Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 1148 - 107: Ram’s Horn (Part 3)

Strangely enough, that person left a name and conditions for redeeming the item, but didn’t leave a way to find her. I wonder if she forgot, or if she just believes that encounters are all about fate and luck?

Hooked kiss didn’t know, but he was indeed feeling quite exhausted.

The previous battle had drained him completely, his limbs severed and then reattached with blessings, as if it were shortening his lifespan.

He finally lay on the ground, feeling helpless, looking at the sky with a sense of desolation, and could only mutter under his breath,

"Don’t let me catch you. If I catch you, you’ll be in deep trouble..."

"Oh, here you are, found you."

At this moment, Helair’s somewhat surprised voice came through. Hooked kiss immediately opened his eyes upon hearing it, only to see a huge camel face that frightened him into sitting up quickly. He turned to look behind him and indeed saw Helair sitting on a camel and Fisher leading it beside her.

"What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing? A despicable and disgusting robber... no, a pervert!! She took advantage of my serious injury to steal the memento of my marriage with my wife! I’m looking for her and her accomplices’ whereabouts..."

"She?"

"Yes, the one who robbed the Kakafu Snake Tribe’s caravan earlier, wait a minute..."

Hooked kiss first glanced at Helair, then caught Fisher in his peripheral vision, and couldn’t look away. His previously indignant words were abruptly cut off in the middle.

His pupils narrowed slightly, then he leaned in a bit closer to Fisher and instinctively said,

"I... you... you’ve reached the Mythical Rank?"

The whale’s tail behind him immediately lifted up, which to Fisher seemed like one of his few remaining energies in this sorry state. But even so, he scanned Fisher up and down as if observing a rare treasure, then murmured almost inaudibly in a voice like a heart whisper,

"My goodness, I thought my wife was already a heavyweight, but I didn’t expect someone even more outrageous here..."

"What’s up?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"You... you left before just to reach the Mythical Rank?"

"Otherwise, what would it be? I also said I wanted to help you, but it seems you can handle it yourself..."

"Handle it myself? No..."

At this moment, Fisher could sense Hooked kiss was about to collapse from exhaustion, yet the way he looked at him was filled with an undeniable intensity. His old doctor’s habit flared up, especially when encountering rare cases like Fisher,

"The way you reached the Mythical Rank is very peculiar, which also makes your current Mythical Rank peculiar. Look at your kidney."

"Kidney?"

"Yes, there, it’s quite strange."

Fisher was momentarily stunned, then suddenly thought of something, his face immediately changed. He lifted his white robe, revealing the area around his lower abdomen, still barely maintaining a human form, and saw densely packed, ant-like infinity symbols emerging around his waist.

And what was even more frightening was that, in the place that used to hold Renie’s power, there was now a purple luminescent object embedded in his soul, perpetually emitting a strange aura. The purple glow seemed to become more active upon sensing Fisher’s attention.

"&*shjidqb1=jk..."

An incessant stream of muttering filled Fisher’s ears, causing him a headache. Meanwhile, the horn he was holding also reacted to the aura around his waist, emitting a foreboding dark red glow.

In the moment when the glow shimmered, Fisher’s body began to tremble irregularly again. He first felt a swelling sensation of power, then he seemed surprised to find his reproductive urges dwindling...

No, not dwindling, but transforming.

The preference for demi-humans in Fisher’s mind was receding like tidal waters, replaced by a newfound attraction to normal human females of the same species!

Fortunately, in the next second, a golden glow representing the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual flashed irritably before him, and the dark red force disappeared in an instant, restoring the influences on Fisher’s desires back to normal in a heartbeat.

"Stop, Fisher! Move your attention away from your body! You’re already at the Mythical Rank, your soul and body are one. You’ll trigger the chaos aura within you if you keep this up."

Yet the crimson sheep horn seemed unstoppable, frantically inching towards Fisher’s kidney as if trying to merge with it.

Luckily, at a crucial moment, a beam of morning light shot by, pulling the horn back into her hand, slowly calming it down.

Fisher clutched his side, stepping back while Hooked kiss silently gazed at the familiar-looking horn...

That night, it really was you.

"...This object is the Life Gospel Holy Object forged by Sorobato, unlike the other unfinished pieces, this one is already refined. But for some reason, forging the Life Gospel Holy Object triggers such chaos. That night, I almost got defeated by this thing. Sorobato should’ve been dead, but he stood back up using its power. It should have more effects than just this, but it’s definitely dangerous. You’d best keep your distance."

Hooked kiss squinted and said,

"When that thing activated just now, your state was inexplicably strange. Even my curses couldn’t comprehend what exactly happened. The Heavenly Lock doesn’t allow its angels to forge the Life Gospel Holy Object not out of some whimsical respect for the Main God’s creation of life, the real reason must be that this thing can incite chaos..."

"Exactly, exactly, you’re not quite the same as us Mythical Species. Your aura leans towards chaos, keeping this thing might lead to unpredictable consequences. Better let me keep it safe for now."

Helair nodded in agreement with Hooked kiss’s viewpoint.

Does forging the Life Gospel Holy Object really lead to chaos?

Why?

Fisher was completely puzzled, but suddenly recalled something about the sheep horn sticking so oddly close to him, as if he were a prized delicacy... previously, Gui mentioned he was special, could this be the special trait?

The first time he saw that camel, was it because it had swallowed Sorobato’s unfinished Holy Object and was thus imbued with a certain level of chaos aura, making it drawn to him?

Thinking of this, Fisher looked back at Helair’s camel as if verifying his theory, only to find that the sneaky camel paid him no mind at all.

Well, verification failed, perhaps it just found him agreeable.

"I understand, you take this for now, Helair, can you handle it?"

"Hmm, I can’t say for sure. I might also be affected, but I can hide it somewhere undiscoverable, research it later, and then retrieve it, how about that?"

Fisher didn’t have a definite answer, since there wasn’t a better solution. As long as nobody else discovered it and took it away, in terms of pranks and hiding things, Fisher somehow instinctively trusted Helair.

"So then, what are we going to do next..."

"Let’s go, let’s rest for a bit. I haven’t eaten in two or three days, I’m starving..."

It was Hooked kiss who spoke, but Fisher was taken aback after hearing it.

Wasn’t this guy just insisting on finding the memento of his marriage with his wife a moment ago?

He raised his eyebrows, his gaze falling again on the horn grasped in Helair’s hand.