Chapter 249: A Headache-Inducing Matter (Part 2)

  Below the War Ancient Tree, beside the Sunwell.

  The War Ancient Tree had not yet continued to draw from the Sunwell's well water, which had now recovered to about half its level.

  Luya had already made all the nearby elves leave. However, this was not her own idea, but something Ethan had told her to do. She was now watching Ethan, confused, as he took a small pouch from his bosom.

  A firefly was dancing above the two of them, and the light it emitted made it clear that this was just a cloth pouch, and a very coarse kind of cloth at that. But from the soft, swaying shape of the pouch now, it seemed that what was inside was water. If one looked closely, one could also see that on this small, tattered cloth pouch, which looked like it could be picked up from any roadside, there were actually countless tiny magic runes glittering.

  Ethan held up the soft little pouch in his hand, sighed, and said: "This thing is the reason I came to the Whispering Woods this time. The Sunwell well water inside is no longer enough. At most, it can sustain it for another two or three weeks before that thing runs dry, and then things will get really fun. So I had to come here first to fill this pouch."

  "Sunwell well water?" Luya looked at the well and asked in shock and curiosity. "When did you take it from here?"

  "Not me. It seems the old man brought it out from Diya Valley. I heard it's an antique piece from five hundred years ago; I'm afraid it could fail at any time."

  "What's inside?" Luya asked. She saw a small bulge on the pouch, as if there wasn't just water inside, but something else soaking in the Sunwell well water.

  "A very headache-inducing thing. Stand a bit farther away." Ethan shook his head helplessly, signaling Luya to move away, then squatted down beside the Sunwell. He untied the rope tied to the pouch's opening. "It's a good thing that muddle-headed woman isn't here, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble..."

  In a forest not far from the Whispering Woods, the Templar's Mana Divine Eye was looking in the direction of the Whispering Woods.

  Knight Tamika still stood there like a statue, with a wooden expression on his face. Next to him was another Templar. Talise and Yabin stood behind them.

  There were no signs that Yabin had been captured or tied up. On the contrary, he was now standing ramrod straight, his face full of vigor and seriousness, looking every bit like a fully prepared warrior. Talise, on the other hand, had a face full of anxiety and confusion.

  "That mage has already disappeared. Now that man is with the Leaves of the World Tree and the Sunwell..." The Mana Divine Eye above the Templar's head had condensed into a small ball, emitting a hazy white light like a small orb of holy light. The pupil in the middle of the eyeball had dilated to its limit.

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  "Hmm? It seems something has suddenly appeared..." The Templar was slightly startled. The Mana Divine Eye above his head shrank again, and the pupil in the middle expanded again, as if about to break through the restraints of the eyeball and expand directly into the air. "That is..." It seemed this suddenly appeared thing was rather strange. The Templar not only operated the Mana Divine Eye to its limit, but couldn't help but try his best to open his own eyes wider, stretching his neck out, looking towards the forest.

  But with just one look, his body suddenly shuddered, and a mouthful of blood had already sprayed out. With a soft thump. The white magic eyeball above his head also shattered and dissipated. The Templar collapsed to the ground, his limbs twitching. His expression and face were as ugly as if a man who was about to have a mouthful of food was suddenly force-fed a massive amount of feces; it was not just unbearable, it was as if his whole body was about to burst.

  No one cared about what was wrong with him. Almost the instant the Templar discovered that thing, everyone's eyes turned towards the Whispering Woods. Even Talise, who had been somewhat distracted, looked over as if she had been stabbed by a knife. Almost out of an innate biological instinct, they all felt something terrifying suddenly appear from there.

  It was already night. There wasn't a trace of starlight or moonlight in the sky; it was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. But in that instant, everyone who looked towards the Whispering Woods felt that they saw it. They saw a patch of black.

  Even the black of the night could not disguise or blur this patch of black. This was true black, a black where no life or light could exist, a black that seemed to devour even the pitch-black night around it. The surrounding chirping of insects and birds immediately disappeared. Black, silent, like the legendary netherworld hell.

  But it was only for a brief moment. This patch of black just erupted like that, then quickly faded away at a very fast speed, finally dissipating completely. It was so fast that one would doubt it was just an illusion. Soon, the night returned to its normal tranquility. The surrounding insect sounds slowly began again, and the center of the Whispering Woods in the distance even became somewhat noisy.

  "What was that? What was that thing just now?" Talise looked at the depths of the forest, terrified. Yabin and the other Templar had also just recovered from their shock and suspicion. The Templar who had used the Mana Divine Eye was still collapsed on the ground, twitching.

  Knight Tamika still had a wooden expression, but a fierce light shot from his eyes as he looked towards the Whispering Woods, like a clay sculpture with the eyes of a man-eating beast installed.

  Luya was already sitting on the ground. She watched Ethan, utterly horrified, as he tied the rope to seal the pouch's opening. The pouch was now filled with Sunwell well water and was swollen. Even the rope Ethan used to seal the pouch was covered in extremely tiny magic runes.

  The firefly that had been dancing above their heads had already fallen to the ground, dead. Not only that, but aside from the Sunwell which still shone as before, the grass on the ground around Ethan and a thick root extended from the War Ancient Tree had completely withered. The moment the pouch was opened, the gushing aura that came out was silent and fleeting, like an illusion, but as long as one was a living being, one could feel the sensation contained within this aura.

  Although Ethan had quickly sealed and tied the pouch, the entire Whispering Woods had also been alarmed. Not only were the elves awakened from their dreams, walking around and asking what had just happened, but the neighs of unicorns also rose and fell. It was as noisy as during the daytime battle.

  "Let The Withered Wood Wardens go back. It seems this thing really clashes with the power of the Sunwell." Ethan tied the now-swollen pouch back to his waist and said to Luya with a frown. A low vibration came from the ground, and even The Withered Wood Wardens automatically gathered towards this spot.

  Luya walked over, extended her hand into the Sunwell, and directed The Withered Wood Wardens to walk back into the forest, only then discovering that the well water had dropped again significantly. The small pouch had actually held a considerable amount of well water.

  "What on earth is that thing? I sensed a very pure fluctuation of darkness, somewhat similar to the scent on that dark servant who broke into the Whispering Woods before, but much richer and purer." Luya asked, looking at Ethan. The surprise in her heart was now beyond words. "You actually dare to carry this thing with you?"

  Ethan sighed and said, "Didn't I already say? It's a headache-inducing, troublesome thing, and also something I can't just throw away." He paused, then gave a wry smile. "In that sense, it seems to be in the same category as your Leaves of the World Tree."