An Adventure With an Immortal Mosquito

Chapter 59: [Above the Competition]

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Crimson is having a nice time right now.

Slosh.

Blood flows in the air as it surrounds her shell, taking the shape of tiny monsters, each doing different actions like standing, walking, jumping, eating, and so on. The irregularities in the monsters' appearances prove that they are not really a small version of the real thing, but it still shows that her control over the blood is exceptional.

Ichor's action of temporarily letting her have <Healer Wisdom> has fundamentally changed her direction of growth, as she found herself looking back to her memories of the past in the few hours since she got it. She can't exactly use the Skill to its full potential since her main specialty is blood draining, but getting the information from her killing them is still enough for her to make multiple fake monsters out of blood to further her understanding of them.

Moreover, this Skill is way stronger than expected, as she can feel her mind awakening slowly due to this situation being considered an 'injury' of some kind. Furthermore, her evolving Skills are also affected by it, causing them to deviate from their usual path to something else entirely. 

Luckily, she can feel through her <Danger Sense> that this is not only a good thing, but supporting it more will also bring her even less danger. So right now, she's just accepting the changes caused by <Healing Wisdom> Skill while playing around with her figurines.

It's safe to say that, for now, life is good for Crimson.

BANG!

With the sound of something crashing to the wooden surface, the door to the lounge suddenly opens wide, letting the shabby-looking Ichor inside before he closes the door like his life on it.

Bang!

"This isn't a legal battle anymore, System. This is just technically legal torture method at work here."

Ichor is currently very 'badly injured' from how he looks currently. His shirt and pants are torn, burned, and cut all over, one of his arms is left with mostly just bones and rotting flesh, and his skin seems to have blisters in many places like he had sunbathed for an entire day in the desert.

There's no apparent wound on his exposed body aside from those, most likely attributed to the entire cast of <Healing Array> that is coming out of his body. But for that Skill to be activated, he was most likely in a fight up until now.

"For a group made up of a samurai wannabe, hyper support, and assassin with invisibility, they sure are ridiculously hard to deal with in an actual fight."

Ichor sighs to himself before increasing the output of Heal and Cure on the arm, causing the remaining poison to disappear and the arm to regrow back as if nothing happened.

After that, he just walks forward for a bit before letting himself fall onto the couch. Shifting himself around on it for a bit, he holds his regrown arm up to the ceiling as he focuses on it and the clothes, which are now growing their fabrics in threads and linking together to repair themselves.

It's at this point that Ichor notices a figurine-looking, six-legged bear on the couch's backrest, looking at him. He's a bit confused about what it is exactly until he notices that the figurine has the color and smell of blood, confirming his thoughts about who its owner is.

With that in mind, he moves backward(upward? He's lying on the couch and all.) and looks at Crimson playing with even more figurines of monsters nearby. After a few seconds, a lightbulb can be seen lighting up above him out of nowhere before it disappears.