Chapter 17.1 - The Secret Sealed Below Needham Plain Part 1 (2/2)

“If you don’t want to die then step aside. I don’t have time to waste on you extras.”

Clyde grabbed the claw of the nearest shadow and twisted it. That shadow immediately let out a miserable scream as its claw cracked and broke off. Their immaterial forms were useless in front of Clyde; after all, these shadows belonged to the family of existences immune to physical attacks but weak against magic attacks. Facing magic attacks, they lacked any advantage.

However, those shadows didn’t want to give up the prey in their hands. They gathered together to block Clyde’s path while another group of shadows tried to carry Princess Natalie away. This thoroughly enraged Clyde. Kidnapping a person in front of him was truly not giving him any face. If they truly succeeded, Clyde’s dignity as a Great Old One would reach rock bottom.

Clyde’s entire body emitted black flames, and he quickly rushed forward. All the shadows blocking him were engulfed by the black flames and burnt to ashes. Observing this scene, those shadows around Natalie realized they were not Clyde’s opponent in no time, so they could only choose to flee in defeat, leaving behind their prey.

Clyde walked over to the side of Princess Natalie and picked up this red-haired beauty. Although he felt like he was currently taking cheap advantage of Princess Natalia, he also didn’t want to abandon her. After all, she had given him a storage ring and covertly given him a lot of benefits. If he walked away just like this, that would certainly hurt his conscience.

“Cough. Cough. Clyde, are those shadows gone?”

“Those shadows are a group of fellows who bully the weak and fear the strong. I have already driven them away. Don’t speak; your injuries…”

After holding Princess Natalie, Clyde discovered that her injuries were more serious than he had initially expected. Her entire body was nearly paralyzed, and her cultivation was also completely ruined. She was a step away from death. Until now, she had been supported by her fighting spirit, but in this state where she had already lost a large amount of blood, she had already long passed the stage where she could be healed by normal means.

This time, Clyde found things rather difficult. He didn’t know any healing magic spells. As an Evil God, a Great Old One, he had no healing-class magic spells. In addition, the beauties around him didn’t know any healing magic spells. Princess Saras was a common person, nothing more. Witch Ista relied on magic treasures, and he didn’t think she had healing class treasures. As for his younger sister, Lucifer, she would just convert a person into a Bloodkin, which was unrelated to saving a person and would certainly not restore them to being a member of the Human Race.

The only person who might have healing magic spells would be Valkyrie Cynthia, but she had already returned to the Divine Realm. It would be difficult to find her within a short time. By the time Valkyrie Cynthia would return after receiving the summons of the Valkyrie Idol, Princess Natalie would have already grown cold. At that time, he would need an even rarer resurrection magic spell. Just as Clyde felt vexed, an ethereal voice emerged from the underground treasury below.

“If you help me a little, I can help you save her. It’s truly a small task. Please help me!”