Chapter 382: Minor Heal Stage 5

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FWIP!

Percival appeared in front of Azmond, using the little energy he had recovered, as he looked at him with the 'friendliest' expression he could muster.

However, from Azmond's perspective, the only thing he thought when he saw that look on his face was, "You have indigestion, old dude?"

*Tick!*

A vein popped up on his forehead as he looked at this brazen man speak to him in such a way while 'flirting' with his daughter.

His expression darkened even further as he spat, "I'm not backed up, you fucking bastard!"

"Is that so?" Azmond questioned before he added, "You look awfully purple, though... Are you sure you don't need to just push one out? I have a herb in my storage ring that should help you out."

*Toss*

He flung a funny-looking ginseng in the shape of a p*nis at Percival.

"..." He caught the herb and looked at it before his eyes nearly turned into black holes as he stared at Azmond like he wanted to make a stew out of him.

"Are you looking to die, boy!?" Percival shouted.

"... Don't tell me?"

"???" Percival wasn't following.

"Are you 'pent up' in the other way?? Do you need me to find you some grandma's to keep you company?" Azmond asked with a knowing look.

"..."

A strand of gray hair fell off Percival's head when he heard the nonsensical words spoken by the young man before him.

'I mean I haven't gotten out into the 'world of debauchery' since my wife disappeared. But that's besides the point!' He thought.

However, when he was stuck in his thoughts, Azmond had already made his way over, as he patted him on the shoulder and looked into his eyes with a hardened expression.

*Ding!* *You have gained experience +150 Trillion*

*Ding!* *You have leveled up!*

*Ding!* *You have gained gold +150 Million*

*Ding!* *Your 'Minor Heal' skill has increased from 'Stage 4' to 'Stage 5'*

*You are now capable of healing the vast majority of well-known and mysterious diseases and injuries across the Mortal Realms.*

"Oh? So you can also acquire experience points through this method as well?" Azmond mused, utterly ignoring the bewildered man beside him.

"T-This is" Percival mumbled with trembling lips.

He was astounded by what happened to him, and for good reason, considering that not only were all his dormant injuries healed, but his appearance had reverted to what he looked like thousands of years ago!

"Ho-How is this possible?"

No matter which way he thought about it, he couldn't understand how such a thing could've occurred!

Even his royal physicians, back on the cosmic asteroid he ruled over, were unable to conjure up a viable cure for all the injuries that had haunted him for thousands of years!

And that wasn't even to mention that what the Overseers had done to him should've taken hundreds of years to recover from!

And yet

"What the hell are you!?" He questioned Azmond.

"..." Azmond looked toward Percival with a wide smirk before he replied, "Me? Oh, I'm just a hero for fu- wait, that's already been used once before"

He took a moment to come up with something equally cool to say. But nothing came to mind so he simply said, "The moon is red, and the end of the world is before us."

His head was tilted at a 110 angle as he stared off into the distance, gazing at the headpiece of the Behemoth Abomination that was sticking up out of the ground.

"The What!?" Percival exclaimed as he followed Azmond's eyes.

And what he saw was a new 'continent' that had formed in the distance.