The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

"Wait a little longer..." The distortion in the Holy Relic's voice was gone, replaced by an unprecedented hoarseness and harshness, like the sound left when scratching a blackboard.

Its gaze remained fixed on Yunevo, and after a long pause, it finally spoke: "Old friend, you are burdened with a heavy weight. Those things are still fighting; they do not belong there, nor do they belong to you..."

"You are still 'overdrawing'... old friend," the voice of the "Holy Remains" revealed a hint of reluctance, but it was too weak to get up again.

Yonivore's heart skipped a beat.

The Flesh and Blood Ascension System... and those demonic organs were secrets he had never revealed to anyone, including Iseria.

Each time the organ rejected the substance, the medication suppressed it...

The liver of the lizard has long been specialized for this purpose, which has minimized the self-damage of the organ and even allowed it to recover slightly more than it has lost.

This is also why Yunevo has never replaced the [Lizard's Liver].

There are many creatures with self-healing abilities in the Wayne Forest, and the Necrophosa living in the middle layer is just one of the best. There are many others with even better self-healing abilities.

Yunevo believed that he was not yet capable of venturing deeper into the Wayne Forest—one reason being the Church of Hart.

Secondly, with the current organ combination, it would probably be difficult to kill those high-level monsters.

"Yonev...is he overdrawing his resources?" Iseria's voice was filled with disbelief. She turned her head sharply to look at the black-robed alchemist who seemed "all right," wishing she could search him inside and out.

"Tell me, you really..." The pale-haired girl's voice trembled with dissatisfaction.

"Don't worry... old friend, this is the reward I promised you," the Holy Relic interrupted Iselia's questioning. It struggled to raise its arm, not pointing at Yunevo, but reaching towards the piercing mark on its chest.

In the hollow, dark golden sand clumps were now faintly visible, along with wisps of eerie purple mist, spinning and pulsating abruptly.

Click!

With a forceful effort, a crisp sound rang out, and the core that had condensed into a heart shape in the chest cavity shattered instantly!

And that fragment, about half the size of a palm, detached itself from the hollow of the chest cavity in an instant...

The entire body of the Holy Relic fell backward uncontrollably, and the armor on its body emitted a harsh, metallic sound as it broke due to fatigue.

The purple magic runes grew increasingly dim, and at this moment they couldn't even emit a glimmer of light.

But the relic persisted in guiding the fragment, causing it to float shakily toward Eunice, eventually settling on his chest.

[Incomplete organ detected: Unquenchable firewood]

[Attempting to connect... Connect successful]

This fragment has a unique "compatibility" property and will not occupy any rejection capacity during implantation.

[Currently possessed active skill: Sandstorm]

Yonivore reached out and gently caught the cool, frosted fragment.

A dry yet powerful force rose along the pulse, eventually settling at the edge of the heart.

However, the description of this skill is rather shabby, far less straightforward and powerful than the "Depleted Sand and Blood" skill, which is as self-explanatory as its name suggests.

【Sandstorm】: During organ activation, you can stir up fine sand around you, causing enemies to be blinded and have their vision obscured.

Dust storms? Isn't that something occasionally used in no-holds-barred fighting?

To put it bluntly, it would be more practical to just throw lime.

Yonivore's lips twitched as he looked at the increasingly worse state of the Holy Relic.

It could no longer maintain its kneeling posture. One hand was barely supporting itself on the golden sand. The dark purple magic patterns began to fall off along with the armor, and the dark "body" was falling to the ground like fine sand.

"This is the deposit..."

"The caravan is in that shadow... Take me with you, let's go together..."

Before he could finish speaking, the holy remains bowed his head heavily, and the gilded knight's helmet rolled onto the sand and vanished in an instant.

Only a few wisps of faint purple smoke drifted in the air, stubbornly pointing towards the slope in the ruins.

Yoniv looked in that direction, but his gaze fell on nothing.

In this ancient city ruin covered by golden sand waves, besides him, Iseria, and the dissipated holy remains, where can one still see any trace of a "caravan"?

Beyond the slope, there was nothing but sand.

The flickering, misaligned images had long since disappeared, leaving only the blazing sun and bright moon hanging in the sky to tell their story...

All of this is true.

"Iseria, can you still sense anything?" Yunevo asked softly, looking at the girl beside him.

"The threads are still there, but they've become so thin..." Iseria stretched out her hand, pointing to the empty slope behind her, and continued, "If you just look at it, it's as if there's nothing there."

"Should we just walk straight there?" She looked at Yonivore, waiting for his suggestion.

"Then let's go, since we can't go back the way we came," Yunevo said, taking Iseria's wrist and leading her toward the slope.

A bizarre mission... and a strange suit of armor that, despite being an "old friend," only offers such a meager deposit.

He took one last look at the sacred remains buried in the sand, and felt only...

Although it is silent at this moment, it seems to have put down a burden that has been carried for a hundred years.

Is it really that certain... that the black-robed alchemist will bring his henchmen to quell that so-called incident?

"It seems we've been heading 'deeper'," Iseria paused for a moment, then continued, "Hmm... on a physical level, that's what the term is, right?"

“Fool, the physical realm also includes time and space. If that armor really wanted us to help immediately… it wouldn’t have stupidly sent us back to reality,” Yunevo replied.

"So we're heading towards the 'past'?" Iseria pressed.

"It might be, or it might not be."

The two had been walking for an unknown amount of time, their senses mostly obscured by the arrhythmic swirling sand.

The insight effect brought by 【Roots of the Sands】 was barely noticeable, and Iseria's "Little Ether" didn't bring any new information either.

In this vast desert, even sound doesn't travel very far—Yonev felt that if the sacred remains had deceived him and Iseria…

Then let's go back the way we came and dig up its grave.

Unexpectedly, the next moment he stepped onto the grass.

In the distance, a sharp horn sounded, and several light cavalrymen clad in gleaming silver armor galloped towards them, passing by the two men...

They charged straight at the caravan that, despite their exhaustion, was still putting up a desperate fight.