<h4>Chapter 740: Mutation</h4>


    That was because Count Urie had no “wound”.


    The divine art [Eternal Youth], which required close proximity with the wound to be used, was evidently not feasible in this scenario. However, this spell was essentially on par with [Healing] divine art. It was a lower-tier skill that the healing professions typically phase out after their early stages, resorting to it only when they were desperately low on mana.


    Annan used this divine art because he didn’t usually need to take the healer role. Considering that Count Urie was flying in the air, Annan immediately pulled out the divine art list from the Silver Sire and exchanged five holy light engravings for the most potent healing divine art in the early stage, [Greater Healing].


    Using at least one silver coin as a medium, it could emit a healing beam directed at either a person or a silver object. If directed toward a silver object, this object could temporarily store the healing instance. The maximum storage capacity depended on the value of the silver object (how many silver coins it was worth).


    If directed at a person, the target, upon being illuminated by the light, would immediately receive a certain magnitude of healing. Furthermore, their self-healing ability would significantly increase for a period of time afterwards.


    To put it simply, this was a long-distance, single-target divine art.


    The divine art’s ability to instantaneously mend limbs and external injuries was even inferior to [Eternal Youth]. However, fortunately, it was a long-range spell and included a HoT (Healing over Time) effect. If the cumtive healing of the HoT was taken into ount, it could ultimately restore about twice the health that “Eternal Youth” could.


    Annan had an understanding of this divine spell,rgely thanks to the yer known as “Youkai Gakkou” [1]. He sessfully transitioned into a role as a healing tank, and was currently the only yer among them who specialized in shield mastery.


    Since he had to stand at the forefront, it was impossible for him to retreat to the back to heal others, nor could he expect severely injured teammates toe to his front for healing – they might perish on the front lines. Therefore, his method of healing evolved into using “Greater Healing” and “Silver Radiance Aura”… The former was a long-range ray with a HoT (Healing over Time) effect, while thetter was a wide-area health regeneration aura.


    However, ording to the yers’ grumblings on the forum, the HoT (Healing over Time) effect of “Greater Healing”… was reportedly extremely itchy.


    Because it didn’t function like “Eternal Youth,” which “enhanced vitality and repaired wounds,” but rather “elerated bodily healing.” During the healing process, wounds and internal organs would be extremely itchy… It was a sensation so intense that one could distinctly feel their internal organs wriggling


    Just like Mr. Ray’s “purification” divine art, it could purify a person into oblivion under high power.


    Silver Sire’s divine art treatment would not be so harmless.


    The fact that His divine spell could be amplified by “Tyrant” indicated that there were certainly harmfulponents to the body in this spell. This might have been the reason why the clerics of the Silver Knight urged people not to overuse divine healing spells.


    As the saying goes, “every medicine has its poison…”


    …In fact, Silver Sire was the deity of the “Trading” realm.


    It could be a bountiful gain, but He would never lose.


    The reason they hadn’t noticed this aspect before might be due to the fact that the divine spells of the Silver Knight required spending money… No one would spend a heap of silver coins to forcefully heal someone who already had a full health bar.


    However, when Annan previously healed Suuankou, he had over-healed him — but Suuankou’s bones were creaking. It twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Flesh and blood intertwined like snakes, and the newly formed skin was so sensitive that he couldn’t even grip his weapon properly.


    Then, what would happen if Annan cast a more potent healing [Greater Healing] than [Eternal Youth]?


    Thest Count Urie answered this question for Annan.


    Bathed in the silver radiance of the Silver Knight’s healing divine art, he let out a distinct groan, his expression instantly contorting in extreme pain.


    His body exhibited obvious swelling. His muscles bulged all over, skin turning bright red and quickly shifting to purplish-red. His bones creaked audibly, and the veins on his head and arms became prominently bulged.


    His heart throbbed violently, pulling at the veins throughout his body — the high density of blood sma caused his blood pressure to rise exponentially. The fresh blood, forced out by the high pressure, surged into his brain, slowing and stalling his thought processes.


    Within the span of three to four breaths, his fingertips and face turned a dark purple-ck. Blood began to flow from the corners of his eyes and ears. His breathing became abnormally rapid, with arge amount of curse energy gas being inhaled into his body, causing his pupils to gradually dte…


    “Ugh—!”


    With a muffled groan, his eyeball flew right out — and a new eyeball was regenerated in the blink of an eye.


    When his thoughts were disrupted, making it difficult for him to create.


    “Lockpicker” Jacob, who was flurrying around like a dog but miraculously uninjured, also witnessed this scene.


    “I have coins! I have coins!”


    He screamed and ran to Annan, took out all the silver coins and silver jewelry, and threw them in front of Annan.


    “Not bad…”


    Annan chuckled, activated divine art again, and pointed at the silver coins on the ground.


    They turned into beams—


    Annan pointed at Count Urie again.


    The number of Annan’s holy light engravings belonging to Silver Sire had exceeded 400 — his divine art strength was approximately equivalent to Silver Sire’s cardinal bishop level.


    There were about 50 silver coins Annan activated. After being amplified by the “Tyrant”, Count Urie received a healing amount equivalent to 150 silver coins.


    —When Suuankou had his arm chopped off by a single strike, his health bar dropped by more than a third. Annan threw out four silver coins, instantly regenerating his bones, flesh, nerves, and skin, and even overflowed with a third of the healing amount.


    Instantly repairing the severed upper arm to the elbow and healing, along with restoring blood and alleviating pain, required about 4 silver coins. 10 coins could instantly regenerate the entire lost limb.


    So, to what extent could 150 coins achieve?


    This would be equivalent to the “nutrition” needed for instantly growing 15 arms. For a healthy person… it would undoubtedly be a potent poison.


    Suddenly, Count Urie’s shoulders burst open — blood sprayed out like from a high-pressure pump, sttering more than five meters away. His flesh instantly healed… but under the immense internal pressure, the healed flesh was forcibly squeezed out by the muscles, forming arge lump on each of his shoulders.


    His back also began to crack. Blood and flesh gushed out.


    Then, it was his left abdomen. The burst liver instantly regenerated — or rather, every part was regenerating. His abdominal cavity was squeezed by the rapidly proliferating internal organs, swelling up as if he were pregnant.


    He inhaled arge amount of curse energy into his body, which, under his intense desire to “heal me,” also began to take effect.


    A vast amount of vitality began to be utilized — his entire skeleton rapidly grew. His teeth visibly lengthened and sharpened, his hands transformed into w-like structures. His pupils became firm, covered by a hard membrane. He hunched over as his spine started to thicken and elongate… A tail grew out from his cyx.


    His skin, filled with bumps like a toad, was transformed lymph under the power of curse energy, driven by his desire. His skin turned blue-ck, bing unusually tough.


    His cognitive abilities were gradually eroded by pain… The curse energy device on his back began to fall off as his body became deformed.


    …No, no.


    I want to fly…I will die if I fall…


    Under the high blood pressure, the chaotic state of his brain caused Count Urie’s creative power to be twisted.


    As such thoughts vaguely emerged in his mind, his back suddenly bulged — a set of blood-soaked wings struggled to open from his waist.


    “No, it’s not enough—”


    As Urie came to this thought, another pair of wings spread out from his shoulders.


    As the curse energy device was pushed out by the wings, it fell.


    “Hey…”Annan raised his head and opened her eyes.


    A developmentpletely beyond Annan’s expectation happened before his eyes.


    His vertical pupils turned dark gold from over-absorbing curse energy. He had blue-ck scales covering his body with two pairs of wings, sharp fangs, ws, a hunched waist, and a pointy, powerful tail.


    Count Urie, who was not Fallen at all, suddenly turned into a demon in front of Annan’s party.


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