Chapter 668: Korokor Mountains’ first battle
Marshal Maximo caught Spartacus mid-air as the wounded Legend crashed back from the battlefield. His expression tightened into a sharp frown as his eyes scanned the man’s injuries.
The armor across Spartacus’s chest had been shattered, revealing fractured bones and a sickly black mist spreading from within the wounds.
Kutun’s punches had done more than break flesh and bone—they had imbued Spartacus with the chaotic, insidious energy of The Darkness, a cursed force that was now seeking to worm its way into his internal organs.
If it succeeded, the damage might force the Space Master to be placed in the Marshal Castle’s stasis chamber.
Without hesitation, Marshal Maximo reached into his space ring and pulled out a shimmering silver parchment laced with intricate runic etchings. He pressed it against Spartacus’s chest.
The parchment pulsed with light and instantly fused with his skin, forming a seal over the wound. A moment later, it began to draw the chaotic energy out of the muscle and tissue, absorbing the taint before it could spread deeper.
Had the chaotic energy reached the organs, even this Runic Formation might not have been enough. But thanks to Maximo’s swift response, the corruption was still shallow. In seconds, the last of the black mist was drawn away.
A small smile flickered across the Marshal’s face as he saw the pain ease in Spartacus’s eyes as he withdrew the parchment. Even if it had only lasted a few moments, the energy left behind by Kutun had been dense and incredibly painful—like burning poison, eating its way inward.
With the immediate danger gone, Spartacus gave Maximo a nod of gratitude before flashing away to the rear of the battlefield to tend to his remaining injuries.