Cursed Immortality

At this moment, with a large splash, something shot out from the ocean, but strangely no physical object could be seen.

It was naturally Jacob in stealth, but his condition was extremely terrible as he panted crazily while, with every breath, blood mixed with water gushed out from his mouth.

Without hesitation, he entered 20X acceleration and started to eat anything with high nutrition value in his pendant—mostly healing pills and potions they had prepared for this sort of situation.

Combined with his acceleration, his body heals at a very high speed with high digestion, and he starts to feel rejuvenated.

While healing, he also takes out the nine-star rare magic core of the dark beings he had acclimated in the rare plains and started to replenish his mana.

Jacob was doing all this because he was being surrounded by large ships, and he knew his invisibility was nothing but a joke against those high-level anti-stealth apparatuses. But he didn't stop using it anyway because no can see how fast he was recovering both physically and magically.

It was common knowledge that no one could recover mana directly from a magic core without processing it into a magic gem first. This ability seemed to be only common within the holders of growth-type magic cores, like Autarch and Jacob.

Or it might have some more depth to it, and Jacob can't be sure until he has more data on it.

Within a few moments, Jacob had consumed over half of his precious medicine reserve, and he was finally able to breathe normally, and his body stopped itching. However, the pain from the inner organs was still there but not as bad as before.

"How many?" Jacob looked at Immortika and coldly asked while he looked at the surrounding ships. There were around 40 in total, and all of their cannons were locked right on him.

"Hehehe, do you really want to know? Well, let's go with 'too many' for you right now!" Immortika wrote.

Jacob didn't ask again as that 'too many' was already enough to tell him just what kind of situation he was dealing with.

Wilder's cold voice suddenly rang from the biggest ship at this moment, "Show yourself. We know you're using some stealth spell or treasure. But I'm afraid it's not enough to hide from our detectors.

"I'll give you a chance to state your name before I kill you with everything I got here. You have five seconds to decide whether you want to die like a nameless dog or like a warrior!"

In truth, Wilder wanted to confirm Jacob's identity and matched it with the target's description because there was still a possibility that this was not the target but some other unlucky fellow who was spooked by their perimeter and wanted to pass through them stealthily.

But he can't be sure unless Jacob stops using the stealth since all they can see is Jacob's red silhouette in their advanced epic-grade anti-stealth scanners, not his true appearance.

Nevertheless, even if Jacob wasn't the target, those bronze barbarians won't spare him because Jacob almost killed one of their own, and their kind was very protective of each other.

"Now, now, aren't you being too unreasonable with an innocent passer-by, Leader Wilder?" A snickering voice as imposing as Wilder rang in the vicinity, and the next moment, multiple submarines started to appear around the bank's ships.

Jacob's eyes narrowed when he spotted the familiar symbol of the Alchemy Guild on those submarines, 'Why is she helping me? What I'm missing!'

Jacob was even more perplexed about this whole situation. First, Lucy was coming for his life too strongly, as if she wanted him dead at all costs despite the fact he didn't offend her that badly.

Unless he had killed her close, kind unknowingly in the rare plains, this whole situation didn't make sense, and he knew the chance of it happening was very low, but it was still there nonetheless.

But what truly made Jacob perplexed was Ellie's involvement in this, as she clearly had ulterior motives of her own, and she seemed to be equally motivated to make sure he won't die at Lucy's hands.

Now those reinforcements from the Guild were evidence of it, and Jacob was sure there was something extremely wrong going on with these two powers clashing with each other like this, and for some unknown reason, he seemed to be the cause of it.

Nevertheless, Jacob's top priority was to escape this damn place, and he didn't trust the guild at all with it. Furthermore, after what happened down the ocean, Jacob had a pretty good idea of how he could pull this off.

Although this plan was extremely dangerous, he was willing to take the risk because this was the only way, and he got confidence from the advanced epic-grade armor he was wearing.

On the other hand, Wilder and crew suddenly wore nasty expressions when they heard the jeering voice, which was simply too familiar to them.

"Ephraim, what is a bibliomaniac like you doing in the middle of the star ocean? Shouldn't you be closed in your lab and crafting magic scrolls for your guild?" Wilder coldly uttered with a hint of killing intent in his voice.

Within the submarine, a graceful elf with pale white skin and blond hair was holding a wine glass in his hand while he sat in the captain's seat in the main control room. He was Ephraim, one of the few Advanced Elder Grandmasters present in the Alchemy Guild!

Hearing Wilder's grim voice, he couldn't but smile disdainfully and responded, "My, my, Wilder, are you still angry about Yours Truly banning your Bronze Barbarian Race from acquiring any magic scroll crafted by Yours Truly? But you can't blame me since you guys are simply too unreasonable, not to mention unethical and old-fashioned."

A thick vein popped out on Wilder's forehead when he heard Ephraim's disdainful voice, and the other bronze barbarians were also fuming with hatred at this moment.

However, before he could reply, a barbarian suddenly shouted, "Leader, the target has started moving. But before that, he had dropped four small objections in the ocean!"

Just his voice trailed off; the entire ship suddenly rocked forth and back before the calm surface of the ocean suddenly started to climb!