Chapter 75 Backup Of Percy
Sensing their presence, Jonathan knew he only had minutes left, and his heart began to race. As expected, there are no miracles in this world. Death awaits me.
At that moment, unwillingness filled his heart. Jonathan did not want to die just like that. After all, he had been an orphan since young and was raised by this master. When he grew up, Jonathan was embroiled in one bloodbath after another, defeating an opponent one after another. These experiences honed him into becoming an iron-willed man. Jonathan had always felt like he was not like anyone else since he was a child.
Certainly, everyone once thought they were the protagonist of the story. Jonathan, in particular, grew to be more confident of the fact he was the protagonist after he had mowed down his opponents, one by one.
Even in his dreams, he would see himself as a fierce general who could take on an entire army all by himself.
After learning from Gabriel that he was the Chosen One, Jonathan became more positive that he was the protagonist and that he was different from the others. Alas, he was not any different at all, and he was bound to lose everything tonight. Even if he could survive, his luck would be taken away, and he would be rendered useless.
While Jonathan was deep in thought, Gabriel, Zachary, and Drake had already pushed open the steel doors, revealing the alchemy room.
The moonlight seeped through and cast a faint glow on the three of them. Gabriel stood at the forefront of the trio, wearing a stern expression on his face. He ignored Jonathan, and instead, turned to Zachary and Drake. “Toss him into the alchemy furnace,” instructed Gabriel.
“Yes, Master!” the two responded. Swiftly, Drake and Zachary closed in on Jonathan, grabbing one of his arms each. Jonathan had trouble dealing with the two men even when he was at his peak, let alone now.
The alchemy furnace was three and a half meters tall, and there was ladder next to it.
Jonathan was lifted up by Zachary and Drake and brutally thrown into the alchemy furnace.
A loud bang resounded as Jonathan hit the bottom of the furnace. It was a heavy fall, and Jonathan felt as if his whole body was splitting apart. Unbearable pain coursed through his veins, and great panic immediately followed.
This feeling was unlike anything Jonathan had ever experienced before.
He knew what awaited him was an infinite terror even if he remained unaware of how Gabriel was planning to refine him.
Shortly after Jonathan was tossed inside, the furnace was sealed shut, enveloping the furnace in pitch-black darkness.
As he sat in the furnace, Jonathan felt lost.
Suddenly, he felt a tingling pain up his butt. Jonathan reached out a hand to touch the area and was immediately stunned. D*mn. What’s going on?
He found himself sitting on an Avtomat Kalashnikov. Coined as the most powerful assault rifle in history, the Avtomat Kalashnikov was an automatic assault rifle that could fire thirty-six bullets in a row.
Jonathan was delighted at first, but he immediately felt something was amiss. Why is there a rifle here? Is that b*stard Gabriel messing with me? He weighed the assault rifle in his hands. He was all too familiar with guns and rifles. With just a touch, Jonathan knew that the rifle was in great condition. Moreover, it was fully loaded with bullets.
“No, Gabriel definitely did not leave this rifle here. He has no reason to anyway.” The gears in Jonathan’s mind began turning. He had to think fast as he knew he was severely injured. If he were to take the rifle, there was no way Jonathan could turn the tide in his current condition. However, he still had a glimmer of hope left in him.
Even though the chances were slim, it was still better than waiting for death to come.
Why is there a gun here?
Jonathan was a smart man. Before long, he recalled the late founder, Percy, and his eyes lit up.
That’s right! Although Gabriel is extremely powerful, Master Yarrow is the true master of the Crimson Onyx Sect. He and Gabriel must have foreseen the same future. Thus, he left this rifle here for me in order to avenge him. I definitely won’t be able to turn the tide with this rifle alone, but I think Master Yarrow must have already known I was going to be heavily injured at this point. With that knowledge in mind, he must have prepared something else for me. Maybe there are more things in this furnace.
As he came to the realization that Percy had a hand in the rifle’s appearance, Jonathan quickly explored his surroundings.
After a long while of groping around in the dark, he found a small box that was the size of a ring box. Jonathan was delighted, having found the box, as he knew Percy must have left him a medicine of sorts. Just as he had expected, it was an elixir pill that could hasten his healing process.
Although it sounded like a myth, Jonathan believed it because the Crimson Onyx Sect itself was a mythical existence, after all.
Excited, Jonathan hurriedly pried open the box.
Despite how dark the alchemy furnace was, Jonathan’s great eyesight allowed him to perfectly make out the small object in the box. There was indeed a gold-colored elixir pill inside.
Jonathan brought the pill closer to his nose to sniff it but found that it had no scent.
“It’s such a tiny pill. Can it really heal my injuries?” At that point, Jonathan had calmed himself down. Doubt began forming in his mind as he scrutinized the pill. It seemed to be rather ridiculous, but Jonathan was too lazy to think as he was already in the worst-case scenario. Certainly, there could not be anything worse than the predicament he was in.
It did not matter if the pill worked or not. This was a last-ditch effort.
With that thought in mind, Jonathan brought the pill to his mouth. However, before he swallowed it, Jonathan froze and suddenly began breaking out in cold sweat.
Could this be Gabriel’s trap? He is extremely cunning, after all. What if his Curb of Kismet requires the aid of this elixir pill? Or maybe this is a hallucination caused by the Curb of Kismet?
Jonathan was caught in a dilemma.
He pondered for three whole seconds before putting the elixir pill into his mouth and chewing it up.
D*mn, I should really stop hesitating. If Gabriel really wanted me to take the pill, he would’ve force-fed it to me instead of doing things in such a roundabout way.
As soon as he thought of that, Jonathan swallowed the pill without hesitating and sat in a cross-legged position as he quietly began feeling the power of the elixir pill surging through his body.
When he first swallowed the pill, Jonathan did not notice anything strange. However, five minutes later, he felt his stomach heating up, followed by the full effects of the pill.
The effect of the pill was extremely strong.
Since Jonathan’s body was severely weakened at this point, it started rapidly absorbing the pill’s medicinal effect, which was thoroughly distributed throughout his body. The abundance of nutrients in the pill was being absorbed by his body, down to the very last bit. Jonathan was completely overwhelmed by the strength of the elixir pill.
Ordinary people would not be able to handle its strength and would die instantly upon consuming the pill.
Even Jonathan would not be able to handle the full power of the pill when he was at his peak. His veins would have ruptured, killing him. However, since his body lacked nutrients at the moment and he has a strong body initially, he was able to successfully absorb the pill.
Jonathan’s mind became clearer as he felt the blood vigorously coursing through his veins. He could feel that his cells were rapidly healing and regenerating.
Jonathan’s strength was entirely supported by his spirit. When he was injured, his spirit was also damaged. That was why he had become weak. Now that his spirit had been repaired and gathered, it also boosted his vitality.
Jonathan focused his strength on the area where he sustained the gunshot wound. The moment he squeezed his muscles, a bullet came flying out of the wound, and Jonathan’s internal organs began healing. A steady supply of nutrients was constantly given to his organs, including his bone marrow, which allowed the production of new red blood cells.
Twenty minutes later, all of Jonathan’s internal injuries were miraculously healed. What was even more amazing was that his broken teeth had also grown back perfectly.
It was evident that the pill was capable of miracles and could potentially bring one back from the dead.
Even after his injuries were healed, Jonathan could still feel nutrients being supplied to every single one of his cells, courtesy of the pill’s effect.
He was overjoyed as he could now escape from this place.
If I cultivate here for another hour, I’m sure I’ll be able to return to my peak. F*ck! With the Avtomat Kalashnikov, I can defeat Zachary even if there are ten of him!
Jonathan was extremely confident.
Although Zachary was known to be an excellent marksman, Jonathan was equally skilled with guns. His shooting skills were considered top-notch when compared to other mercenaries. However, Jonathan never relied on guns, so people often overlooked his mastery over weapons and paid closer attention to his fighting skills instead.
Back then, Amber had a gun when she and Jonathan were fighting against Zachary and Drake. However, Jonathan was unable to get the gun from her as Zachary did not give him a chance to do so.
Moreover, Amber’s gun was of sub-par quality. Hence, even if he had taken the gun, he was still not a match for Zachary.
At that moment, the clock struck twelve, indicating that midnight had come.
Jonathan’s heart trembled. He could feel the conversion of energy happening, and there was a significant increase in positive energy.
Meanwhile, Gabriel was oblivious to what was happening inside the alchemy furnace. He had lighted incense and sat in the middle of a formation diagram below the furnace which had been lifted up in the air.
The formation diagram was crafted by masters of Destino Art. There were many minute details in the diagram that could control the force of the magnetic field.
Gabriel began making complicated gestures and moves to match the force of the magnetic field he sensed in his meditation.
Magnetic forces were mobilized by his powerful spiritual energy. Through the Dragon Jade worn around his neck, the external magnetic forces were combined with the formation diagram’s own magnetic force.
As the various magnetic forces were merged together, it generated a strong force that was none other than spiritual energy!
At that moment, countless visions appeared in Gabriel’s mind, showing him all sorts of destinies and lucks, including the Thread of Fate.
Zachary and Drake watched as Gabriel’s limbs moved, almost in a rhythmic manner.
According to legends, a true master of Destino Art would have opened the door to a domain in the brain which allowed spiritual energy to be materialized. When one was capable of such a feat, they need not rely on the support of Destino’s treasures.
Although all of this information sounded ridiculous, there was a scientific explanation for it.
At birth, one would have only developed their brain cells to four percent. As they grow up, however, their brain cells could be developed to ten percent. Those who could develop their brain cells beyond twelve percent were considered extremely intelligent people, in other words, geniuses. For instance, Einstein was able to develop his brain cells to fourteen percent.
Brain cells produced brain waves.
Scientists had made such speculation that if the development of human brain cells reached twenty percent, it would generate powerful brain waves that were capable of spiritual communication. At that point, the spiritual energy generated by the brain waves would be known as mana.
If the brain cells were developed to thirty percent, one could utilize their mana to gather magnetic forces and transform into a primordial spirit.
Once the development of brain cells had reached a hundred percent, even if one was physically confined in a certain space, their mana would allow them to transform into a primordial spirit that can roam the skies and reach the great void of the universe.
