Full-Time Mage: Starting from Obtaining the Mysterious Ancient Tree

Chapter 174 Forgetting the Insects
soon.

When Fang Gu arrived...

He informed him that the last portion of Kun Well water had been used to refine his own undead soul.

this moment.

Hope was dashed once again.

In the field.

Mo Fan desperately wanted to avert this catastrophe!

However, the result was the same: the sacred spring in Bo City had already been refined by the little mudskipper with the sacred totem pendant.

Even if you melt it, you won't be able to squeeze out a single drop of spring water.

outside world.

The howls of the dead were loud and chanted, as if they were offering a death prayer for the city.

……

at the same time.

Bocheng Street in the ancient capital.

This is the neighborhood where a group of people who fled to Bo City after the disaster settled.

Fang Yu came here to capture Mu He, hoping to use Mu He to pass on some information to the higher-ups in the ancient capital.

After several days of searching here.

finally.

Today, Fang Yu successfully captured Mu He.

He didn't communicate with this person who had gone mad; he decisively used magic to defeat him, then used spatial power to imprison him and drag him away.

……

"I'm at a loss again. Is the ancient capital really going to fall today?" Han Ji raised his head, his gaze fixed on the area outside the golden barrier.

His wrinkled eye sockets suddenly clenched, and his eyeballs seemed to sink in.

The corpse of the mountain peak...

The corpse of the mountain peak had somehow entered the northern district. Its solitary body, towering into the dark clouds, was so visually striking, and its eyes, radiating the light of death, had already proclaimed that everything would sink into hell!
“As long as we find Grand Steward Hujin, who is an important figure under Salang, we can expose Salang through him, thus freeing the top combat force of the ancient capital without imprisoning him,” Zhang Xiaohou suddenly said.

"That's true, but we don't know who they are, and we don't have the energy to investigate right now," Han Ji sighed.

"I've met that Chief Steward Hujin before, and I can tell from his voice that I'm quite familiar with him, but I just can't remember who Dalai is?"

Zhang Xiaohou was very distressed.

If they knew who that Tiger Jin Grand Steward was, perhaps the ancient capital would still have a glimmer of hope.

"It's not your fault," Mo Fan comforted her.

“Since you’re familiar with them, why don’t you name a few and think about them?” Mu Bai said.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaohou nodded.

Mo Fan and Mu Bai then mentioned Zhan Kong, Deng Kai, and others, starting with their powerful origins and high status in Bo City, but Zhang Xiaohou rejected their suggestions. "What about Mu He?" Mu Bai asked.

When Zhang Xiaohou uttered the name Mu He, his whole body trembled violently, followed by a splitting pain in his head!
A glint flashed in Han Ji's eyes as he saw Zhang Xiaohou suddenly in extreme pain, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Han Ji strode forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore open his sleeve!

Instantly, a black, centipede-like mark appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, looking as if it were embedded in his flesh, and was extremely grotesque.

"Forget-me-not!!"

Han Ji exclaimed in surprise!
Mo Fan was also stunned. They hadn't even noticed that there was such a black centipede inside Zhang Xiaohou's body. This black centipede had been lurking for who knows how long, and it was already as thick as a thumb. How terrifying it must be for such a thing to be inside a human body!
Zhang Xiaohou appeared to be in great pain, biting his lips until they bled.

At this moment, a milky white light emanated from Han Ji's body, and a healing fairy butterfly with extremely full wings could be seen fluttering on his withered fingertips. With a gentle push from Han Ji, the healing fairy butterfly floated into Zhang Xiaohou's body and collided with the astonishing black poison centipede.

Zhang Xiaohou's skin was almost transparent, and a poisonous thread, like a worm's silk, stretched from his wrist to his shoulder, then to the back of his neck, and finally disappeared into the back of his head...

"It's a Forgetfulness Worm! No wonder he can't remember what happened or who that person was. This Forgetfulness Worm is a kind of mind-based worm that devours important memories deep within a person's heart. If the person who has been infected with the Forgetfulness Worm ever remembers everything that happened, it means their death is imminent!" the mysterious gray-haired man hurriedly said.

"That Zhang Xiaohou's memory has returned..." Su Xiaoluo looked at him with a face full of shock.

"The more fully he recovers, the closer he is to death. Most of the medications you used on him likely contain substances that inhibit the growth of this forgetfulness worm. Otherwise, the worm would have killed him long ago. This is a vicious method that combines mind-based and curse-based techniques!" Han Ji gasped.

Zhang Xiaohou was in extreme pain; he was covered in cold sweat, and his veins looked like they were about to burst from his skin.

The most terrifying thing was the centipede-like Forget-Me-Not worm. It seemed to know that its life was threatened. After killing the Healing Fairy Butterfly, it crawled along the black thread and actually crawled all the way to the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head!

“This Forget-Me-Not Worm has already taken shape, and it is quite difficult to kill it. It seems that your friend not only heard the Tiger-Fortress Attendant's voice, but also knew about their conspiracy. However, he can't remember anything. All he can remember is the voice,” the mysterious gray-haired man said in a deep voice.

Mo Fan and Su Xiaoluo felt their hearts clench when they saw Zhang Xiaohou in such agony.

They thought Zhang Xiaohou had recovered and that he deliberately maintained his amnesia to avoid assassination by the Black Vatican. But Zhang Xiaohou himself didn't know that he had truly forgotten something very important hidden in his heart. Once these memories flooded into his mind, death would follow.

"Mu He, it's Mu He!!!" Zhang Xiaohou, writhing in agony, almost screamed from his throat, "And...and..."

"Stop right now, or you'll be dead!!" Han Ji roared.

Zhang Xiaohou's memories of encountering the axe-wielding corpse general were flooding back, like a long-forgotten dream about to be triggered. But the deeper he thought about it, the more his head felt like it was going to explode!
"boom!!"

Suddenly, the mysterious gray-haired man made a lightning-fast move, striking Zhang Xiaohou hard on the back of the neck with a chop, forcibly knocking him unconscious.

Zhang Xiaohou fainted, and the search for the forgotten things ceased. The terrifying dark blue toxin that permeated his blood vessels also finally stopped and slowly subsided.

His body was deathly pale, and his face was completely bloodless. Everyone gasped when they saw Wangchong appear!

Amnesia is not scary; what is scary is thinking you've remembered everything. True amnesia is when a part of your life has been erased, and you don't even realize it's gone!
Amnesia is not scary; what is scary is thinking you've remembered everything. True amnesia is when a part of your life is erased, and even if it disappears, you have no idea it's gone!
“Since Mu He is the Grand Steward of Hujin, then finding him will lead us to Salang!” Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

at this time.

Fang Yu dragged Mu He to the Clock Tower Magic Association.

this moment.

When everyone saw Fang Yu bring Mu He along.

The people in the room were somewhat surprised and overjoyed.

Mu He was not prepared to become a prisoner. Instead, he said, "I will tell you the location of the ancient royal tomb. You can then face the ancient king and have a talk with him. Of course, all of this is on the condition that you release those innocent councilors, elders, and military officers."

This is Mu He's bargaining chip.

(End of this chapter)