All Chapters of Ancient Medical Rising System: Rise Of The Forsaken Doctor: Chapter 71
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Chapter 67. Heavenly Fragment
The Gate Guardian’s broken form sank into the dust like a statue losing its last breath. Its glowing core dimmed slowly, and the great construct bowed its head in respect to Rick, as if acknowledging him as something more than a passing healer. The air around them softened, the pressure in the ancient chamber fading, and a low hum filled the space. Luna stood behind Rick, her left arm of light flickering slightly, her eyes heavy but bright with pride. Rick kept his hands steady even though his body trembled after the sacrifice he had made. His sight was still a blur of shadows, the world painted in vague shapes and shifting light, but he could feel the Guardian’s energy gathering around him.The construct raised its ruined hand, its fingers now thin and cracked like old branches. A gentle pulse of golden dust rose from its palm and drifted toward Rick, spiraling slowly like a falling feather. Rick felt the dust brush against his cheeks and settle over his chest. The chamber vibr
Chapter 68. Collapse of the Trial Realm
The rumbling began softly, like a faraway storm whispering beneath the stone, but Rick felt it the moment the Memory Fragment settled fully into his heart. His pulse jumped. The chamber lights flickered. The carved walls groaned as if the entire realm had taken a shuddering breath. Rick held Luna’s wrist and pulled her close to him, his eyes sweeping across the trembling floor.“Rick, something’s wrong,” Luna whispered, her voice barely steady. Her light-formed arm flickered like a candle fighting strong wind.Rick nodded slowly, pressing his hand against the cold stone wall. “The realm is collapsing. The Trials are ending.”The ground shifted again, harder this time. A deep crack split across the floor like a jagged mouth. Dust showered from the ceiling, drifting through the air like dying stars. Luna stumbled but Rick caught her quickly, steadying her with one hand on her shoulder.“We need to go,” he said, his tone clear, leaving no space for fear. But the memory of the Heavenly
Chapter 69. Departure from Wilderness
The moment Rick, Luna, and the wounded survivor stepped out of the collapsing passage, the air changed. It felt wider, colder, and real. Not the echoing, dream-like quality of the Trial Realm. The wind brushed against their faces, carrying the smell of wild earth and distant rivers. The sun hovered low, painting the sky with strokes of orange and gold. Behind them, the broken entrance of the Trial Realm still shook, as if taking its final breaths.Then, with a deep rumble, the stone gateway folded in on itself. The carved runes flickered once, like the blink of a dying eye, before sinking into silence. A burst of dust shot into the air, and the entire ancient structure vanished under its own weight.Luna stared at the place where the entrance once stood. “It’s gone,” she whispered softly, almost unable to accept it.Rick nodded slowly. He felt the vibrations of the collapse fade through the ground until they became nothing. The Trials were truly over. “Yes,” he said. “We made it ou
Chapter 70. The Dawn Between Worlds
The night was long, but it finally broke. A thin silver glow spread across the horizon, pushing back the darkness little by little. The first light of dawn touched the hills, then the trees, then the quiet river where Rick, Luna, and the survivor had made their small camp. The fire had burned low, leaving only soft orange embers resting under a blanket of ashes.Rick sat awake long before the sun arrived. He leaned against a tree trunk, his hands resting on his knees, his eyes half closed but alert. He did not sleep. He could not. His pulse, both of them, beat with soft uneven rhythms under his skin, carrying echoes from the dying Titan somewhere in the valley ahead.Beside him, Luna slept curled in the blankets. Her light-formed arm glimmered faintly in the dawn air, pulsing softly like breathing light. The temporary construct responded to every shift in her emotions even while she slept. Sometimes it flickered gently, sometimes it dimmed, sometimes it shimmered with a soft glow
Chapter 71. The Dying Titan
The valley felt wrong the moment Rick stepped into it. The air was thick and heavy, almost too heavy to breathe. A sickly green mist floated above the cracked earth, and every breath tasted like metal and rot. The sky above the valley had turned pale, as if the sun refused to shine fully on this wounded place. Even the wind hesitated, blowing in short, trembling bursts instead of its usual steady flow.Rick, Luna, and the survivor walked slowly across the uneven ground. Each step sent up small clouds of dust that shone with faint corruptive sparkles. It was as if the land itself was trying to breathe but failing. Luna held her arm close to her chest, while the survivor stumbled behind them, fear twisting his face with every sound.Then they saw it. The Titan lay in the heart of the valley like a fallen mountain. Its massive body stretched across the land, covered in thick fur and stone-like plates that shimmered with patterns of ancient energy. The creature’s size was beyond any
Chapter 72. The Ethical Divide
The valley was still trembling from the Titan’s cry when Rick pulled himself upright again. His body felt heavier than stone, and his breath came out in long shaky waves. The Titan’s pulse had stabilized enough that the corruption stopped spreading, but the creature was far from healed. It still lay across the broken landscape like a fallen mountain, breathing in slow painful shudders, its ribs rising and falling under layers of cracked stone-like fur.Luna stayed close to Rick, one hand bracing him while her temporary light arm glimmered faintly. She looked back and forth between Rick and the Titan as if torn between awe and fear. The survivor stood far behind them, trembling, refusing to go any closer.For several long minutes there was only silence. The air felt strange, as if the world itself was waiting for something. Rick finally spoke. His voice was soft but steady.“It is alive,” he said. “But it will not survive long without a full repair. Its heart-core is still bleeding
Chapter 73. The Operation of the World
The sky darkened as Rick placed both hands on the Titan’s cracked chest. The creature’s skin was heavy like stone, yet beneath it Rick felt a trembling rhythm so deep it made the air vibrate. The Titan’s pulse was slowing, slipping downward into a dangerous silence. Rick could sense each beat stumbling as if the giant heart was forgetting how to live.The world around them was still, almost afraid to breathe. Even the wind seemed to hold itself back. Far behind him, Luna stood alone, her head bowed, her shoulders tight with fear and heartbreak. She did not call out a third time. She only watched, as if torn between hope and dread.Rick’s own pulse began to shift. His mortal pulse beat slow and steady, warm and human. His divine pulse hummed like a rising storm, sharp and bright with power that never fully belonged to flesh. When he called upon both at once, it felt like trying to balance on two rivers flowing in opposite directions.He inhaled deeply and let his thoughts clear. “Th
Chapter 74. Breaking Point
The sky trembled like a wounded drum. The air shook from the titan’s slow, painful breaths. Every exhale sent a wave of dust rushing across the valley floor, and every inhale dragged whole trees toward its giant ribs. Rick stood upon the creature’s massive chest, his boots sinking slightly into the warm, pulsing flesh. His hands glowed with two colors of light, gold and black, twisting around each other like two storms trying to consume one another.He had been healing for hours. Maybe longer. Time felt strange here. The valley had become a giant operating table, and the world itself held its breath as Rick continued the impossible surgery.Rick’s head throbbed. His vision blurred again. The titan’s heart needed constant balance, and the dual pulses in his own body were starting to tear him from the inside. He felt each beat like a hammer against his skull.He whispered through clenched teeth, “Hold, steady, please, hold.”The titan, a creature older than mountains, groaned. The so
Chapter 75. The Pulse Shatters
Darkness wrapped around Rick like a thick blanket. It was warm at first, almost gentle, and he felt himself drifting through it without fear. But soon the darkness grew heavy. It pressed on his chest and squeezed his breath until the world around him thinned into a narrow tunnel.Somewhere far away, he heard Luna’s voice calling his name. The sound was faint, soft, and stretched thin by distance. He tried to reach for it, but something pulled him deeper.The darkness split open like cracked stone. Two paths appeared before him.One glowed gold, warm and steady, beating with the slow rhythm of his mortal pulse. It felt like the heartbeat he had always known, quiet but stubborn, soft but surviving.The other path flickered with harsh white and black light, moving in sharp cuts of sound. This pulse was not gentle. It was vast, ancient, shaped by the heavenly code of the Physician. It demanded perfection. It demanded sacrifice.Rick felt both pulses beating in his chest, out of sync, col
Chapter 76. To Heal the Dying Star
The valley lay silent after Rick chose the mortal path. The air was thick with dust and soft golden light that rose from the titan’s colossal body. Its breath echoed like rolling thunder beneath the earth, each exhale shaking loose small stones from the cliffs around them. This creature was not just alive. It was a remnant of a forgotten era, a living mountain that had once walked with the heavens.Rick stood on its chest, legs shaking under his weight. Luna stayed beside him, her face pale but determined. The deep wound that cut across the titan’s heart glowed with sickly purple energy, spreading veins of corruption through its body like cracks in glass.Rick touched the titan’s skin gently. It felt warm and rough, like holding his hand over a furnace that wanted to breathe. “We are not done,” he said.Luna nodded. “Just tell me what to do.”He swallowed hard. His pulse, once split, now steady and mortal again, beat inside him like a quiet drum. It was not strong enough for this f