Quenched long order

Chapter 259 Everything has cracks
A few days passed.

Kraut brings new news.

The plague of fantasies breaks out again.

In the Prakle Forest south of Westwood Port, there is a town called Canmo, located on the border of the Kingdom of Pelos and the Vanzee Empire.

The disaster of madness happened in Canmore City, and a "madman" was born.

"Don't worry about what Martha said, I will find a way." Kraut put his right hand on Sauer's shoulder, "You can go about your business with peace of mind."

That matter was naturally a mysterious person who came into contact with the leader of the Black Domain Religion.

My own affairs refer to the Starfall area, the black mist and the truth within it.

Now that there are clues pointing to Canmore City, Sauer will naturally not continue to stay in Westwood Port.

There are so many secrets hidden in Black Cat Berry, especially the bright sky that is the same as the Starfall area. There is no doubt that there is a connection between the two.

"Well, you have to be careful too." Sauer nodded.

Studying black mist is not a safe thing.

"By the way, Martha wants to meet you." Kraut paused, "She wants to thank you."

……

When I saw Martha again, it was a completely different face.

It was not the beautiful face when they first met, nor was it the baby form after breaking away from the abnormal flesh and blood, but an oval face full of pits.

Martha sat on the bed, with the white quilt covering her lower body.

Sauer looked Martha up and down, looking at a native whose body was made of gravel, pebbles and earth.

Is this her new body?
Sauer thought.

Kraut took a deep breath and explained:

"Martha's situation is very special. It is impossible to return to her former appearance. If she is only the size of a baby, it will be inconvenient to move in the future."

The plight of inhuman life.

Sauer nodded slightly, like his now-gloved left hand.

"Fortunately, Martha's flesh and blood is very flexible and can control many things at the same time, so I thought of this way."

Kraut opened the cabinet on the side and took out a bag of mixed soil.

"Creating a body for her, of course, is not very good yet, but it can be improved, it just needs a little adjustment."

With that, he will mix the soil and put it away again.

Sauer covered Martha's body with air perception. The air seeped into the gaps in the gravel and felt Martha's flesh and blood inside the native.

"This is already pretty good." Martha turned her head to look in the direction of Sauer, her movements stiff, her eyes dull, not as smart as when they first met. After all, her eyes now were just two round stones.

Sauer spoke, congratulations and regret stuck in his throat at the same time.

After thinking for two seconds, he showed a gentle smile and said:
"Martha, you look a little stronger than before."

Martha smiled, and the fine gravel slid down the corner of her mouth and sprinkled on the bed.

"You guys talk first, I have something else to do." Kraut left in time and closed the door.

There was a brief silence in the room.

"Thank you," Martha said.

Sauer walked to the bed and sat down, and said softly:
"Actually, you can survive mainly because of yourself, Martha. It's because of your persistence that you have the miracle you have now."

Looking back on the night of the surgery, Sauer didn't think he had done a perfect job.

"Go for a walk?" Martha lifted the quilt, revealing the body underneath, which was also made of mixed soil.

She raised her legs, her body was very stiff and only a few joints could bend easily, like a mummy.

It took her a lot of time to get out of bed.

Sauer offered to help, but Martha refused.

About three minutes later, Martha stood up and stood beside the bed, holding her right hand on the wall.

Sauer looked at Martha. Even without looking closely, he could see Martha's body trembling.

Tiny gravel fell following the shaking.

"I can do it." Martha's voice was very firm.

Then she walked toward the door.

Every step is very difficult and strenuous.

After walking a few steps, you may even need to stop and rest.

Sauer stood aside but did not extend a helping hand.

Helping now would be disrespectful to Martha.

Ten minutes later, Martha stood at the door, grabbed the door with her right hand, and opened it gently.

A crunch. The door slowly opened, and bright sunlight broke into the house.

This is the sun's reward for perseverance.

Martha opened the door completely, and a breeze blew into the house, carrying the fragrance of earth.

"This is the first time I've ever opened the door myself."

After saying that, she walked out.

The two came outside the house.

The sun shone on the two of them, dispelling all the gloom.

"I still remember the first time we met, not long ago." Martha spoke slowly.

The encounter at the Ximu Port Library was the first time the two met.

With beige curly hair and bright eyes, as long as she continues to stay in the tower, Martha's future will be good.

"At that time you..." Sauer did not continue.

"...Very arrogant." Martha nodded.

She looked at the grass in front of her, seemingly lost in memories.

After pondering for a long time, she continued:
"...Knowing nothing of the real dangers."

Sauer took a deep breath, raised his right hand, put it on Martha's shoulder, and said:

"Martha, there is no need to blame your past self harshly. She must also blame herself."

Martha stepped forward.

The movements are stiff, slow, even comical.

Under the sun, you can see more clearly that the body composed of gravel, pebbles and soil is rough and full of pits.

"I've been thinking a lot these days."

Martha seemed to be mumbling to herself.

"The old me has long been buried with the collapse of the underground space."

"Now I am a...monster."

"But it is still the continuation of my life and the beginning of another part of my life."

She continued walking forward.

It seemed that what she was heading towards was not the hills ahead, but the future of life.

Perhaps because the native's body was too stiff, or perhaps because he was not very skilled, Martha's body fell forward and fell heavily to the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Bang!
Something seems to be disconnected.

"Let me help you." Sauer walked over quickly.

However, he was stopped as soon as he took two steps.

"No need." Martha's answer was firm and decisive.

As the smoke dissipated, her broken hands supported her body and swayed.

Sauer stopped.

Martha slowly stood up. For her, a simple movement for ordinary people was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Her body was constantly shaking, and the falling gravel formed a thin line. Pain that could overwhelm her.

Under the scorching sun.

The body, which was composed of gravel, pebbles and soil, was swaying and full of cracks, like ravines, and seemed to be ready to crack at any time and scatter to the ground.

You can even see the flesh and blood inside the native directly from the cracks.

At this time, sunlight is seeping out from the gaps, like a work of art.

There are cracks in everything, that's where the light gets in.

Martha slowly turned her head, and there was a clicking sound from the native's neck:

"Shaoer, although I am still very weak now, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can ask me for help."

Her voice is firm and confident.

The blue arc light seen that night seemed to be only part of the power from the King of the Black Domain.

Martha's potential is much more than that.

Sauer looked at Martha. He felt that there was a hidden meaning in Martha's words, but he did not ask.

Since Martha was unwilling to take the initiative to speak out, asking would definitely lead to no results.

He nodded solemnly and replied:

"Never forget."

(End of this chapter)