Chapter 961: Chapter 717: I Will Not Die Tamasi wasn’t always victorious in battle after battle; he narrowly escaped death numerous times, even more than Ash. Though he truly was the pinnacle of humanity, able to resist the direct influence of Technique Spirit, he was ultimately just human. Moreover, a mage’s various extraordinary techniques are unpredictable and unavoidable. Until mastering the Holy Domain, battles between mages are filled with uncertainty; a single unexpected Technique Spirit could change the course of a battle. And how much more challenging when it’s between a mage and a human? Tamasi also served as the most perilous Judgement Warrior, constantly clashing with the most vicious mages. Even more frightening, the vast majority of Evil Mages in the Wasteland were actually criminal forces executing tasks for cults, such as the ‘relic hunter’ of Tribulation Fire Temple, the ‘ignition’ of War Holy Temple, the ‘three hands’ of Spiral Light Sect… This meant Ya Sha Jin, while hunting Evil Mages, was likely to face retaliation from other sects, or the Evil Mages might receive sect support. Thıs content belongs to 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽 Tamasi once encountered such a situation while chasing a group of bandits disguised as a merchant convoy with Tanomu. From intelligence, they were only ordinary One-winged Mages, but when Black Crow unleashed havoc, he was hit by the Gray Fox gun at close range. Gray Fox gun was extremely rare in the Wasteland. Black Crow had only undergone training against homemade guns, and faced with the high-speed and kinetic force much greater than those guns, he only managed to dodge fatal spots, yet his tailbone was pierced, resulting in a fall that left him completely immobile. He was paralyzed in the enemy’s base. The Gun Master did not immediately kill him; instead, two shots pierced his arms, while his bandit henchmen captured nearby reinforcements, Tanomu. Tanomu cried and shouted upon seeing Black Crow on the ground, begging for their release, pleading to spare Black Crow’s life, saying she was willing to do anything… But the Gun Master merely sneered, carried her on his shoulder into the house, leaving Black Crow in the dirt. Black Crow had just killed their comrades; how could the bandits let him die so easily? Paralyzing him, while the Gun Master indulged indoors, they could gradually torture and vent their anger on Black Crow. Mercury Wooden Horse’s memory of that time was very blurry. She used Ya Sha Jin sect to intimidate, spoke of her Prophecy Technique Spirit to tempt, begged them to spare Tamasi, but ultimately could not suppress the inner fear and cried like a pear blossom in the rain. Then, the Gun Master slapped her hard, swelling her face and dazing her, leaving her devoid of all strength to resist and placed her onto a table by the Gun Master. She could only vaguely recall as the Gun Master tore her clothes, cursing: “That Black Crow is doomed!” “He’ll be tortured to death, crying out!” “He’ll die a horrible death!” As the Gun Master tore apart her shorts, hoofbeats sounded from outside. The Gun Master cursed aloud at whoever was riding in the yard, then with a bang, the gate was smashed open by a high brown horse. Mercury Wooden Horse remembered this scene clearly, more deeply than hearing the voice of The Gods of Four Pillars, more unforgettable than seeing Black Crow assassinate her later, as if Tamasi not only crashed into the house on horseback, but into her heart. Tamasi appeared on horseback, tied to the horse with four long spears and rope to prevent falling. His body was covered in rolling flesh wounds, with blood soaking through his outer robe and dripping down his pants. His crow mask was partly broken, revealing bright emerald eyes. Mercury Wooden Horse did not know how he managed to counterattack all the bandits while paralyzed, nor how he tied himself to the horse. She only recalled Tamasi charging in on horseback, before the Gun Master could draw the Gray Fox gun, piercing the Gun Master’s skull with a long spear! The declaration of the death-dealing Black Crow echoed repeatedly in Mercury Wooden Horse’s ears: Silent Spiral, fifteenth level. Black Crow reached out, pinning Mercury Wooden Horse to the ground, raised the Gray Fox Blade high, aimed at Mercury Wooden Horse’s head, and fiercely thrust downward— Mercury Wooden Horse pulled out a small silver hand cannon, blocking it before her face. She calmly gazed at the crow mask that was once her beautiful dream, now merely her nightmare: “Unless you’re willing to let Igula accompany me to the grave.” Black Crow paused his hand. “Don’t listen to her deceit!” Igula coughed up several mouthfuls of filthy blood, shouted, “The only way to deal with Mercury Wooden Horse is not to negotiate, but to kill her directly! *cough cough*!” “Don’t speak so loudly!” Gwen scolded Igula for the first time, nearly in tears, frantically using Water Therapy Technique Spirit to heal the Swindler’s injuries. “Tamasi, you know me.” The Mercury Wooden Horse said leisurely, “I wouldn’t use such a clumsy lie to prolong life. Next, I will disassemble the gun bullets inside, watch closely.” The Mercury Wooden Horse removed the magazine of the miniature silver hand cannon and with a reverse push, dumped out the gun bullets from the magazine. “Pierce through one of the gun bullets and take a look.” She said. The Black Crow calmly glanced at her, swung the Gray Fox Blade to cut open a gun bullet. Inside the silver bullet head was a fine groove, from which some liquid flowed out, resembling the flow of mercury. “That is mercury powder refined from my bone marrow.” The Mercury Wooden Horse said, “After I became a touch person, my bone marrow transformed into this mercury. Any individual infused with my mercury can become a horse I can parasitize.” “Gwen once consumed my bone marrow, which is why I could descend upon her. But the encounter you had in the Dead City dispelled the mercury in her body, so I couldn’t control her.” “These mercury gun bullets, at the moment of impact, inject mercury into the enemy’s body along with the kinetic energy.” The Mercury Wooden Horse waved the magazine: “There are 17 mercury gun bullets in the magazine, but only 16 here, where do you think the one I used is now?” The Black Crow gripped the shoulder blade of the Mercury Wooden Horse with his left hand, and with the right hand, swiped the Gray Fox Blade to destroy all the remaining mercury gun bullets. Gwen and Igula naturally heard the words of the Mercury Wooden Horse. Gwen searched Igula’s body and almost cried out, tremblingly answering, “Ta, Tamasi sir! There’s a mercury gun bullet in Mr. Igula’s body!” “It seems my aim was quite accurate.” The Mercury Wooden Horse smiled. “Don’t be afraid of her, Black Crow.” Igula gasped in pain, nearly kneeling on the ground, but he still said, “Her soul… can’t transfer too far. As long as I return to the upper level, she won’t be able… to descend upon me…” “You can gamble.” The Mercury Wooden Horse gripped the Gray Fox’s Gray Fox Blade, aiming it at her throat: “Indeed, my soul cannot escape the Silent Spiral. But whether my tactile range is limited to this floor alone, or includes the entire Silent Spiral, you can place a bet.” “Of course, as long as you transport Igula to the surface, I can’t reincarnate into him. But in his condition, can he really pass through the fifteen layers of the Spiral Trial?” “Moreover, after you entered the Silent Spiral, do you think my subordinates would enter the Silent Spiral to find me?” Mercury Wooden Horse’s hand was cut by the Gray Fox Blade, yet she was oblivious, with a cruel, sinister smile looking at Black Crow, as if the one with the blade to the throat was Black Crow: “Is Igula truly the only container I can reincarnate into? Of course, whether or not it’s true, I would prioritize reincarnating into Mr. Igula then pretend nothing happened.” “When I have Igula’s appearance, Igula’s memory, Igula’s Technique Spirit, what difference would there be between me and Igula?” The Mercury Wooden Horse pressed the Gray Fox Blade downwards, the tip pierced her skin, she revealed a cute yet terrifying smile: “Tamasi, we can, start over.” After a series of Miraculous destructions, the hall was already flooded with dark dirty water, a mixture of wine, blood, and water flowing over the ground. The Mercury Wooden Horse lay in the sewage, beside her head, the sewage reflected a grim crow mask. “This time, I will be more cautious, develop the Four Pillars God Sect more discreetly, wield power more secretly. I won’t let you find out, I won’t put you in a difficult position. You just need to like in the past…” The Mercury Wooden Horse reached out her right hand to touch the filthy mask covered with layers of bloodstains, her fingertips gently caressing like it was a piece of art: “…continue to care for the delicate me.” The Black Crow suddenly stabbed, nailing the right hand of the Mercury Wooden Horse to the ground. The Mercury Wooden Horse whined, tears spilling from the corner of her eyes, her tone seemingly complaining but also coquettish: “It hurts so much…” “Tamasi, you know I’m most afraid of pain. I never endured through the harsh training of Ya Sha Jin…” She pitifully said, “If you make it too painful for me, I’ll hide in Igula for a little while until you calm down and then come back…” Her words came out like a mischievous child, afraid of the grown-up’s anger after causing trouble, thus opting to hide at the neighbor’s big sister’s home for a bit. However, the Black Crow only felt a chill shooting from the tailbone straight to the brain, he could hardly suppress his anger, roaring: “Can’t you just obediently go and die!?” “You protect yourself in your way, I also protect myself in my way.” The Mercury Wooden Horse smiled: “I won’t die.” She paused, repeated: “However, you can also let me go. As long as I leave the Silent Spiral, and you still in the Trial, then I also can’t reincarnate into Mr. Igula.” She smiled: “How about this proposal?”