“Master!” Saul immediately crouched down, trying to awaken him. If he could communicate with Gorsa, it would naturally be more beneficial for helping him recover.

However, the Gorsa before him could only distinguish between head and torso—his limbs were all stuck together and entangled with each other.

He seemed to maintain only the lowest level of vitality, showing no other response to Saul’s calls.

“Could it be because I just used mental power to examine Master’s body that he recognized me?”

“Gorsa indeed reacts to your mental power. Do you have any way to awaken him?” Norton was at his wit’s end. Although he was a fourth-rank wizard, he truly wasn’t skilled at healing.

Saul looked down as a gray thin needle appeared in his palm. It was the Soul-Fixing Needle that Sander had traded to him as payment.

“I have a method, but I need to make some preparations before starting treatment.”

Edgar, who had been silent nearby, lifted his head somewhat excitedly, then looked hopefully toward Norton.

Norton also seemed somewhat surprised, because in his view, wizards who had mutated to this extent were very difficult to save. If Gorsa truly died completely, he could only entrust the Glare clan to Edgar. Even though Edgar lacked confidence in leading Glare to maintain their footing, there were no other options.

“Whatever you need, just tell Edgar. The Glare clan will fully cooperate with you. All resources in the entire World Side are at your disposal!” Norton waved his small hand, giving Saul maximum authority.

After all, if both he and Gorsa died and Edgar couldn’t defend the World Side, everything here would become someone else’s spoils of war—better to let Saul use them.

“If you can cure Gorsa, I can give you thirty percent of this World Side’s resources.”

Wow, thirty percent of the resources from the world’s largest wizard family? Norton was truly making a grand gesture.

This was quite a sincere offer.

“There’s no rush for that.” Saul didn’t care about Glare’s current value at all, and besides, how many resources Glare actually had wasn’t up to them to say. He didn’t need to appear so opportunistic at this moment.

“My method may not necessarily cure Master—I can only do my best.”

Norton sighed. “Having the current result already satisfies me.”

Over the following days, Saul remained in Glare’s World Side. He requested several materials from Edgar, then took out the magical array he had copied from the Soul-Fixing Needle, selecting the gentler components to design protective clothing for Master Gorsa.

According to Saul’s design, this protective clothing could both help Gorsa isolate external pollution and gently nurture his soul body and physical form.

As for the protective clothing’s appearance, Saul had already decided—following Gorsa’s previous image in the wizard tower, he would make him a body of bandage skin.

However, the material for these bandages…

Edgar brought materials to Saul, carrying everything in his hands rather than storing them in spatial devices like others habitually did.

“This is the skin you requested. But why not directly strip it from living bodies instead of using magic to cultivate and manufacture it?”

“Human skin has no use against the black tide, right? Even wizard skin is the same.” Saul received the artificial skin.

This box of artificial skin incorporated Gorsa’s previously healthy cells, mermaid cells Saul had preserved, and tailbones he had brought back from the Sighing Wall.

Of course, all had been inactivated to prevent Gorsa from contracting other pollution before recovering resistance.

Saul modified the artificial skin into bandage form, then carefully separated Gorsa’s entangled limbs and wrapped them one by one with bandages, leaving no trace of charred body exposed, including his eyes.

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After completing preparations, Saul transferred his barely responsive Master onto the prepared magical array, then lit all the magic crystals, injecting magical power and a bit of mental power into them.

The massive array suddenly brightened, dispelling much of the darkness within Norton’s wizard tower.

Norton and Edgar, observing nearby, discussed in low voices.

“The magical array Wizard Saul is using resembles ancient design habits,” Edgar said.

“He probably obtained ancient artifacts or scrolls that were passed down.”

“There are also modification traces on it. He’s merely a third-rank wizard, yet he can even modify such complex magical arrays.” Edgar didn’t know that Saul had only taken out part of the Soul-Fixing array, or he would probably be too shocked to speak.

“So Gorsa’s regard for him isn’t without reason. If you carefully examine his growth journey, you’ll discover this fellow… seems to have even fate helping him.” Norton had also completely recognized Saul’s abilities and was even beginning to consider whether, if Gorsa couldn’t recover and Edgar couldn’t bear Glare’s burden, he might consider passing the position of Glare patriarch to Saul.

The Glare clan wasn’t entirely maintained by bloodline power. Many clan members had joined the family through Master-student relationships.

Of course, these Master-student relationships definitely weren’t like those in some wizard organizations where Masters raised students as cannon fodder, but truly close relationships where they could trust each other and fight together.

Saul’s performance at the Red Sea and Sighing Wall had completely conquered the world—no wizard would doubt his abilities. And a powerful wizard who could treat black tide pollution would be such a strong survival guarantee in a wizard world where the Abyssal Eye was about to erupt.

The more Norton thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and his gaze toward Saul became gentler. If the combined forces of three continents couldn’t stop the black tide’s eruption, then various World Sides would be this wizard world’s final bastions against the black tide.

Saul shouldn’t refuse such a fallback option.

Saul had no idea he had caught Norton’s attention—he was currently focused entirely on saving Gorsa.

Seeing Gorsa in the magical array show slight physical responses, he quickly stopped the array to let him rest, lest the treatment force become too intense and cause mutation backlash.

This alternating treatment and rest continued for over half a month, until Saul finally gathered Gorsa’s scattered mental power together.

However, the mental power had been fragmented for too long with too many pieces—Saul couldn’t restore it immediately.

But Master Gorsa’s current condition should be able to withstand stronger treatment methods.

Saul took out the Soul-Fixing Needle.

This artifact was currently Saul’s most useful means against mutation. Seeing the Master in this state, he hesitated. But in the end, Saul decided to use it on Master Gorsa.

He gently pinched with thumb and forefinger, and the originally unremarkable small black Soul-Fixing Needle suddenly flashed with light.

Very quickly—after the flash, it returned to ordinary appearance. However, Saul knew the Soul-Fixing Needle was now activated.

Saul entered the magical array, crouched beside Gorsa, then raised the needle to pierce down from Gorsa’s crown.

Since the soul body was concentrated in the head, naturally the magical artifact should be used at the nearest point. Get full chapters from novel★fire.net

However, just as Saul was about to insert the Soul-Fixing Needle, he suddenly received a weak mental power transmission.

“Don’t… save me.”

(End of Chapter)

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