacted to fall into a state of mental silence, thereby weakening all perception of pain. Finally, the person will become extremely sleepy and die from apnea in sleep. It is a prop used by some assassins who are not under the jurisdiction of the church, as well as the teams of the empire that perform special missions. But..." Oliver continued his analysis:

"There is also some smell of 'Abyss Mandala', which can speed up the process of falling asleep. I have to say, Brother Brett, you are lucky. The toxins from the dagger wound just now are definitely not much, and your body The quality is extremely strong, stronger than the Lost Ones, so you can hold on until now, and you have also defeated two enemies."

"Now that the cause has been analyzed... let's think of a solution, Oliver." Brett interrupted Oliver's analysis roughly and urged.

"I also sensed some dark magic power, but fortunately there was no smell mixed with the unintentional burning liquid. Of course, there was also the smell related to item-level monsters.

So don’t use that sequence monster, ‘MB-105: Mithril Blood Drop’ for the time being. There are many examples of conflicts between sequential monsters, and they can easily affect your consciousness. In serious cases, they can even devour your soul and turn you into an empty body. "Oliver's head felt increasingly messy. In the absence of medicine, he could not find a suitable solution for the moment.

Suddenly, the scene when Atwood asked him to "control" Luo Nie popped up in his mind, and then, a pendant-like object suddenly appeared in his mind.

Its bottom is a pink crystal, and in the middle is a rectangular metal sheet, connected in series with a silver-white chain.

"'Silver Crystal', to 'Silver Crystal'. It has the ability to induce. In addition to inducing coma, it can also subconsciously change the perception of certain things by humans or the lost. Of course, it requires continuous infusion. The power of magic." Oliver murmured softly.

Immediately afterwards, he groped for the inner pocket of his military green jacket and uniform.

As he put Brett's silver-white uniform shirt back on him, he thoughtfully pulled the shirt down in front and fastened the zipper and outer buttons.

Turning around, the "silver crystal" was pinched by his hand and appeared in front of Brett's eyes.

"Help me, I feel like I can't hold it any longer. And... and, Oliver, I think... I think you have to promise me something." Brett gasped and said:

"If I...sacrificed here, you must take Miyu to find Wright. He...he is probably possessed by the apostle of God...but only he has the most hope...to contact the gods and stop... Stop the 'Blood Night Ritual' and... and 'R'lyeh's Dream'."

"Don't be pessimistic, but don't be optimistic either. I estimate that those toxins affect your spirit and send wrong messages to your brain, causing harm to you. The 'Silver Crystal' can send you wrong messages in batches and stages. Information makes you unable to perceive most negative feelings and gives you a wrong perception, just like...'boiling a frog in warm water.'" Oliver advised.

Then, he slightly shook the "Silver Crystal" in front of Brett, making him flip back and forth in front of Brett, and controlled it through the magic source power:

"I pray for the Night Lord's permission."

"I pray for the blessings of the Lord of Eternal Red."

"Fire woven into the mist."

"Show your ability to lead."

As Olivier moved his wrist quickly, the silver crystal was suddenly wrapped in a ball of flames that suddenly emerged, with an orange-red brilliance glowing on the surface.

In less than a second, those red lights spread outward, like little elves, quickly detached from the "silver crystal" and quickly penetrated towards Brett's nostrils.

"Ah!" Brett felt a feeling like being pierced by countless nails in his brain, which made him scream.

"Light, darkness, light, darkness, light, darkness..." Brett's ears were suddenly filled with endless murmurs.

But then, he saw that the black fog that filled his eyes and almost occupied his entire sight gradually turned white.

After just four or five seconds, the fog was completely dispelled. Except for the remaining abnormal "stars" floating at the edge of the field of vision, Brett's vision became clear.

"It doesn't seem to be that painful anymore." Brett tentatively hit his chest a few times.

He found that besides the physical pain was relieved. The most obvious thing was the heart. The pain, as if it had been cut by a dagger, quickly disappeared. Except for the powerful "thumping" feeling, everything seemed to be normal.

"Olivier." Brett stood up with a "swish" and said in surprise:

"I don't seem to have any problems anymore. I should be able to continue fighting. Let's go and save Miyu first, and then escape from here and go to the empire-controlled area."

"Logically speaking, it should be like this. But Brett, I want to remind you something." Oliver's face instantly became solemn, as if he was looking at a burning wooden house that was about to collapse.

"What?" Brett asked, forcing a smile.

"'Boiled frog in warm water' is to gradually accumulate or reduce a negative emotion called 'sorrow' in both positive and negative directions in the subconscious mind. 'Silver Crystal' is also a wrong guide based on 'sorrow'. Change In a word, these are all formed gradually, and if you can stand up immediately and enter the battle in less than a minute, then some of the power in your body will be quickly overdrawn, perhaps your life force. . I hope you can be prepared to face the fate of death at any time after the induction of the crystal disappears." Oliver responded with a heavy and firm tone.

"I know, we Imperial soldiers have long learned to endure." Brett raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sunny smile.

…

Fortunately, because of Wovkoski's fainting, the "Ruin Hunters" group had a small gap in command.

In particular, "Hairy Wolf" and "Little Wolf" were executed without passing on any information, and the news that led to Oliver and Brett's escape was "isolated" and could not be passed on.

Therefore, the two of them sneak-attacked the two "Relic Hunters" guarding the gate, and even though the process of using the "Silver Crystal" to temporarily relieve the toxins in Brett's body lasted for almost half an hour, the "Relic Hunters" were not aware of it as a whole. No further action was taken.

Moreover, under the guidance of Oliver, Brett and him first hunted a "hidden sentry site hunter" at the junction of a steel house and a masonry house, and then hunted down a half-man-high building near the mechanical chariot garage. Another "hidden sentry" was hunted behind the weeds.

Finally, after completely blocking the possibility of being discovered by other "ruin hunters", Oliver took Brett to a structure at the edge of the garage that was completely different from the surrounding loess-style stone bricks and was made of blue stone bricks. Bungalow "Confinement Room".

After using the "White Bear" pistol to break the copper door lock, Brett pushed open the door and saw at a glance the man tied to the cross in the middle, with his hands and feet exposed, and the ankles were tied. A sharp silver object shaped like a nail was penetrated and nailed to the vampire boy Miyu, who was moaning weakly.

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