167- Badger Head Copper Cup

    Seeing the terror on his subordinate''s face, the man instinctively sensed something was wrong, but he had already lost the ability to think—his thirst for water overwhelmed all else. Opening his mouth, he managed to say:

    "You... look so juicy—!!!!"

    He lunged at his subordinate, sinking his teeth into the man''s throat, greedily draining his blood.

    Hot blood flowed down his throat, bringing a brief moment of vitality back to him. But as a red mist slowly rose from his body, he reverted to his corpse-like state.

    This time, though, he completely lost the strength to move, slumping against the wall as his consciousness grew faint and faded away...

    Water droplets began to form on the wall, coalescing and gathering until they took on a human shape.

    Rhys emerged from the wall itself.

    "Egypt is rather excessively dry," Rhys muttered, waving his hand in discomfort at the arid air surrounding him.

    He glanced at the corpse in the corner, then murmured, "With this, the trap is set."

    Snapping his fingers, everyone in the Order''s base started writhing in agony—they couldn''t breathe, and their skin visibly dried, their bodies rapidly dehydrating, transforming into withered corpses. The water, controlled by Rhys, filled their lungs.

    In the future, if the Secret Order examined their fallen members, they would find that each corpse had drowned.

    Rhys considered this method extremely efficient.

    He had targeted the man while he was busy writing reports, embedding his magic into him.

    By the time the man reached the base, his body''s water content had already been evaporating under Rhys''s magical influence.

    Unknowingly, the other people in the base inhaled this water, infused with Rhys''s magic, which allowed him to control their bodily fluids too, capturing them all in one sweep.

    This approach meant Rhys didn''t have to clear each room individually, ensuring none of the Esoteric Order''s adherents could escape, making it exceptionally efficient.

    After eliminating the Order''s adherents in the base, Rhys began his search of the premises.

    Initially, Rhys hadn''t paid much attention to the unassuming little cup, which was tucked away in the corner of a cabinet.

    Without a careful search, it would''ve been easy to overlook.

    This was another aspect Rhys found particularly amusing.

    Everything in the vault had its designated spot, complete with positioning labels and name tags. Nearby, one could even find a brief description of each item!

    To anyone who knew, this was the vault of a secret organization; to anyone who didn''t, it could easily be mistaken for a museum display!

    Rhys felt the urge to complain: what''s the point of all this?

    Is it supposed to help an intruder like me identify their treasures?

    It was almost too considerate! Bringing treasures to his doorstep with attached descriptions was something he''d never seen or heard of before.

    Vigo was indeed a marvel!

    However, when Rhys picked up the bronze cup, he quickly noticed something unusual about it—something only he would recognize: the cup had a handle, and the tip of the handle was carved into the head of a small animal.

    As time went by, the handle was covered with rust, which was why Rhys didn''t notice the copper cup at first.

    But he looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the animal head looked like a badger.

    He took out his wand and carefully cleaned the rust on the copper cup.

    After the copper cup was cleaned, Rhys'' eyes became complicated, because the handle of the cup was really carved with a badger head!

    He would never mistake this style!

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