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Seeing this, I was taken aback and quickly stood up to check on Yao Long. "Yao Long, you..." Before I could finish my sentence, I was stunned by the scene before me.
Yao Long's Worm King Armor had completely peeled away, and the veins on his body were bulging. Many of them had even ruptured due to the swelling, and it was clear that blood was accumulating beneath his skin. Even the whites of his eyes had turned red from the blood.
"I thought you all could handle it, how could this happen!" Mo Shu said in frustration.
At that moment, I didn't have time to question him about what was going on. I quickly extended my fingers to check Yao Long's breath and then said, "This is not the time for regrets. He’s not dead yet. Is there any way you can save him?!"
Mo Shu replied, "Yes! We still have an emergency medicine. You need to take him to your friend's room right away; I'll prepare it!"
Without hesitation, I decided to carry Yao Long toward Li Zhisheng's room. However, since Yao Long was still in the posture of drawing his bow, when I reached out to grab him, my hand touched the Azure Spirit in his grasp.
In an instant, a strong burning sensation accompanied by a sizzling sound hit me.
With the pain, I quickly withdrew my hand. Looking at the Azure Spirit in Yao Long's hand, I noticed that the once black bow had turned bright red, as if it had been heated like a branding iron, radiating intense heat. Strangely enough, this glowing bow seemed to be causing no harm to Yao Long.
I was puzzled but had no time to think further. Seeing that Mo Shu had already rushed off to prepare the medicine, I kicked the Azure Spirit out of Yao Long's hand and hoisted him onto my back before running back.
In a moment, I carried Yao Long into Li Zhisheng's room. Upon seeing us, Li Zhisheng asked in confusion, "What happened? Why does it smell burnt? Did you go barbecue?"
"What barbecue? Yao Long is in trouble; I'll explain later!" I hurriedly placed Yao Long on another bed in the room.
Just then, Mo Shu arrived right after me, holding a brown jar. He said to me urgently, "Get out of the way!"
I quickly stepped aside as Mo Shu opened the jar and took out several silver needles. He swiftly inserted them into Yao Long's body and then used a spoon-like tool to scoop out some paste from inside the jar, letting it drip down along the silver needles.
I stood nervously by and didn’t dare say a word. After a long while, Mo Shu slowly put away what he had taken out and said, "I used a healing agent on him. This medicine is effective but has strong toxicity..."
As soon as I heard that Mo Shu had a strong toxicity, an unnamed anger surged within me. "Don't you know he's in a life-threatening situation right now? Using such a toxic substance is just harming him!"
Mo Shu shook his head helplessly. "There's no choice. Given his current condition, we can only gamble with this medicine. If he can pull through, he will definitely be saved, but if he can't..."
Before he could finish, I saw Yao Long, lying on the bed, suddenly start convulsing violently, his expression turning agonized and twisted. As he thrashed about, the silver needles that had been inserted into him fell out one by one.
"Yao Long! Hold on! I believe you can make it through this. The Death Apostle is counting on you to protect him. You can do it!" I shouted anxiously.
But to my surprise, Mo Shu calmly patted my shoulder and said, "No matter how much you shout now, he can't hear you. He has to endure this on his own. Be patient."
Hearing this, although I wanted to lash out at Mo Shu for not warning Yao Long to control his power earlier, I realized that he had already told us how dangerous this was and even tested us. If things went wrong, we couldn't blame him.
With that thought in mind, I tried to suppress my emotions, furrowing my brow as I nodded. "Okay, I understand. But is this your idea of danger? If I use it, will I end up like this too?"
Mo Shu pondered for a moment before replying, "Right now, I can't give you a definite answer because I'm starting to think that with your abilities, you should be able to handle it. But I didn't expect..."
Suddenly recalling his earlier question about Yao Long's armor, I wondered if it was related.
"By the way, did you not know about the Worm King on him? Could it be that the Worm King is what caused him to end up like this?" I asked.
"That's possible..." Mo Shu replied. "After all, he used three completely different powers at once; it might have been too much for his body to handle."
"Ah, it's also my fault. I should have advised him not to use all his strength at once," Mo Shu lamented.
Seeing him so self-reproachful made me feel a bit guilty. Although he had his own motives for helping us, the power boost was crucial for our current situation. Without his assistance, we truly wouldn't know how to deal with Onizuka and Yang Master coming up next.
"I'm sorry, Mo Daxian, you don't need to blame yourself. It's not your fault," I comforted him.
Just as Mo Shu was about to respond, Li Zhisheng, who had been watching in confusion, couldn't hold back any longer. He called out to me, "Shen Xu, you all keep talking about whose fault it is. What exactly is going on? Can you explain it to me?"
Hearing this, I felt helpless and walked over to Li Zhisheng's bedside, recounting everything that had happened in detail.
After listening, a worried expression appeared on his face. He said to me, "This is a real problem. Out of the three of us who came out, one is seriously injured and another's life is uncertain. Back home, there are only two people—one has no combat ability at all, and the other tends to lose control easily. If they were attacked right now... the consequences would be unimaginable."
Upon hearing this, my heart tightened as I began to worry about Hu Fang and Death Apostle back home. I took out my phone from my pocket, intending to call my mother.
To my dismay, when I checked my phone, there was no signal here either. Now I was completely restless; not only was I concerned about the safety of those two at home, but with Li Zhisheng and Yao Long here, I couldn't just leave. Although I had slightly lowered my guard against the people from the Path of Slaughter after spending some time with them, it was still impossible to feel completely at ease.
Just as I found myself in a dilemma, Mo Shu noticed my distress and approached me. "Are you worried about what's happening at home? If that's the case, you should go back first. I'll take care of your two friends here..."
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