MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online - Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Art of the Herbology
The mushroom cloud rose high into the sky, and its surroundings were engulfed in a fiery inferno.

Below the mushroom cloud, somewhere in the forest, a cocoon made out of beautiful wings unfurled, revealing injured and bloody Adam, who was barely conscious.

“Minor Healing,” he whispered, and his bleeding stopped, but there was still some internal bleeding.

Without further ado, he took out the Flask of the Rising Moon and gulped it all down. It helped his organs to heal, and his health began to recover as well.

After selling the legendary dagger in the auction, he earned 120,000 Shinecoins.

Most of that went to Z Package payments, but he also purchased the healing flasks and even armor for himself.

The armor wrapped around his body like a warm, protective shield.

It looked quite pretty with its silver designs etched into the metal—it had silver images of bulls and stars—then there was also a matching helmet that completed the look.

The helmet looked fierce and intimidating, with horns protruding on either side. It looked like the head of a bull.

It was called Silver Bull Armor.

While its rank was Azure Rare, like the Crimson Hound armor, it gave off better protection and had a special attribute of Magick Defense that blocked any Magick attack below level 2.

While it was pretty useless in the upcoming fight against Renard, it could protect him from some fatal blows.

Adam rose back to his feet, heavily breathing.

The heavy aura of Renard was suffocating and intimidating, removing all the fighting spirit left in him, but this wasn’t the first time he was fighting a losing battle.

There was no way he would be able to defeat Renard in frontal combat.

Even if he was fighting as his past life self, he still would be unable to win against Renard.

It didn’t matter that Renard was past his prime and had lost a step or two; he was still a formidable opponent that perhaps he could defeat in another ten years.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have another ten years to wait.

The wings flapped and took him to the skies.

As soon as he revealed himself, the dark clouds started raging with thunder and lightning.

“You survived that, huh?” Renard grinned smugly while the lightning bolts stabbed the ground around him.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Crackle!

“You need to try harder if you want to kill me.” Adam said calmly.

“Haha, I didn’t expect S-rankers to die that easily.” Renard licked his lips and grabbed one of the lightning bolts as if it were nothing. “But I do love a challenge.”

Adam reached out towards his inventory, then brought out three empty flasks and dozens of poisonous ingredients. Then, with lightning fast hands, he mixed them into two of the flasks before pouting both into the middle flask.

The middle flask started to emit poisonous haze.

“Die!” Renard grinned and flew at Adam with the lightning bolt in hand.

“The Poison Haze!” Adam spilled the poison in front of him that created a wall of toxic gas.

It was poisonous enough to kill any ordinary human who inhaled it for more than a few seconds.

Yet Renard didn’t care as he flew straight through it and stabbed the lightning bolt through Adam’s chest armor and through his body.

“Cough!” Adam coughed out blood and was sent flying hundreds of meters, a burning hole in his chest.

While flying backwards, he quickly took out another Flask of the Rising Moon and gulped it down.

It helped him to heal some of his burned organs, but it didn’t completely heal his drastic injuries; therefore, he took out another one of the same flask and gulped it down as well.

He didn’t have an unlimited amount of those flasks, but if he didn’t use those now, he would just die!

Renard used his skill—airwalk—to move across the air uninterrupted.

The poison was quickly spreading through his veins, but he then gulped down a poison antidote and felt immediate relief.

While Adam was using Bertha’s knowledge to fight against Renard, he had some antidotes to counter that, which Bertha made for Renard just in case he ever needed them.

Bertha never thought that one day her pupil would be fighting against her lover.

“Is that all your trickery worth?” Renard asked with a scoff as he approached Adam.

Again, as fast as possible, Adam took out three of his flasks, mixed up the poison in them before pouring them into the middle flask.

He even used the Little God’s physical enhancement to move quickly.

Usually, if one rushed to make these potions, it would turn bad, but Adam did it perfectly each time.

While Bertha did teach him, he had also used these poison flasks in a previous life.

Lisa, the herbology master of their group, taught him how to properly handle the ingredients and the timing of each step in the process.

She created her own kind of fighting style—Art of the Herbology—which used the Herbology knowledge in the fight.

It wasn’t uncommon to see Lisa create dozens of poison potions in the heat of combat. She learned to use Kiryoku to dodge all the attacks while creating those potions.

It made her quite a strange opponent to fight against.

While Adam was nowhere at her level, he also learned the art of the herbology.

However, it was sour memories, as when he thought about it, they must’ve made Lisa to make Chaosbeing Essence, which was difficult poison to make, to poison Adam and weaken him so he couldn’t do anything.

As Renard approached him, he again spilled the poison in front of him and created a wall of toxic gas.

This time, however, Renard jumped over the poisonous mist and kicked Adam down to the ground.

However, before slamming against the ground, the wings carried Adam back to the air and made some distance to Renard.

While his attack was unsuccessful, the corners of Adam’s mouth curled into a slight smile.

‘He doesn’t have any antidotes left.’

He came to that conclusion because Renard was arrogant and cocky. He wouldn’t willingly dodge any of his attacks, as he believed that Adam was inferior being compared to him.

At the first toxic gas wall, Renard went straight through it even though he could definitely tell it was poisonous.

After all, he watched Adam mix the poison right in front of his eyes.

Adam did that on purpose to see whether he had any ways to counter the poison.

‘That’s one weakness, poison. Now, how can I use it against him?’

Behind his back, he mixed a few poison potions to use as sort of bombs and then stored them inside his inventory.

Renard, since he was far enough, couldn’t see what he was doing.

‘What to do…’ Adam frowned.

…

In a dimly lit gym, Terry lifted weights, sweat flying off his body after each rep.

Since he didn’t feel like sleeping, he came to the gym to lift some weights.

He had been thinking about the conversation that happened today.

It seemed like everyone was about to leave the Eldertree Institute—even Adam, whom he thought would stay longer.

He felt like he was about to be left behind.

‘I need to be ready for the tutorial. I can’t fail!’ Terry gritted his teeth and did another rep.

At the same moment, the door of the gym creaked open, and a figure stood by the doorway, watching him with a cold look on his eyes.

It was Ryan.