Book 6: Chapter 210
Vur let out a massive yawn before his body shrank, his scales sinking back into his skin. He looked around, but there was no seat available, so the brown runes on his left forearm shone, and a couch made of dirt rose out of the ground. Before his polymorph back into a human finished, he took a seat and sank back into the couch despite the tough material it was constructed from. When he finished his transformation, Vur turned his head towards Kim Hajun. Do you need my help? Vur asked.
Kim Hajun paused. He glanced at the severed hand exchanging punches with the Martial Lord. The hand didnt have a brain, so it made sense for it to only target one person instead of trying to find who was healing said person. However, even if it was brainless, it was strong. Yes, Kim Hajun said. Its very likely well need your help to defeat it.
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How much help? Kim Hajun asked, his voice hopeful.
Vur shook his head. How much were you going to pay Auntie, and how much are you going to pay me? He nodded. You heard her. If you want my help, you have to pay.
You cant do it for free, not even if its for the good of the tower? Kim Hajun asked.
Vur shook his head. Auntie says you have to pay me, so you have to pay me. He squinted at Kim Hajun. How much?
The well-dressed man tugged at the collar of his shirt and glanced to the side. He made eye contact with Tafel, but the demon simply pointed at Vur. Answer him, she said. The faster you get this over with, the sooner we can help.
I was going to pay her with portions of my soul, Kim Hajun said. Depending on how much help I asked for, the more portions Id need to offer as compensation. A tiny wrinkle appeared on his forehead. Please, dont tell me youre interested in my soul as well.
Kim Hajuns eyes widened upon seeing the bell. Although it was small and looked like it belonged on a receptionists desk, the bell was known as the Bell of Triumph. Ringing it would increase the strength of everyone who heard it by a massive amount. At the same time, itd recover injuries and relieve fatigue.
Vur rang the bell, and a chiming sound echoed through the fiftieth floor. Ouyang Fengs dull eyes brightened, and he let out a shout as he punched forward, Bring it on! I can do this all day!
The severed hand made contact with Ouyang Fengs fist, and his whole arm exploded as he was blown backwards by several meters. Evidently, even without ears, the severed hand had heard the Bell of Triumph as well.
Vur blinked before passing the bell to Tafel. He stepped towards the severed hand and narrowed his eyes. It flew towards him, and he pointed at it. Polymorph.
The hand froze and vibrated. It balled up into a fist as its veins and flesh wriggled underneath its skin. A second later, it transformed into a red mushroom. Vur looked at Tafel, and Tafel blinked back at Vur. She pointed at herself. Did you need me to do something?
Vur nodded with a slight frown on his face. Its resisting the polymorph, he said. Hurry and cook it.
What? Tafel asked. Its a human hand. You want me to cook it?
Vur pointed at the Oebu Sin. Its a mushroom now.
You have a point, but Im not sure its valid, Tafel said but pointed her palm at the wriggling mushroom. An imprint appeared on her forehead as blood-red flames flew out of her hands and struck the mushroom with a continuous stream of flames. The demons brow furrowed as the mushroom wiggled and hopped around. She almost felt bad for it.