Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1577

Subsequently, Filipe took out the drug.

“If one uses the entire bottle here, one’s strength would instantly shoot up tenfold. However, the price would be the total exhaustion of one’s life force, resulting in immediate death!”

Hiss!

Hearing that, Luther sucked in a breath.

“So, you’re planning to use this drug so that the disciples will improve in a short period of time and show Erudia the results?” Luther queried.

“Yes, that’s right! We can attain the desired effect with just a small amount of it. And so, Erudia will be satisfied!”

Filipe nodded in affirmation.

“Indeed, it’ll be effective, and Erudia will also be satisfied. But the disciples will be ruined! Even if you only use a smidgen, it’ll still be draining them of their lives! Their entire lives will be wrecked!” Luther exclaimed.

While consuming the drug, they would improve significantly and become stronger.

But once the drug passed, their lifespan would be exhausted, and their life force leeched.

At that time, they might not even be able to survive, much less become peerless warriors.

This cruel method is unfair to them!

Luther felt exceedingly sorry for those young warriors with so much talent.

In truth, it truly bothered his conscience if they were ruined because of the drug.

“Well, do we have any other way now? They only gave us three days, and we’ll lose everything if we can’t produce any results!”

Filipe glowered at him savagely.

In no time, Luther went silent.

When it involved his own interests, he had no other choice either.

“What if it comes to light, then?”

“When it comes to light, we would’ve gotten the results we wanted. Besides, why must it be our problem? It’s just the disciples’ own problem!”

In the end, Luther was convinced by Filipe.

The next day, Filipe gathered everyone and announced that he had already found the source of the problem.

Then, he went on to assert that the next training plan would definitely work.

And so, all the disciples were taken in and threw themselves into training.

Sure enough, it was effective this time.

Gradually, they all improved.

Seven days later, they had attained the progress rate of the first stage.

To top it off, they continued improving at an ever-growing speed.

The disciples were stoked, and the Dragonites were also exceedingly pleased.

Everyone lauded Filipe for his ingenuity.

“True enough, our progress has nothing to do with Levi Garrison! Mr. Jourdain is the person I admire most!”

Xaire’s face brimmed with unbridled excitement.

Collin, however, frowned. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was amiss.

Although the training plan has been changed, it’s actually not much different from the ones before. Logically speaking, it can’t possibly change the current situation. But still, the results are unexpectedly mind-boggling. Truth be told, I really can’t figure out the reason.

In the training base of Hidden Dragon, a jubilant atmosphere hung over the entire place.

Filipe was regarded as God himself, especially by the disciple who adulated him to no end.

After all, there wasn’t a single person who wouldn’t rejoice to see himself getting stronger day by day.

Unbeknownst to them, beneath the resplendent facade lay a hideous reality that was corroded and riddled with holes.

That was precisely the state of the bodies of Xaire and the others.

Despite the fact that their strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, their bodies were being eroded.

Nonetheless, they had no inkling of that.

Filipe was using their lives to barter for his benefit, yet Xaire and the others were immensely grateful to him.

“See? They didn’t notice anything amiss! As such, we can increase the dosage now!”

Filipe’s lips curved into a cold and cruel arc.

“Sevenfold! We’ve progressed sevenfold! Take it, Levi Garrison! We’ll have him eat his words!”

With the increase in the dosage of the drug, everyone’s improvement skyrocketed.

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