Locke grabbed Albert and Sisyphus and flew over a long deep green strong acid pool, leaving the Curse Worm Ghoul Legion behind.

Seeing that they had escaped with their lives, Sisyphus breathed a sigh of relief. Just as his tense nerves relaxed, he began coughing violently again, even coughing up some blood clots. Locke carefully noticed that those blood clots contained characteristics of curse worms.

The main research field of the senior curse master Rashid Tariel in this special project seemed to be curse worms within microscopic curse creatures, while the research on plague cores was even more imperfect.

On the contrary, the curse worms seemed to have produced at least a batch of barely usable monstrosities.

Seeing how weak Sisyphus was, Albert thought for a moment and said to Locke, "Junior Locke, sell Sisyphus a bottle of Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion!"

"He's not going to make it."

Locke looked puzzled. "What? Senior Albert, don't you have better potions to counter curse worms yourself? I saw that you're basically not infected with curse worms. I was even planning to ask you for one."

Albert slapped his forehead. "That's not how it works. The reason I wasn't infected by curse worms is because I took your Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion. I was amazed to discover that your Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion can at least enhance my magic resistance immunity."

"I've said it before, I don't focus on researching therapeutic potions. In this area, you're the expert."

Albert asked, "Is the Troll Excitement Gland Potion working well? It's my exclusive secret formula."

Locke, flying in midair, nodded.

The Troll Excitement Gland Potion had activated his mana, allowing him to increase his speed by at least twenty percent when using Plant Mimicry.

So much so that even now, with both hands holding two people, his flight speed was only about five percent slower than before.

Locke opened his astral ring and let Albert reach in himself to take out a bottle of Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion. As for payment, that wasn't necessary.

After all, Albert had given him that bottle of Troll Excitement Gland Potion. These things could only be considered normal combat consumption.

In war, there was no point talking about commercial transactions.

Albert fed Sisyphus a bottle of Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion, and Sisyphus's complexion improved slightly, gaining some color.

Albert sighed and said, "Fortunately we had your special medicine, otherwise Sisyphus would have been in trouble."

Locke glanced at Sisyphus and said while flying in midair, "But even the Bear Spirit Jade Bile Detoxification Potion can no longer help him completely eliminate the curse worms in his body. It can only temporarily suppress them."

"The main body of curse worms consists of magical fungi and curse creatures. Both of these things have characteristics that are difficult to completely eliminate."

"Unlike us who weren't infected with curse worms to begin with and can resist this infection after improving our magic resistance, he has too many curse worms infected inside his flesh and blood. We can only bring him back to the academy first and let those First Circle wizards figure out a solution."

What Sisyphus was afflicted with was a genuine First Circle wizard's curse. An ordinary potion master's assistant couldn't help him at all.

Sisyphus thanked Locke, "Thank you."

Locke discussed with Albert, "But there's still one problem now, Senior Albert."

"We're currently in a localized area of the research institute that's sealed by a magical trap corridor."

"I came in earlier by using flying magic to forcibly pass through that magical trap corridor."

"But now I'm carrying both of you. Even using your Troll Excitement Gland Potion, I'm not confident I can pass through that curse magical trap corridor again."

Locke said, "In my current state, I can take at most one person. That was my original expectation."

As soon as Locke said this, both Albert and Sisyphus fell into contemplation. Indeed, only Locke among them possessed flying magic capability but there were three of them.

Asking Locke alone to carry the remaining two people through a trap corridor set up by a senior curse master was too much to demand.

Albert suddenly said, "Be careful."

Locke also discovered in midair that the three Omen Mandrake Vines wrapped around his right arm suddenly turned the red color that symbolized danger.

Without anyone noticing, a monster with an unrecognizable face, covered in red tumors all over its body, without skin, constantly emitting blood steam from its body surface, had appeared behind them. It extended its ten fingers toward them, and those ten fingers extended in an extremely brief instant, transforming into ten tentacles that attacked Locke.

If Locke hadn't foreseen this and reacted quickly, in just that instant, those ten tentacles would have completely pierced through Locke.

Locke came to an abrupt stop in the air, causing those ten tentacles to miss their target.

At the same time, the leaf arrangement on the surface of the Large Green Owl Banana on his back quickly reorganized. As a result, Locke had almost no pause time at all before flying directly in the opposite direction, continuously evading the terrible monster's follow-up attacks.

Extended tentacles like long spears followed behind Locke, grazing past him and piercing through the upper wall of the research institute's corridor.

Albert praised Locke, "Locke, the performance of your flying magical plant is really excellent."

"Are all flying magical plants this good? Before this, I wasn't very interested in flying magical plants, but now it seems I really should save up money to buy one."

Albert looked back to observe the pursuing monster and said, "That seems to be the most powerful individual among this large pile of failed experimental products. And it actually has magic pressure on it. I highly suspect this is a ghoul individual modified from a first-class wizard apprentice."

"Its bodily functions can actually keep up with our flying speed, and its attack power is at the top of the apprentice level."

"It's very likely a work personally modified by Rashid Tariel, which means it's a work seriously created by a First Circle wizard, though definitely a failed work... Locke, you need to be careful."

Albert used the bellflower wrapped around the middle finger of his right hand to fire [Sonic Flower Cannon] more than thirty times in succession toward the rear. Countless invisible sonic cannon shells enveloped that monster.

This was far more powerful than Anglon firing one shot and then having to pause for a while.

More than thirty bowl-sized holes were blasted into the monster's body surface but its body cells hijacked by curse worms were rapidly recovering with abnormal activity. In an extremely short time, it recovered on the spot, restored its body, and caught up again.

The terrifying ghoul let out a roar. With its body full of flesh and blood steam, it leaped along the four walls of the research institute's corridor, following closely behind Locke at high speed.

No matter how Locke maneuvered his position in the air, he couldn't shake it off.