Wolves, Maces, And Blood

Chapter 131 Magic Powder, the old Monk’s Trump Card

Sean wondered what the old monk could have to influence the battle between the Masters of Complete

Stage in Dark Energy.

So, he reached over and lifted the lid of the box.

The box contained half a box of white powder. At first glance, it looked like flour, only slightly darker

than ordinary flour.

“What’s this?”

Sean looked at the powder, but he couldn’t see anything. The white powder tasted strange, as if it had

been soaked in a potion, giving off a faint fragrance.

“This is called Magic Powder.”

The old monk smiled and explained with a smirk on his face, “I made this specially for you. It was made

of 18 kinds of rare medicinal materials, which were tortured into a soup. Then, the bones of the Master

of Complete Stage in Dark Energy were put into the soup and it was boiled for 49 hours until the soup

was dry. Then, the medicine bones were taken out and ground to powder, and the soup is finished.”

“Boil the bones?”

Sean’s face changed slightly and the corners of his mouth twitched. Fuck! Using medicine soup boil

human bones? And grinding people’s bones into powder? And then you called it Magic Powder? Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Were you sure you were a Buddhist?

Why did I get the feeling that your creepy, vicious tactics were the work of a demon?

“…”

Greeted by Sean’s contemptuous eyes, the old monk smiled awkwardly and recited the Buddhist chant.

Then he said, “I have been guarding the Campbell Family for nearly a hundred years. Although I have

reached Complete Stage, I have no chance to break it. I will never touch the threshold of Bright World

as you did.”

“Therefore, when I have nothing to do, I will study some ancient books and formulas, hoping to

increase some means to protect life with the help of other things. In this way, I can pass it on to the

next generation and make a modest contribution to the Campbell family.”

“But rest assured, it is so bizarre that it must be made with the bones of a Master of Complete Stage in

Dark Energy to make it work. If you had not wounded that old monster, I, on my own, would not have

been able to kept his bones…”

Sean was shocked.

He asked, “You mean these Magic Powder are made from the bones of that old monster?”

“Yes.”

The old monk nodded and said, “In the Crane Town, only the Porter Family, the Campbell Family and

the Rodriguez family are under the protection of the Master of Complete Stage in Dark Energy. The

Porter family was backed up by the Porter family of the Capital City, and Yorky stayed out of sight for

ten years. Where else can I find a Master of Complete Stage in Dark Energy to make medicine?”

Okay, Sean was speechless.

He thought to himself, “You’re a really bad old monk. You took a man’s life, beheaded him, and soaked

his bones in medicine and grind them.

As an enemy, Sean, of course, did not sympathize with the old monster. He just asked, “What is so

strange about it?”

The old monk explained, “It is strange because you can hide it in your cuff. At that time, if you’re

besieged by the Masters of Complete Stage in Dark Energy, and when you find that they are

outnumbered, you can use Dark Energy to urge the catalyze these Magic Powder.”

“According to ancient books, under the catalysis of Dark Energy, all Masters of Dark Energy within a

radius of ten meters would be eroded by Magic Powder, resulting in floating breath, Dark Energy’s

failure and temporary loss of combat ability.”

Sean was stunned and said surprisingly, “Is it that good?”

He had never heard of a powder that could disable Dark Energy. If it worked and be used in the

battlefield, wouldn’t it leave the 81 members of the Bloody Wolf Group in the lurch in a minute?

“It is recorded in ancient books. As for the specific effect, I am not sure because it is my first time to

refine it and I have never used it before.”

The old monk smiled sadly.

He was really not sure about it. If Sean used it and it didn’t work, it would be a disaster.

He did not dare to take on the responsibility, nor could he.

“Try it and we’ll find out.”

Sean made a quick decision. Suddenly he grabbed a handful of powder and used Dark Energy to

prompt it according to the old monk. Suddenly, there was a loud bang and dust was scattered all

around.

“No, don’t…”

The old monk was frightened and turned pale. He tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Sean stood still, paying attention to what was happening inside him. Sure enough, after only three or

five seconds, his head was a little dizzy, his muscles were flabby, and his body was weak.

He tried to release the Dark Energy in his body, but found it running around like a chicken with its head

cut off, out of control.

Did it really work?

When Sean was secretly shocked, a strange sound suddenly came. He looked down and saw that the

old monk could not carry the huge power of Magic Powder and was paralyzed at his feet.

“You…”

The old monk said angrily, “You just used too much powder. A third of the that is enough to make it

difficult for a Master of Complete Stage in Dark Energy to recover in 10 seconds.”

“Oh.”

Sean got him and asked, “Why didn’t you say so?”

“You didn’t ask me.”

The old monk looked depressed, innocent, and humbled. Damn! Was it my fault?

Sean used the few Bright Energy in his body, and quickly controlled the Dark Energy scurrying around

in his body and returned to normal. But the old monk stood up only after half a minute, his face as white

as paper. A fine layer of sweat stood on his mirror-smooth head.

“Are you alright?”

Sean was a little embarrassed. But since it could paralyze the old monk for half a minute, it looked like

Magic Powder worked really well. In a pinch, it might actually save a life!

After all, Sean had one foot in Bright World now, and he could recover quickly by using Bright Energy.

Others, however, were different.

This time difference was the key to Sean’s turnaround!

For example, when Sean was besieged by several Masters of the Complete Stage in Dark Energy, he

could use Magic Powder to make everyone lose their fighting power. It was a temporary halt to the

fighting, a pause in time. And Sean’s recovery took only five seconds. Others took seven, eight, or

even ten!

A master’s game was won by a hair’s breadth. A few seconds would be enough for Sean to kill his

enemy!

“Ok, I’m okay…”

The old monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down on the futon in front of the Buddha

statue. Then he said, “As recorded in ancient books, Magic Powder can only imprison Dark Energy, but

it has no effect on Bright Energy. So, you can recover early.”

“Yes.”

Sean nodded and asked, “Is there any method to improve Magic Powder recorded in ancient books?

Like, it only works on the enemy, but not on the cast?”

If it could do that, it would be awesome!

Now, although Magic Powder played a magical role, it could only allow people of high level to deal with

people of low level and strive for the time difference! However, if the lower level of people to use it, it

was not really useful.

The best they could do was buying time.

For example, if a person in Early Stage of Dark Energy was beaten half to death by an enemy in Middle

Stage or Late Stage of Dark Energy, even if he used Magic Power and both sides lost their fighting

power at the same time, he would still be killed because the other side’s stage was higher and it was

the other side that restored its fighting power first.