This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!-Chapter 165 - Harvest Day (End of Volume One)

Chapter 165 -165 Harvest Day (End of Volume One)

Chapter 165 -165 Harvest Day (End of Volume One)

Chen Ke stared at Miles’ head for a long time, his lifeless eyes gradually losing color, and as the blood flowed more from his neck, his skin also turned pale.

The message that appeared next to Miles’ body “Mutating” turned into “Mutation Interrupted” and gradually dissipated. The blood flowing from his headless body streamed from the center of the street into a nearby drain.

The bright red blood, like wine, scattered about, even igniting some sparks.

When the red blood drained away, darker, deeper black blood began to flow from the cut at Miles’ neck—Chen Ke guessed that the earlier blood must have been Faralis’…

Miles had drunk the blood dripping from Faralis’ head during a ritual in Fan Hede Kingdom to obtain transcendent powers, causing his body to mutate.

What kind of powers were they?

Two slightly glowing blue diamonds in the pool of blood caught Chen Ke’s attention; those were Miles’ gauntlets. He picked them up, wiped off the blood, and observed them carefully.

The Holy Relics, already identified, did not require him to consume any more of his lifespan, and the information box instantly popped up.

[Spartan’s Fury]

[Durability: Poor/Average]

[Steel Break: Causes durability damage to other Holy Relics]

[Fury: Boxing power increased by 5 times] (single gauntlet 1.5 times)

[Gale: Continuous attacks will increase Fury multiples] (limited to paired use)

[Lack of Knowledge]

These were a pair of gauntlets, and there was no sign of the flame effect. It seemed, Chen Ke had guessed right; it was Miles’ own ability that made the gauntlets ignite.

Chen Ke suddenly remembered that a year ago in Lin Mo’s memory sequence, Miles had already been capable of using such abilities…

It seemed likely that Miles had conceived the idea of becoming a truly transcendent being when Si’s consortium first discovered the Fan Hede Kingdom and he came across Faralis.

Liquefying spiritual energy to inject into the spinal cord was probably just a compromise; otherwise, organizations like Yasla wouldn’t emerge.

Their goal was not just to use the power of spiritual energy, but to merge entirely with it!

In Chen Ke’s brief understanding over the past week and a half, spiritual energy wasn’t exactly pleasant; it brought power, but also many uncontrollable consequences.

The toads in the sewers, the starved monsters—they were cases of passive infection. In a way, they had gained power, but it wasn’t something enviable.

Actively utilizing spiritual energy successfully seemed to be limited to the Administration Bureau and Spiritual Business; the “superhumans” were powerful enough to end wars single-handedly, and spiritual energy-related commodities could form a thriving industry.

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Those who didn’t appear successful included Yasla—they had mutated themselves into non-humans, and it was hard to tell whether they had merged with the spiritual energy or become part of it.

Now, Chen Ke had at least understood two ways to utilize spiritual energy, each bringing dramatically different results.

However, looking back at Faralis from the Fan Hede Kingdom, she still maintained a perfect, unblemished human form, her severed head and hands showing no signs of decay…

How did the people of Fan Hede Kingdom utilize spiritual energy?

Chen Ke searched Miles and found nothing else valuable, so he gave up; he left the body for the Administration Bureau and County Police to worry about.

“It seems those two diamonds attracted more attention than I did…” Lucina sighed deeply, sitting down powerlessly on the ground, her shoulders, collarbone, and hair smeared with the blood that had sprayed from Miles’ neck.

Chen Ke’s body was flickering with white and blue halos; his protective leg guards reverted to suit trousers, and his white robe that had just touched the diamonds crumbled into powder. His white shirt had burned holes around the waist, exposing his abs.

“Just now, thank you for your help,” Chen Ke approached Lucina.

“I know…I saw. I think it suits you better,” Lucina nodded, taking off the suit she was wearing and handing it to Chen Ke.

Chen Ke took the suit, checked it over, and found many wrinkles from the iron gauntlet but no damage; having Lester help iron it would probably fix it.

“Come on, girl, Pihom and the others are waiting for us to return,” Chen Ke draped the suit back over Lucina.

“You’re really thoughtful…” Lucina smiled, coughed a few times, looking somewhat pale.

The recent fight with Miles had drained her of a lot of energy; without her sacrificial help twice, Chen Ke didn’t know what price he might have had to pay to kill Miles.

“Stop talking, Lucina; we have one more stop to go,” Chen Ke said.

He grabbed Lucina’s arm, supported her onto his back, then clasped her thighs with his hands and stood up.

They walked in silence for a while.

“Don’t betray the postman… Don’t leave me…” Lucina whispered softly before slipping into a deep slumber.

“I promise you,” Chen Ke replied.

…

By the time they got back to the gun store, it was already past 2 a.m.

Pihom and the others were not aware of tonight’s deal, but they were still very concerned about Chen Ke and Lucina’s condition, so the entire team gathered at the safe house, monitoring 24 hours a day and waiting for Chen Ke’s call.

Hainerd was the one on night watch; after all, it was his daughter who had been taken, and he was certainly the most anxious. When Chen Ke entered the Red Door with the bruised Lucina on his back, Hainerd’s face showed a look of surprise.

To avoid turning himself or Lucina into invisible people due to the Dark Concealment effect, Chen Ke had removed the blazer from Lucina before entering the house and draped it over his own arm.

Chen Ke placed Lucina on the couch, then went to wake everyone else up, knowing he needed to give father and daughter some space.

As Pihom, Hall, and Priskin expressed their amazement at how Chen Ke had handled everything so swiftly, a crisp slap was heard outside, signaling someone had just been hit hard.

When the four men peeked out from the strategy room, they saw Hainerd and Lucina embracing tightly.

What was lost, and what remained absent, was already in the past; exhausting all efforts to rescue the past was less valuable than cherishing the present and seizing the future.

Pihom had his contacts; he could arrange for a private doctor to treat Lucina since people like them couldn’t possibly go to a hospital.

Hainerd, no longer fixated on his deceased wife, decided to return to being a postman. After Lucina was somewhat recovered, he planned to take her with him on a significant heist.

Meanwhile, he also approached Chen Ke with a worried heart to inquire about the Silent Witch.

“She’s no longer an issue,” Chen Ke simply replied, and from his expression, Hainerd found his answer.

Half an hour later, the doctor contacted by Pihom arrived in the safe house’s backyard by car, and Hall and Priskin helped Lucina into the van.

Lucina glanced at Chen Ke, then lay on the ambulance bed in the van. Chen Ke knew she would keep the matter about Miles and the Holy Diamond hidden from others.

What followed was a night of revelry, with Chen Ke using his cheating techniques, consuming two cases of whiskey and six bottles of vodka, knocking out all posters.

By 6 a.m., as Hall and Pihom slept under the table and Hainerd and Priskin vomited in the restroom, Chen Ke stood alone at the entrance of the gun store, watching the newly risen sun.

Since crossing over, all events had stemmed from two men with different agendas.

Miles, exposed to Transcendent powers, refused to remain someone else’s assassin, drank the blood of Faralis, obtained the last of the Flame power, and deceived Lin Mo, who wanted to save his sister, turning into the sacrifice needed to open the door.

Hainerd, wanting to save his wife, abandoned his daughter and danced with the dangerous Yasla, sinking deeper and becoming unable to easily withdraw.

And Lin Mo, was just an ordinary assassin caught in the mix.

Individuals trained as weapons, once harboring their own desires, turned into threats that no one could control.

At least for now, Chen Ke had deciphered the intricacies of the situation and accepted his ability.

He had wasted 24 years of youth, yet found a sense of being alive after a dream, feeling the warmth and cold of humanity only after being emotionally hollowed.

Perhaps, in this world, could he pursue things he dared not even think of before? The countdown of life, like a wolf in his heart, awakened him, making him face all fears.

Chen Ke felt, the moment for change had arrived.

The iPhone in his pocket vibrated, signaling an incoming deposit to his offshore account—1 million union coins had been credited.

The postmen’s robbed money wasn’t cleaned so quickly; this must be the share Lester mentioned. Three targets, a total of 1.15 million.

Chen Ke exited the messaging interface, his finger unintentionally opened the photo gallery app, and surprisingly, discovered a video inside.

“Huh? Was this a secondhand phone?” Chen Ke smiled and played the video.

“See you in two days… heeheehee… Where’s the sun…”

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