404 Pure Hear (1/2)

Translator: XephiZ                    Editor: Aelryinth

The Red Falcon Herbs that were retrieved from the bracelet were soon transported to the main quarantine zone. Despite the delay, it managed to arrive before the second batch of infected died.

Mr. Lu speedily produced the cure for the plague using the Red Falcon Herbs and distributed it among the infected. Those who were not in severe condition recovered in no time. It would take the others a few days of rest before they were allowed to reunite with their families.

The quarantine zone was filled with tears of joy. The people were extremely worn out from the torture of the plague and the invasion of the demon beasts. They had learned that they should treat life as more precious from the experience.

Little did they know, the main reason they were able to survive from the plague and the invasion was a youngster and a crossbreed Heavenly Eagle.

The heroic Heavenly Eagle was buried in some corner of the land. Similar to the Black Totem Snake who had protected the city secretly for many years, it was also considered the guardian of the city. Regardless of how petty its lineage and strength were, its contribution would be acknowledged by the people for many years.

As for the youngster that the Heavenly Eagle had carried back to West Fortress, he was still in a deep sleep even after everyone had recovered from the plague.

He was only an empty shell without a soul. However, when everything returned to normal, he was given the highest respect by the soldiers of the entire fortress.

Similar to the Heavenly Eagle, he was so weak that he did not even possess a military rank, yet he was willing to sacrifice all he had to save the city.

When the soldiers saw the cold body of the youngster lying on the stand, they clearly realized that respect was not earned by powerful status or high age, nor was it earned by having an outstanding strength. What mattered the most was the pure, innocent heart!

Something that looked extremely terrifying turned out to be the guardian of the city, yet a Magician who seemed rather friendly and gentle turned out to be the cause of the disaster!

The people had many things to learn, reflect on and remember from this incident.

Their only hope was that Hangzhou City would not experience the same tragedy again. On top of that, they also wished they were more people like Wang Xiaojun, who was willing to stand forward and face the terrifying army of White Magic Falcons despite his young age. He did not have a military rank, but he was not scared of the authorities when he clearly knew the right thing to do.

A formidable enemy was not enough to bring doom upon mankind, but the corruption of one's heart was. It would spread widely among the people and bring destruction upon humanity.

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”Is there really no way to save him?” Lingling asked as she leaned against the ice bed which was preserving the body. Her eyes flickered with a hint of frustration.

Mr. Lu stroked his mustache with a helpless expression. He shook his head and uttered a sigh, ”Some said that the highest Magic of the Healing Element has the ability to revive someone. I myself have yet to achieve such a height, but I believe someone in this world has done so. The problem is, it will only work when his soul is fully preserved. In his situation, his body is in perfect condition, yet half of his soul was taken away. Only one place in this world can save him.”

Lingling blurted out, ”Where is it? Tell me!”

Mr. Lu hesitated for a moment, before replying, ”The Parthenon Temple.”

A thought crossed Mo Fan's mind. The Parthenon Temple?

It was the second time he had heard the name. It sounded like a sacred place in a different country. He recalled that Tangyue had mentioned the same name when he asked her how he could possibly save Xu Zhaoting's life in the past.

What kind of place was it? The highest temple for the Healing Element?

If the Healers there could possibly wake Wang Xiaojun up, couldn't the government of Hangzhou City ask them a favor to save the kid's life?

”Shouldn't we send him to the Parthenon Temple, if we know there's a chance he could be saved?” asked Lingling.

Mr. Lu waved his hand and spoke, ”I don't know about the details, but I'm sure that it won't make any difference, even if we brought Wang Xiaojun there. They do have the ability to resurrect one's soul, but they are very strict about it, and they don't welcome visitors. Even the President of our country's Magic Association wouldn't convince them to save the kid, let alone the city's government.”