“Shana, can I ask you a question?”
“What is it, Erica?”
“Um, I’m just wondering… why are you casting purification magic on me and Sherry every day? Is there something wrong with us?”
“There are many viruses in Solterra, and I’m just making sure that you and Sherry won’t be affected by them.”
“I see…”
Ever since the merger began, Shana would look for Erica and Sherry, whenever they weren’t busy and cast a purification spell on them once a day.
The Sorceress had no idea why the Saintess was doing this only to her and Zion’s right-hand woman.
Erica had asked Diana and Mildred if Shana was also using purification magic on them, but the two girls only shook their heads and said no.
After that, she went to look for Roland, Derek, and Joshua and asked them if Shana did the same to them, but their answer was also no.
This made the Sorceress wonder if Shana was just playing a prank on them or not. But since there was no harm in being purified, she just let it be.
The Purification Magic not only helped remove diseases, but it also purified the body in a literal sense.
It was like taking a bath without actually touching water, leaving their bodies clean.
Since Erica liked to be clean, she just went along with Shana’s whims. In the end, she wasn’t losing anything in the process.
“Your turn,” Shana said as she looked at Thirteen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating. “I need to purify you too.”
Thirteen opened her eyes and nodded in understanding. “Just hug me from behind. I’m too lazy to stand up.”
In order to purify someone, Shana simply needed to touch them.
Even touching their hands or head was enough, so if she wanted to, she could purify Thirteen by placing her hand on his head.
But she decided to humor him this once and walked behind his back.
Crouching down, he gave the teenage boy a hug from behind and channeled her purification magic.
A minute later, Shana pulled back and slowly rose to her feet.
“Thank you,” Thirteen replied before closing his eyes once more to meditate. “We’ve almost arrived at the Sanctuary, so keep your wits on you.”
“I know,” Shana replied before leaving the Wagon to return to her own accommodation.
They were only five hours away from their destination, but Thirteen asked everyone to have lunch for the time being.
He wanted to make sure that none of them were hungry when they arrived at their destination so that if a fight were to break out, they would have the strength to defend themselves.
Tiona’s clone, who had infiltrated the Sanctuary, managed to hear the conversations of the people inside of it.
Some felt fear, excitement, and hope because people from the other side of the wall had reached their Sanctuary.
This meant that to a certain extent, traveling was possible despite the fact that there was a Majin King roaming the land.
The Absolutes were already aware of the Majin King, Demonic Salamander, who usually spent his time underground.
But they were afraid to face the hordes of Jinns, so they limited their hunting area to only a few miles away from their Sanctuary.
The Strongest among the Absolutes was only of the Champion Rank, so Thirteen wasn’t too worried even if a fight were to really break out between them and the people living in the Sanctuary.
Suddenly, two little Pocopocos flew inside Thirteen’s wagon and landed in front of him.
They were none other than Pica and Pico, who had just been with their parents a few hours ago.
The two little troublemakers were very chatty, but after Giga let them experience the nerfed Giga Destroyer, the two young Pocopocos finally knew true fear and became more obedient and respectful of Thirteen, who had given them their names.
“We saw a big Salamander ten miles away from here,” Pica said.
“It is so big…” Pico commented. “Maybe as big as Rocky.”
Thirteen opened his eyes and glanced at the two Pocopocos, who immediately averted their gazes.
“Are you telling the truth?” Thirteen asked.
Pica and Pico nodded at the same time.
“Okay, accompany me to its location,” Thirteen said before standing up. “If what you say is true, we can’t just pretend that it’s not there.”
Although the Laplace Demon had assured him that the Majin King wouldn’t attack them, he still had some doubts about it.
Because of this, he wanted to see it at least once and get a better grasp of the strongest monster within Absolute Heaven.
Riding on Blacky’s back, Thirteen followed behind the two Pocopocos, who were flying very swiftly.
Despite Pica and Pico being Rank 1 Monsters, the teenage boy believed that they would be able to run away because the Pocopoco Race was loved by the Wind Spirits.
Despite looking harmless, Vassago and Poca were now Rank 5 Monsters.
Thirteen had left them with enough resources to break through their ranks, wanting them to grow stronger so that they would be able to protect themselves better.
Originally, the Pocopoco race had a limit when it came to raising their strength.
But who was Thirteen?
He had shared the secret of how Vassago and Poca could become Rank 9 Monsters, which would make them the strongest members of their race.
Although Pocopocos could be very annoying at times, the moment they gathered together, they were a force to reckon with.
Thirteen understood their potential, so if he could make Vassago and Poca the King and Queen of Pocopocos, he would have the entire race under his control.
Several minutes later, Thirteen looked at the Demonic Salamander, who was lying completely still in the distance.
Just like what Pica and Pico had said, it was quite big.
It was at least five meters tall, and the length of its body was as long as Rocky’s.
Although it was not as broken as the Ancient Eight-Headed Serpent, a Majin King was still a Majin King.
As Thirteen observed the monster from afar, the Demonic Salamander moved its head to look in the teenage boy’s direction.
The two stared at each other for nearly half a minute before Thirteen heard a voice directly inside his head.
“Leave.”
It was just a single word, but the meaning behind it was enough.
Thirteen no longer hesitated and backed away to return to his camp, leaving the Majin King behind.
Once it was certain that the teenage boy had truly retreated, the Majin King’s body shrank.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with dark-brown skin and brown eyes appeared in place of the giant Demonic Salamander.
He then placed his hands behind his back and glanced in the direction of the Sanctuary.
‘The time has finally come,’ the Demonic Salamander thought. ‘It’s finally time to leave this place.’
Taking a step forward, the Majin King disappeared from his location and reappeared hundreds of meters away.
He continued to walk forward, heading toward the Sanctuary where the Temple of Courage was located.
The reason why Laplace Demon was certain that the Majin King wouldn’t attack the Wanderers was due to the agreement that the two of them had made hundreds of years ago.
The Demonic Salamander wanted to return to Gomorra, and in order to realize his goal, he would need to pass the Trial of Courage, which was also the final trial of the Wanderers, who were also a world away from their home.