Chapter 220: Zoopharmacognosy

Edgar and Kirkland have noticed it early on. They had a wound on the side of their necks. It was purple in color; it does not hurt, although it is an open wound. It seems to be healing by itself.

"That is the bite of the Creatures," Angel Adamus stated. He took a closer look at the wounds just to be sure.

"Are we going to die?" Edgar asked.

"To be honest," Angel Adamus began to sigh. "I have no idea. The Creatures were infested by the Dangerous Rhetoric. It supposed to transform you into something magical."

Kirkland frowned. "Magical? What was that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you are destined for a higher purpose," Angel Adamus simply stated.

"But we are Taxonomists. We are part of the perfect order which never believed in purpose. It's all about security and efficiency."

"Is that so?" the Angel smirked and suppressed a laugh. "That is about to dramatically change. You are part of this inconvenient war now. There is no other choice but to let things go as it is. This is the beginning of finding your higher purpose."

"Well," Kirkland smiled. "As long as it doesn't kill us we are up for it."

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