Knowing that he would not die, McDonald fell into deeper despair. He trembled: "Is this a curse?"

Zheng Yi shook his head: "It's not a curse, there is no evil breath, or shadow energy. Your body is rapidly burning vitality, and then at a limit - the state just now, it will stop. When your body accumulates some vitality again, it will consume it again through diet, sleep, and medicine."

"Yes, sir, I can even speak every morning when I wake up, and in the afternoon I can only lie down like a dead person, and I can't even open my eyes." McDonald said tremblingly, "What do you mean is that I won't die because of this?"

"Yes, judging from your age, you can still hold on like this for at least ten years." Zheng Yi said.

McDonald was really desperate and stretched out his hand to Zheng Yi:

"Please, Lord Saint, save me! I am only thirty-eight years old, and I cannot just spend my remaining life like this!"

Zheng Yi looked at the ninety-eight-year-old Mr. McDonald and said, "Maybe you should tell me carefully, without any omissions, how you suffered from this strange disease."

Mr. McDonald thought for a moment and said:

"Five years ago, I was a young and powerful explorer. My friends and I decided to bypass the monastery, the east side, and head to the desert country Lugaoin. We found a deserted altar in the desert. Judging from the symbols and designs, it should be a ruined site a thousand years ago. There, I got a book.

"I consulted many learned bishops and naturalists, and no one could interpret the words. One day three years ago, I was once again lost in the form of a failure in interpretation and accidentally brought it into the prayer room. While I was praying, I found that the book emitted a silver light. At that time, I was very excited and devoted myself to research again...

"However, the tragic thing is that my research has not achieved anything, but my body is getting worse day by day, and finally becomes what I am now."

Zheng Yi said: "The causal relationship is very clear, I want to read your book."

As a reward for this treatment, Mr. McDonald has handed the book to Akara.

Akara personally held the book and handed it to Zheng Yi, saying, "There is a strange energy in the book, and I can't see it clearly."

This is a thick book similar to a dictionary. The black cover is engraved with spell symbols with triangles and circles overlapping. It should be part of a certain magic circle and has no practical effect.

Zheng Yi gently caressed the cover. This was like the skin of some kind of demon, rough and hard, and could seal some breaths that needed to be preserved for a long time. He also discovered the strange energy that Akara mentioned, which does not belong to angels and demons, but has both sacred and evil auras. It is hard to say which power has the upper hand.

Zheng Yi opened the book and the words on the inner page emitted a colorful halo, like dust milled by some minerals.

The colorful text began to shake and tremble.

In its consciousness, it instinctively resists Zheng Yi's reading, but Zheng Yi's talent for writing interpretation was directly crushed by the high rank, and lines of text were transformed into content that Zheng Yi could understand and poured into his mind.

"The Book of the Holy Spirit." Zheng Yi read it softly: "...Dannifen and others realized their strength, used their blood power from their parents to make the spiritual energy aid for combat..."

He knew from Akara's history books that the world of shelter originated from the combination of an angel and a demon - they stole the world's stone, created this world, and gave birth to a mixed race of angels and devils, the first generation of humans, called "Nefitian".

Unlike in orthodox history, angels helped Nafitian fight against the demons with pure good hearts.

The book clearly states that angels decided to destroy humans, but the Nafitians used their own power to seize the right to survive. The power they rely on is the power of humans - spiritual energy.

Out of the convenience of his identity, Zheng Yi hid the passage of "The Angel Decided to Eliminate Humanity", which only said that Naifeitian found the source of his own strength and fought with spiritual energy. This is most in line with the interests of his "angel" and can reduce unnecessary suspicion.

No one asked in-depth questions about who to fight with. They agreed that Nafitian's enemy was a demon from hell, because it was written in all history books.

Everyone was shocked about the issue of "spiritual energy" and looked forward to the continued talk of "Angel".

"I can't interpret the specific exercise and usage methods later." Zheng Yi closed the pages and said, "It requires firm belief. But I have learned about Mr. McDonald's problem. You accidentally learned one of the skills called [Sacrifice]."

Rupert McDonald looked confused and raised his thin finger and pointed at himself:

"I? Have I activated my skill?'Sacrifice'?"

Zheng Yi said: "It rejects me reading the exercise method, but a brief summary shows that 'sacrificial' is a skill that uses your own vitality as fuel and converts it into attack power. You accidentally learned it, and at the same time, and are using it all the time..."

Rupert McDonald lowered his eyes slightly, recalling his condition three years ago, and murmured: "No wonder I felt a lot more powerful at the beginning, and it broke the chair with a slight tremor... I was so stupid. I thought I was too excited... I kept burning."

"I suggest you pray with the book, maybe you can understand the way to close it." Zheng Yi put the book on McDonald's chest: "By the way, are you an extraordinary warrior when you went to Lu Gaoyin to explore?"

Rupert McDonald said without hesitation: "Of course, I might have been the same level as... well, that lady at that time." He glanced around and chose Kasha as a reference.

Kasha pursed her lips slightly, and a very suspicious look flashed.

Now anyone dares to assume Sequence 6!

Zheng Yi was not confused about the fact that McDonald only had Sequence 8 now, and maybe the ranks were burned over the years. Although this did not conform to the common sense he knew, it would be impossible to retreat once he reached a certain rank. However, the silver spirit he saw for the first time appeared here, and the even more incredible second awakening. Who knows what miracles would be?

"You can let the girls try it." Zheng Yi said: "Even if the same problem occurs as Mr. McDonald, as long as I replenish them on time."

Akara knew that the treatment was over, and the next thing was Rupert McDonald's own choice.

Zheng Yi did not stay and returned to the training ground. He also had to hurry up and practice the use of shields and mail. The previous battle in the Mist Forest made him sure that the evil forces would not foolishly attack only the front row warriors. They would detour and attack, and they could distinguish between the primary and secondary, and know who to kill first.

If Zheng Yi had not learned to use the shield in advance, he could be sure that he could not handle it so easily.
Chapter completed!