Witch, I'm really not an ancient god of the deep sea!

Chapter 439 Trampled underfoot and subjected to endless humiliation, he is determined to take revenge!
Everyone will die!

The White Tower Hunter coughed up large amounts of black blood that resembled centipedes.

As the captain of the White Tower Fleet, his once dignified face was now covered with mushroom-like black pustules.

The little crow hurriedly put on black medical gloves, while gently tugging at Chen Qi's collar:

"This is the third type of black blood potion developed by our research institute by the deceased Blood Demon Doctor. It was created by mixing it with the ghost poison mushrooms from the B-rank rift."

It can enhance the physical attributes of a third-tier transcendent being by at least five times.

However, when a superhuman is severely injured, black pustules will grow on their body, which are highly infectious.

Extremely infectious!
The little crow gently tugged at Chenqi again.

Although with the physique of a fifth-order transcendent being, one is already immune to the vast majority of infectious diseases.

Only infectious diseases caused by A-level fissures can harm fifth-level fissures.

But the little crow still instinctively kept Chen Qi at a certain distance.

Chen Qi frowned.

Aside from the destruction caused by the deep-sea titans, most people here have these black pustules on their bodies.

In other words, the Black Blood Potion granted these people unprecedented power, enabling them to slay three of the Twelve Tentacles' tentacles.

However, when the fourth tentacle was severed, the black blood poison within them began to erupt, leading to the annihilation of the entire ship.

Chen Qi glanced at the location where the lifeboat was placed.

Not a single lifeboat was used.

This also means that all the crew members of the White Tower Fleet are infected with the Black Blood Poison.

Everyone consumed the blood of the black whale.

However, there was no sign of anyone from the Black Blood Empire nearby.

Why would the White Tower Hunter consume such a massive amount of black whale blood?

With the knowledge of a sage of books, he couldn't possibly fail to see that the potion made from black whale blood was severely contaminated... Some questions flashed through Chen Qi's mind.

At that moment, the White Tower Hunter raised his hand, laboriously moving his almost severed finger, and slowly pointed it towards the syringe on the deck—

Chen Qi reached out and picked up the tattered syringe of medicine from the deck, examining it closely.

Normally, all potions made with the blood of the Black Whale God will exhibit a horrifying, twisted, and abyssal state.

The liquid inside this potion is a snow-white liquid that flows slowly.

There is absolutely no trace of 'black whale blood' in it!

The transparent outer shell of the syringe is also engraved with a special mark of "Snake of Life".

The Serpent of Life is one of the major families in the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom. For generations, they have been making medicines, and the potions they produce are so potent that even for fourth-tier beings, once ingested, their effects are comparable to those of liberation.

Once the great war begins, both the Kingdom of Bei and the White Tower Federation will import large quantities of potions from the Serpent of Life.

Of course, for Chen Qi, none of these mass-produced medicines were as good as the Sage's Elixir that Fen personally refined.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with it... Chen Qi handed the syringe of medicine to the little crow:
"Little crow, check it out."

"Okay! Start!"

Like a well-behaved assistant, the little crow took the medicine and carefully examined the liquid flowing from the syringe.

Then, her brows furrowed involuntarily:
"Based on my spiritual senses, this vial of medicine is fine; it's a remarkably powerful life-saving elixir,"

The little crow lowered her head; in terms of knowledge about potions, she was not as good as Fen.

Neither I nor the little crow could identify the toxin! Chen Qi was slightly startled.

Seeing this, the White Tower Hunter spoke again in a hoarse, broken voice:

"The poison of emptiness... emptiness..."

"Everyone...everyone...will take it..."

"Please...tell...them..."

Thanks to the little raven's medical skills, the White Tower Hunter, who had already broken his leg and body, did not die after saying the 'Riddler's Last Words' as he had imagined, but instead continued to provide information.

The Poison of Emptiness... Chen Qi pondered for a while.

Within the fissures of certain phantom phases, a potion is produced that, when mixed into a medicinal agent, can miraculously conceal its toxicity.

Only a Saint-level appraiser or a highly skilled fourth-tier alchemist can detect the Void Poison.

The Poison of Illusion originates only from the special illusory rifts of the B-rank rifts.

It can be said that the poison of emptiness is an essential ingredient for making the medicine of invisibility.

The Black Blood Empire has obtained the Void Poison! A hint of doubt flashed in Chen Qi's eyes.

Neither his memories nor the Ice Witch's fateful images contained any mention of the Void Poison.

The butterfly flapped its wings, and the events on the sea had exceeded his expectations.

The White Pagoda Hunter struggled to speak, pulling a rare "Book Learning Card" from his broken ribs:
"This concerns...the situation across the entire ocean..."

"please……"

Even if it means death, he must hold onto this sliver of hope!

If the hunter before you is willing to go to the White Tower City-State and convey the news of the Poison of Emptiness to the Sage of the Book, or to the Sage of the Book's student, Anne.

The disaster will not happen!
This is their last hope!

Chen Qi put away the potion and asked:

"How many of these medicines do you have in total?"

I wonder how many of these drugs the Black Death Doctors produced in total.

The White Tower Hunter rasped:
"One hundred thousand..."

One hundred thousand!

The little crow shuddered.

Keep in mind that the total number of White Tower Hunters in the entire Tower of Books doesn't even reach 100,000!

This is enough to destroy the entire Tower of Books and reverse the situation at sea!
Once the White Tower Hunters fall, and the Black Blood Empire and the Black Whale Gang devour the Tower of Books, then the Black Blood Empire and the Black Whale Gang will become even more terrifying than they were in the image of fate!
A super behemoth!

Oh no... I have to speed things up... Chen Qi took out a mechanical clock from his backpack card:
"We understand. Don't worry, we will head to the Tower of Books as soon as possible."

"Please keep a calm mind!"

The little crow took a deep breath.

However, at that very moment, the White Tower Hunter's bloodied and mangled right eye saw the hands of a clock...

In this hazy black fog, it is impossible to predict the time by daylight.

It's already evening...

According to procedure, at this time, the mobilization meeting to fight the Blood Lion has been held, and everyone has taken the powerful medicine of the Serpent of Life.

Snapped!
The White Tower Hunter lowered his raised hand onto the deck, his eyes flashing with unprecedented despair.

It's all too late...

The Tower of Books has been destroyed.

……

……

Mobile city-state, tower of books.

Since the collapse of the A-level rift, the capital of the Bei Kingdom has ordered that the Tower of Books be allowed to sail into their waters.

As the embodiment of the White Tower Federation's naval power, the Tower of Books, a mobile city-state inhabited by up to 100,000 people, is now filled with an intense atmosphere of war.

With the appearance of the A-rank Rift Magic Network Library, this atmosphere has once again reached its peak!

In addition, the White Tower Federation promised that all hunters who achieve merit on the high seas could obtain a postgraduate admission to the White Tower Federation University without having to go through a rigorous exam.

The sheer amount of resources and available places drew almost all the ambitious young people from the coastal areas of the White Tower Federation to the Tower of Books.

Along the kilometer-long commercial street, customers lined up in densely packed queues in front of weapon merchants, spellbook merchants, potion merchants, and material merchants.

And in the Failed Students' Tavern on the street.

Melanie, the noblewoman and White Tower hunter, sat with her legs crossed, sipping red wine, discussing recent events with other captains around the fireplace.

"Those Blood Lions are insane! They actually dare to fight us. Although the Book Saint hasn't made a move in a long time, once he does, the Blood Lions are nothing but a kitten..."

"Melanie, are you feeling better? I recently heard that there are new forbidden weapons that can be exchanged for with just three Book Image class skill cards and one Book Image core fourth-tier beast material."

"By the way, Melanie, I heard that the fleet that went to the B-rank rift sea to detect Titans has disappeared without a trace."

"I hope they return soon. By the way, the great Lord of the Tower of Books, our old curator, has already equipped us with the latest weapons and potions."

Today, each of our team captains will receive a brand new set of weapons and potions!

Melanie and others raised their glasses in a toast.

With the help of Chen Qi, Melanie completed her mission and obtained a large amount of resources after returning to the Tower of Books. She is also one of the most promising superhumans to advance to the fourth-tier legendary level!

However, he is different from other extraordinary rising stars.

In a chance encounter with a B-order rift, she unfortunately contracted the mutated "paper-like disease," and now her right arm is covered with paper-like patterns.

That's why she failed the exam and didn't get a Tier 4 professional card.

She, who originally had the potential to advance to the fourth rank, is still only a third-rank squad leader, and even weaker than she was back then.

"Ugh……"

On this surging tide, falling behind one step means falling behind every step of the way.

"I'm useless now..." Melanie couldn't help but fantasize about passing the exam and mocking everyone who used to look down on her!
Especially that woman!
I was daydreaming again… She shook her head. “Melani, the party is about to begin.”

Just then, that woman appeared!

Melanie gripped her wine glass tightly, her gaze trembling as she looked toward the source of the gentle voice.

The bright moonlight streamed through the tavern window, and a pair of long, white-lashed, azure eyes, like those of a ragdoll cat, were staring at her.

The girl in front of me had a sharp high ponytail and was wearing a formal dress.

The snow-white satin gown shimmered with a pearly sheen, and on it, one could also see azure roses.

She possesses both the elegance, gentleness, and beauty of a witch, as well as the valiant spirit of a strong woman.

The blue rose on his chest is a symbol of his status as a student of the Saint of Books, something that countless people dream of.

So beautiful… Melanie lowered her head and looked at her tattered White Tower Hunter light armor.

The person in front of her was none other than her arch-rival from university, the genius Ann from Marlowe!
She and Ann were once extraordinary individuals standing on the same stage.

"Um……"

Melanie nodded slightly, said nothing more, and stood up to ask:

"An, you've become stronger and stronger lately. You must have received a lot of personal guidance from the Sage, right?"

"Um……"

Upon hearing the words "Saint of Books," An instinctively tightened her grip on the flower on the bodice of her dress.

"Ok?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Melanie's eyes.

do not know why?
She always felt that An was not as spirited as she had imagined, but rather looked unexpectedly haggard!
Anne led Melanie and many other squad leaders into the banquet hall.

In the magnificent banquet hall of the Tower of Books, numerous powerful figures gathered, engaged in a heated discussion.

The tower master of the Tower of Books, the president of the Hunters' Guild of Sea Breeze City, a great magical merchant on the sea, and the Mirror Maiden from the library of the Federation's main city...

Each and every one of them is a fourth-tier powerhouse who was drawn here by the ocean tides!
In the banquet hall, neatly arranged weapon cabinets, medicine boxes, and other supplies were already laid out in front of everyone.

To contend for the A-rank Rift Demon King, the Tower of Books and the Black Blood Empire will inevitably clash tomorrow!
In preparation for tomorrow's battle, everyone will receive a complete set of weapons and potions today.

The tower master said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, there's no need to worry. While the Blood Lion's war domain is indeed powerful, the domain of the Book Saint is far beyond their imagination."

She is a saint who has lived in this world for a long time; she must possess power beyond our imagination…

Compared to the newly born saint like the Blood Lion, the long-standing saint of books is undoubtedly superior!
"By the way! Why hasn't the Sage of Books appeared yet?"

"The Sage of Books must be exhausted. Since the war began, the Sage of Books has been working tirelessly, handling various commissions from morning till night..."

"However, it's not good to wait too long for the banquet."

"Today, there is fine wine made with the life-giving serpent!"

Everyone looked at the fine wine on the table.

The wine on the table was none other than the wine from the Serpent of Life of the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom. As long as it was consumed, it would provide a permanent boost for seven days.

Unfortunately, the Sage of Books has not yet arrived, because of etiquette, they cannot drink such precious wine in advance.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel at the hard work of the saint of books!

The saint of books sacrificed so much for them!
thanksgiving!

Everyone pointed to their chests with their fingers to express their respect for the saint of books.

Then, they couldn't help but turn their attention to An.

Recently, An has become a capable assistant to the saint of books.

The highly respected tower master of the Book Tower said:

"An, the banquet can't wait any longer, please ask the teacher to come out."

"Yes, Tower Master."

An agreed expressionlessly.

Without saying anything more, she walked up the long spiral staircase to the library at the top of the tower.

click -

Push open the heavy door.

Ann looked up at the huge hammock at the top of the tower.

A petite woman lay on a rocking bed, her long, silvery-white hair, several times her height, falling naturally...

"Sleeping again..."

An frowned and called out softly:
“Your Holiness, it is time for you to attend the banquet today.”

"An, you can go for me! I haven't had enough sleep yet... ah..."

The saint of books lazily crossed his legs and let out a long yawn.

"By the way, could you handle these new documents from all these messengers?"

After saying that, the Sage of Books tossed a stack of documents, as thick as a palm, to An.

"..."

An clenched her fists, her lips trembling slightly.

These days, she's handling 90% of the documents in the Book Tower!
Moreover, since she became a student of the Book Saint, the Book Saint has hardly ever personally taught her.

Without exception, they all gave An a book and told her to study it on her own.

In addition, she already had a lot of tasks to complete.

She now only sleeps four hours a day and still needs to work twenty hours a day!
At this moment, the Sage of Books suddenly said:
"By the way, An, you must learn to imitate my handwriting. When handling tasks, you must also use the wisdom of this sage! Don't be too naive! You need to spend more time studying."

Spend more time!

That was clearly your task... I'm just a recent graduate... An's usually calm, robotic face showed an unprecedented fluctuation.

"Hold on, hold on, she's a saint, my teacher... Only by passing the test can I return to Maro Town to see my father and Qi..." An tried hard to suppress his expression and said with a smile:

“I’m almost like your mother now, Your Majesty the Book.”

Furthermore, Saint of Books, today's banquet is a mobilization meeting for tomorrow's competition for the A-rank Magic Network. As the strongest, you must attend.

"This is such a hassle, An..."

The Saint of Books opened his languid eyes and said:

"By the way, where's Water Sprite Number Three? My leg is numb."

"..."

An took a deep breath and took out the trembling Water Sprite No. 3 from her backpack card.

"Wakuwaku (No!)"

"Teacher, the water sprite is very tired from practicing using its new weapon..."

Ann wanted to defend Water Sprite No. 3, because recently, Water Sprite No. 3 has been used as a bouncy ball, a bath towel, and a foot mat.

Moreover, it clearly hates these things.

The Sage of Books ignored An, flicked his finger, and used magic to pour a basin of hot foot bath water into the air, then smashed Water Sprite No. 3 into it with a thud!

Snapped!
Then, she lifted her fair foot and gently stepped on it.

Feeling deeply humiliated, Water Sprite Number Three unleashed its spiritual power:

"Wakuwaku (Just you wait! Human, when my master comes, he'll teach you a lesson!)"

"Owner?"

The Saint of Books smiled slightly. She understood the language of the water spirits and knew that it had another master.

However, she didn't care about any of that; in fact, she was a little excited.

After all, she was a respected saint in the Tower of Books.

Even if its owner actually saw her, he would probably only think about being trampled by her.

"is it?"

The saint of books gave a wicked smile and stomped down hard with his foot.

I will take my revenge... Water Sprite Number Three, who was trampled underfoot and suffered endless humiliation, vows to take revenge one day!

Snapped!
The saint of books has stepped on it again.

This kick was imbued with spiritual power and possessed considerable strength.

"Uuuuuu——"

Water Sprite No. 3 blinked its big, teary eyes, stopped making a sound, and obediently washed and massaged the Book Saint's feet.

Poor Water Sprite Number Three... An sighed helplessly.

She let Qi down and failed to take good care of Water Sprite No. 3.

I wonder if there are still any water sprites as comfortable as this? The Book Saint leaned back:
"After soaking my feet, I'll head to the banquet. By the way, An, is there anything else you need me to take care of?"

An picked up the document and scanned it carefully:
“Recently, we have sent ships to the area where the Titans are present, but the Scourge messengers have not yet replied. We need to send support immediately.”

"Besides that, the most important task is still the testing of the Serpent of Life potion."

We have used a large amount of the company's medicines in preparation for tomorrow's naval battle!

But the apothecary of the Book Tower hopes that you, Saint of Books, will examine it again.

(End of this chapter)