Chapter 65: Drug Wizard
The brothers’ fireball would soon reach critical mass.
It had already accumulated enough qi to become a bright star illuminating the road. It was only a matter of time before its speed and size became unmanageable to the siblings. Yuan had no idea if their Dyad-powered projectile would successfully break through Chemzard’s sutra protections, and he was in no hurry to find out.
Yuan took a step toward the stage’s edge when he felt an overwhelming urge to vomit.
He hadn’t eaten in days, since his Fourth Coil body sustained itself on qi. His intestines had long transformed into twisted barrels designed to improve his cycling rather than process food. Yet his stomach suddenly ached and growled with enough pain to force Yuan to hold his chest.
What’s going on? Yuan saw the world shift around himself. The rings of fire encircling the History Road now shone with many colors, and the stone pyramid in the distance looked like a blob of chocolate. Yuan staggered on a stage of skin screaming with loudspeaker mouths. I’m not seeing things right.
Yuan turned his focus inward and began to cycle his qi. He immediately detected a vile substance clodding his circuits and saddling his bullet-core with a cloudy veil. A drug had infiltrated his circulatory system.
The vapors.
Yuan had hardly inhaled them before he started holding his breath. Had a mere whiff of the drug been enough to infect him?
Whatever the case, he had a solution. Yuan holstered his revolver and joined his hands together in the form of a mudra. “Mahamayuri.”