She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 635: Praying Magic

Gracie, propping her chin up with one hand, fell into deep thought. She had initially believed that Iker had only lost his legs in the car accident, but she hadn't expected him to be cast on by this magic.

However, without the organization's consent, they couldn't do it. Who exactly had cast such a dangerous magic on Iker?

Adrian naturally knew who did it, but the doer had been dead; bringing it up now would make no difference, so he remained silent.

By a twist of fate, the poison from Lucien randomly activated Iker's Serpent Magic within him. Coincidentally, Cheyenne had just recently achieved a breakthrough in the Thirteen Needles, gaining new insights. Using silver needles to stimulate specific acupuncture points and leveraging the poison, the effects of Serpent Magic and Praying Magic offset.

She artfully and skillfully drew out the worms from Master Iker's body.

"Poof..."

Iker's body suddenly trembled, and he fiercely vomited up a mouthful of black blood. The black blood splattered onto the cement floor, creating one black bubble after another.

Then, his body went limp and he slowly collapsed. Fortunately, Cheyenne quickly reached out and supported his shoulder while a needle pierced his philtrum.

Iker's consciousness slowly awakened. He felt significantly lighter than before, even though his face remained pale. However, both his body and soul felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

Weakly, he raised his head and glanced at Cheyenne, his smile frail and heart-wrenching. "Miss Lawrence, thank you."

Cheyenne's eyes reddened slightly, glistening with a hint of tears. Her voice choked as she replied, "I should thank you instead, Master Iker. If it weren't for you, it would be me who was currently being consumed by this poison."

If she had truly ingested this poison earlier, even if she managed to save the child in her belly, there would have been lasting repercussions due to the instability caused by the toxin.

Doctors could heal others, yet they couldn't save themselves.

She could treat Master Iker with acupuncture, but what about herself?

Who could heal her?

So, Cheyenne sincerely expressed her gratitude to Iker.

Iker weakly smiled and, with Cheyenne's help, managed to stand unsteadily. His clear and sharp gaze swept across the audience and he declared, "I feel much better now, and my legs have never felt this strong."

After speaking, he turned and looked earnestly at Abel.

Standing straight, at ease, and then at attention, he saluted like a soldier.

"Mr. President, I request to return to the military and serve my country."

Abel had never expected that Iker would be able to return to the military in this lifetime, even though he had always felt sorry for him.

With a smile on his face, he patted the young man's shoulder and announced loudly, "Very well, I allow you to rejoin the East Wind forces. However, you must first fully recover. With your current weakened state, your subordinates might not follow your lead."

Iker nodded and had Cheyenne help him back to his seat.

Meanwhile, Lucien reached the most excruciating point of agony. His entire meridians were powerless, and his muscles couldn't even move. He reached out one hand and grabbed onto the hem of Cheyenne's pants.

"What... what did you do to me?"

Why was the pain so intense?

Cheyenne glanced at him and kicked his hand away, her eyebrows forming a frown, full of arrogance.

"We're not acquainted, so don't cling to me. My patient has already been cured during this match. Mr. Miller, don't you need me to treat you?"

If he actively asked her to treat him, it would mean admitting defeat.

Lucien's gaze hesitated, and he looked at Sophie amidst the crowd with a grim look.

Sophie nodded in response.

The brief exchange between the two was fleeting, and no one expected Sophie to have a relationship with Ito Lucien.

Lucien nodded and roared, "I was wrong, Miss Lawrence, please help me relieve the pain quickly."

However, Cheyenne did not immediately help him remove the silver needle.

She walked slowly to him, crouched down, and looked down at him.

Suddenly, she reached out with her delicate and fair hand, pinching his chin and squeezing it forcefully.

"Crack..." Everyone heard a crisp sound.

His neck was dislocated.

This caused him to look at Sophie with his head tilted, while using the corner of his eye to look at Cheyenne in front of him. There was an inexplicable sense of chill in his heart.

The sweet and charming voice of this girl laughed, "Hehe..."

After a few seconds, her laughter stopped, and the light in her eyes shone brightly, forcing Lucien not to look directly at her.

"The poison you administered just now is not simple. Tell me, what is it?"

Lucien felt extremely nervous. He did not expect Cheyenne to have this ability.

His hesitant appearance successfully angered Cheyenne, and she once again held a silver needle, ready to pierce his forehead.

Her voice was cold and full of threat, "If you don't answer, the silver needle in my hand will pierce your fatal point."

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Her speech was not fast, her voice was clear, and every word reached Lucien and the others' ears.

Everyone watched quietly as the petite figure crouched on the ground.

They didn't know if Cheyenne's words were true or false, but they sounded quite intimidating.

They saw her indeed holding a sharp silver needle between her fingertips, aiming it at Lucien's fatal point.

As the silver needle got closer and

closer, Lucien felt an external

pressu

on his forehead, as if the

scythe of death was slowly placed on his neck.

Just as Cheyenne had mentioned earlier, he felt the danger of death.

His face finally changed drastically, and with a long sigh, he admitted his despicable scheme, his face turning pale.

"You're right, the Praying Magic I

placed in Devil's Tongue is a curse that can make the receiver short-lived. Even if it's removed, the curse will follow the receiver for a lifetime."

By then, even if Cheyenne were unharmed, the child she gave birth to would still die prematurely.

Nobody expected him to be so malicious.

The audience was filled with

indignation and cursed his conniving

behavior. He pretended to be ready

with the antidote, but ended up

placing a curse inside.

Fortunately, Cheyenne did not personally take the poison, but Iker did.

He happened to have the Serpent Magic inside him, a dormant long-life curse.

One curse balanced against the other, and it also coincidentally resolved the hidden dangers of the Serpent Magic.

If Lucien knew about this, he would definitely be infuriated.

After all his shenanigans, it turned out he made a fool of himself.