I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

The rain gradually subsided.

Lu Yuan stepped down from the watchtower, the spot on his finger where the runes had burned it still throbbed with pain.

The battlefield was filled with the stench of burning and blood, the blood swamp was slowly dissipating, and the corpses of the half-fish lay scattered among the ruins.

The high priest is dead.

At least the battle here is over.

Lu Yuan's gaze swept across the battlefield and landed on a high platform not far away.

The silver halo was slowly receding, and Mary seemed to have her last bit of strength drained away.

She leaned forward, and if the night watchman hadn't caught her in time, she would have fallen straight down.

"Quickly, take her back to rest."

Hans's voice came from the other side. His left arm was wrapped in a makeshift bandage, and he was directing several sentries to count the casualties.

Two watchmen carried Mary toward the base. Her face was ashen, her eyes were closed, and she was being dragged along, her steps unsteady.

Lu Yuan glanced at it but didn't follow immediately.

Because Sivadin was walking toward him.

The golden armor was stained with blue blood, and the lingering aura of the Holy Armor had completely dissipated, but the Holy Armor Commander's steps remained steady, and his mental state was much better than expected.

He was carrying a box wrapped in black cloth.

"This is for you."

Sivadin handed over the box, his tone brief.

"The items that the Deep Sea Church went to such great lengths to escort may be very dangerous. I suggest sealing them up first and deciding whether to open them after the inner city is dealt with."

Lu Yuan took the box.

The moment I touched it, a heavy feeling spread down my arm.

It wasn't just the excessive weight of the box; Lu Yuan also sensed something throbbing inside, like a captive heart slowly beating within it.

High concentration of pollutant detected...immediate relocation advised.

A grayish-white prompt appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

Lu Yuan looked down at the box.

The outline of the box could be vaguely seen under the black cloth, and it was engraved with intricate sealing runes that were very similar to the runes he had seen on the Island of Dreams.

The things here are probably related to "mother" again.

"I understand." Lu Yuan packed the box away, then looked up at Sivadin. "How's things going in the inner city?"

"I don't know, communications were down for a while." Sivadin turned to look towards the inner city. The huge black shadow was much blurrier than before, but it hadn't completely disappeared. "I'll go provide support once I've assembled my team."

He has no intention of taking a break.

He didn't even have time to wipe the bloodstains off his armor before he started calling for the soldiers to assemble.

"I'll go too."

Alice's voice came from the side.

She walked over carrying the warhammer stained with blue blood, her body covered in abrasions, but her eyes were resolute.

"I'm worried about old Morgan in the inner city."

Siwadin did not object; he simply nodded.

Alice looked at Lu Yuan: "And you?"

Lu Yuan paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"I wouldn't be of much help even if I went." Then Lu Yuan shook the box in his hand. "We still need people here."

Alice nodded, and before leaving, she turned back and said something:

"Take good care of Mary. And make sure the Night's Watch doesn't lose their composure."

She paused, then added, "If anyone isn't feeling well, there are special sedatives in the warehouse. Have them take them and then isolate and rest. Problems are most likely to arise after large-scale battles like this, so don't be careless."

"I know."

Alice nodded and turned to follow Sivadin's group.

The golden armor faded into the distance in the rain, the Holy Armor Army's footsteps echoing in perfect unison, finally disappearing at the end of the street leading to the inner city.

Lu Yuan stood there, watching the direction they had gone.

After a moment, he looked away and glanced down at the box in his hand.

The throbbing sensation continued, but the specially made sealing box seemed to be able to imprison it well.

Without thinking twice, he turned and walked towards the base.

Lu Yuan planned to throw this thing directly into the safest place in the base, the deep warehouse.

Walking briskly into the base, Lu Yuan descended the familiar spiral stone steps.

The surrounding air gradually grew cold and damp, and that oppressive feeling that had been weighing on my heart returned. The dark red moss on the rock face emitted a faint, eerie glow in the darkness.

[Abnormal environment detected; high concentration of spiritual residue...]

Lu Yuan quickened his pace and arrived at the ancient gate.

Insert the brass key given to him by old Morgan, turn it, and the heavy click of the mechanism echoes through the deathly silent underground.

The door slowly opened.

The warehouse remained brightly lit, illuminated by countless alchemical lamps, leaving no shadows. Various sealed containers were sparsely arranged on rows of low, black metal shelves.

Lu Yuan placed the black box on the shelf, next to the bottle of ██'s blood.

The moment the box landed, the faint throbbing suddenly disappeared.

It was as if it was completely suppressed by the seal of the warehouse.

Lu Yuan stared at the box for a few seconds, confirming that there was nothing unusual about the sealing runes, then turned around to leave.

But as soon as I reached the door, a strange unease suddenly welled up in my heart.

Unable to explain what it was, Lu Yuan stopped, frowned, and looked back at the box. There was still no movement. After thinking for a moment, he moved the box to a different position and rearranged it.

Only then did he turn and leave. Lu Yuan was about to go to the infirmary to check on Mary, because she looked very unwell.

Upon entering the medical room, one is greeted by the aroma of holy water mixed with herbs.

Mary lay on the bed, her face pale and her brows furrowed, as if she were having a nightmare. A doctor from the night watchman's office stood by her bedside, looking anxious, and holding an empty medicine bottle in his hand.

"How is the situation?" Lu Yuan walked in, his gaze falling on Mary.

The doctor shook his head, his voice tinged with helplessness: "We've already given her holy water and sedatives, but the effects don't seem to be very good... Her condition is worse than we expected."

"What's the formula for the potions in the warehouse?"

"Standard silvergrass sedative," the doctor replied. "It should be enough, but she..."

Lu Yuan walked to the bedside and bent down to examine the bed.

Mary's breathing was rapid and erratic, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her lips trembled slightly from time to time, as if she were saying something that was difficult to understand.

Grayish-white text slowly appeared in my field of vision:

[Observation subject: Mary]

[Status: Sanity severely damaged; trace amounts of deep-sea pollution remain around the sanity barrier...]

Lu Yuan's brows furrowed even more.

It's not just about the depletion of rationality.

When Mary was blessing everyone with her silver halo, she may have collided with the high priest's domain.

Given Mary's extraordinary level, she was no match for the high priest, and was thus slightly corrupted.

Although the deep-sea aura that seeped into the edge of Mary's mental barrier was faint, it was still something she couldn't resist in her current state.

"Ordinary sedatives can't suppress this kind of thing," Lu Yuan recalled from the book. "She needs a purification formula."