OBS Chapter 4251 The Demonic Eye of Reproduction
Chapter 4251 The Demonic Eye of Reproduction
Chapter 4251 The Demonic Eye of Reproduction
Between trips, Ms. Thorne would occasionally check on the plants growing in the swamp. Besides gathering edible mushrooms, she also told Shad that some lichen-like materials could be used to make potions that affect memories, which were very precious materials in the outside world.
The two walked aimlessly like this. Xia De was not sure if such a search was meaningful, but it would be good to understand the situation outside.
"Besides searching for your lost items, are there any other ways to help you regain your memories?"
Shad and Mrs. Thorne chatted idly; the witch was very kind.
“There are two other methods. Since the memory is lost, it must still be in this fog. Finding the physical memory in the fog will certainly allow us to remember everything. But this is more difficult than finding an object, because no one knows exactly where their memory is in the fog.”
The two walked past Professor Manning, who was holding a black cat, and Ms. Thorne continued:
"Or, if you are proficient in the secrets of memory, you can try to delve into our mental world to find out what we have lost. Although the memories are gone, they will surely leave traces."
“I am not proficient in that kind of power, but I know the followers of the Old God [The Forgotten Old Man].
Shad then thought that after leaving this place, he could ask Hillis for help.
He informed Lady Thorne that he would be leaving after staying for a while. The witch with an eye ailment was not surprised by this. In her opinion, Shad was strange enough, and his coming and going was not a matter worth discussing compared to his gender.
Ms. Thorne also shared some of her own experiences with Shad. Aside from forgetting her original purpose, her memory loss wasn't actually that severe. Perhaps sensing that Shad still had some doubts about her identity, she took the initiative to talk to him about her life in the real world. Then, the witch realized that this strange man seemed more like someone who didn't belong to this world.
So what exactly is wrong with your eyes?
Shad only asked this question now, and the witch subconsciously raised her hand to touch the blindfold:
"You've wanted to ask this from the beginning, haven't you?"
She smiled and asked, answering Xia De's question:
“My eyes were severely injured during a previous adventure. Now I am not only blind, but anyone who sees my eyes will immediately…”
"die."
"Pregnant."
"Ok?"
For a moment, Shad thought he had misheard:
"Sorry, what?"
Ms. Thorne smiled:
"That's why I don't want to talk about these eyes. Any life that can conceive will become pregnant once it sees my eyes; while any life that cannot conceive will grow a human-shaped tumor on its body until the tumor falls off as a stillborn fetus."
Even though they had heard of many supernatural abilities in this world, the outsider was still amazed:
"Okay, I admit this is the strangest magic eye I've ever heard of. So, is it a curse?"
"Perhaps it's a curse, perhaps it's a blessing. Someone once heard of my demonic eyes and traveled a great distance to find me, hoping to see them. She was a princess from a kingdom in the Western Continent. She wanted to prove to her elders that she had the value to continue the family line by getting pregnant, as her family had a very small population."
"And what kind of offspring were conceived?"
"Almost equivalent to the pregnant woman's sister, or the pregnant woman herself."
Shad continued following Mrs. Thorne through the fog, his gaze fixed curiously on the blindfold:
"The ability of your eyes is truly peculiar. But I'm very curious, how did this ability arise?"
"You're not the first person to ask this question."
Ms. Thorne said:
"Some people have tried to study my eyes to solve the problem of witches being unable to bear children, but my eyes can only give new life to those who are capable of conceiving."
As for its origin, I don't remember. It wasn't because I lost my memory upon arriving here; that memory didn't exist before this adventure began. All I can remember is being attacked by something terrifying, and barely escaping that horrific place at the cost of my life. After being found, I was taken back and recuperated for two years before recovering. Blindness and this ability are simply the price I had to pay for escaping death.
Even the demigod witch I follow believes that my eyes are absolutely incurable by mortal power.
Shad asked again:
"Are you sure you didn't come here for these pregnant demonic eyes?"
"I am a twelfth-order witch. In the real world, not having eyes doesn't affect me much. As for the ability to attach eyes, it's a rather peculiar secret technique in my opinion. I'm not so disgusted by it that I don't want this ability. Don't call it the Pregnancy Demon Eye; that name is too awful. I usually refer to this kind of demon eye as the 'Eye of Procreation.'"
The witch said, and Shad nodded:
"Although the Demon Eye's attack power is not outstanding, its ability to insult is extremely strong."
The witch laughed:
"So I understand that I must have come here for some other purpose. But I searched through all my memories and couldn't find any difficulties in my daily life that required divine help. I don't know any seriously ill or wounded people, nor have I met any friends who needed me to ask for divine help, but I feel that my purpose in coming here is very important."
Xia De nodded to indicate that he understood:
“Next time I come, I might be able to bring you the ability to find your memories. But after we go back in a bit, may I take a look at your eyes? I have been blessed by the gods and have strong resistance to flesh mutations, so I should be able to withstand your eyes. I’m very curious about what’s wrong with them.”
Ms. Thorne agreed:
"Of course, but I hope you won't be scared."
The two walked and talked, finding each other so engaging that Shad even mentioned they came from different times. Ms. Thorne wasn't surprised; she had already guessed it.
"Only in different eras would a man like you be allowed to have spellcasting abilities. I follow a demigod witch, so don't think of me as ignorant."
Although the two had a pleasant conversation, and Shad was once again certain that after experiencing the [Blood Factory] type of battle last time, this mission was really simple, their search this time yielded nothing.
As the candlelight and kerosene lamp began to dim, Ms. Thorne suggested they return home. In Shad's perceived time, they had only been out for fifteen minutes, not a particularly long time, and there was room for a second or even third trip, so Shad agreed to end the trip.
Behind them, the firelight at the temple entrance could still be seen flickering in the fog. However, as the two continued to talk and walk back along the original path, a small patch of dark gray appeared in the fog ahead. As they got closer, Shad instinctively felt uncomfortable.
He wasn't sure what it was, but this time it definitely wasn't a hallucination, because Lady Thorne had also stopped. She wasn't relying on sight but on her intuition to sense what was ahead, and the witch's face showed a look of disgust:
“This is ‘painful memory,’ something that flows from people’s memories of pain, and it takes this form after it takes shape in the fog.”
Do we need to take a detour?
"There is no way to detour. Once you see it, it means that it is connected to our spirit. No matter which way you go, you can't get around it."
The witch sighed:
"Go through it. You will feel pain in both body and mind along the way, but that's all. Once you get through, everything will be fine."
Xia De hesitated for a moment:
Is there no way to get rid of them?
"This thing is recorded in the temple's books. Constantly recalling happy memories can resist pain. Some secret techniques that can materialize memories and emotions can protect oneself. Alternatively, consuming a consumable called 'humanity' can also offset the effects of pain. Humanity is very precious here, and most memories can be contained and dissolved by humanity."
Clearly, Shad couldn't come up with the latter two methods either, so he tried to use his moonlight to dispel the gloom in front of him. But the moonlight, which was usually effective against any negative effects, failed to work this time.
"This is something that flows from the source of memory, and can only be resisted by memory and the mind."
Ms. Thorne said, walking over first, with Shad following behind her, trying to recall those warm and happy memories.
The witch was right. Just as he got a little closer to the gray fog, Shad felt aches and pains throughout his body, along with an indescribable sense of unease. He felt a strange sensation, like when he was back in his hometown, having just finished running a kilometer in the sweltering summer heat and discovering that the last bit of money he had left for lunch was missing. As he tried to drag his weary body to look for it, he stepped in dog excrement.
The feeling was so intense that it even made Shad feel somewhat disoriented. However, seeing Ms. Thorne walk directly into the fog, Shad followed her.
Xiaomia's mind raced, the girls' faces flashing before her eyes one by one. The candles floating beside her couldn't dispel the colored mist, but Shad, who was prepared, was surprised to find that the so-called "pain" didn't affect him much; the pain caused by the trivialities of life was actually nothing.
"This is."
It wasn't moonlight, but rather the warm sunlight emanating from his body, slightly dispersing the gray fog. Although Shad was still affected by the fog, the impact was far less than that on Ms. Thorne, who was not far ahead.
"Is it the power of that ray of sunlight? Did the God of Compassion foresee that I would need this?"
The appearance of sunlight allowed Shad to better recall happy and joyful things. So, with the memory of his picnic in the park with Lacey and Dorothy, Shad and Ms. Thorne successfully emerged from the fog.