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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Seven
As the tense atmosphere lingered in the room even more, Dr.Elvis saw this as an opportunity to prove his worth towards serenity.Without wasting any more time he stepped forward, his calm demeanor and sharp eyes giving him an air of quiet authority. He glanced at Serenity, silently aligning himself with her stance, before addressing Sophia’s family directly.“I understand your hesitation,” Dr.Elvis began, his voice measured and deliberate. “You’re protecting someone who has done a great service for your family, and that’s commendable. But think about the opportunities you’re passing up.”Hearing what Dr.Elvis just said.Sophia’s father shifted uncomfortably, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. “Opportunities?” he asked cautiously, his voice betraying his unease.Immediately Elvis nodded. “If you reveal the identity of this mysterious healer, you wouldn’t just be helping Serenity achieve her goals—you’d also be securing a valuable ally for yourselves. With just one call, I w
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Eight
The room erupted in chaos as Sophia’s grandfather’s face turned ashen, his hand trembling on the head of his cane. “Michael!” he roared, his voice strained yet furious. “How dare you make such a decision on behalf of this family!”However Michael flinched but stood his ground. “Grandfather, I’m only trying to protect us—”“Protect us?” the old man spat, his voice rising. “You’re throwing away everything we stand for! Do you understand what you’re risking, you're a disgrace to this family?”Immediately he pointed at him.“I forbid you to say anymore words.”Seeing the deadly look on his grandfather's face and his words.He understands what it means.And he wouldn't want to cross the line.The strain in his voice echoed through the room, his fury palpable. Suddenly, he doubled over, clutching his chest, his face contorting in pain. At that moment a harsh, wet cough escaped his lips, and to everyone’s horror, flecks of blood stained his hand.“Grandfather!” Sophia said, rushing to
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Fifty Nine
Hearing Mr.Leo's wife's threatening words, Damien didn't say anything but continued walking closer to the boy.However Mr. Leo stood by the door, his arms crossed tightly as he watched Damien approach the bedside. Though his expression was calm, the tension in his shoulders betrayed the storm of doubt and desperation raging inside him.For some reason he was having a second thought, he wasn't sure if Damien could actually save his son. At that moment his gaze flickered to his wife, who sat silently by their son’s side, her eyes red from exhaustion and worry.‘I don’t know if this will work,’ Mr Leo said to himself, His jaw tightened with frustration, he knows full well what his wife would do to him if for some reason something happened to their son now. His voice was low, almost hesitant. ‘But we’ve tried everything else. We’ve seen some of the best doctor's, and none of them could even give us answers, it wouldn't be bad to try at least in this situation we have nothing to lose.
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty
At that moment Mr Leo stepped forward, placing a reassuring hand on his wife's shoulder. “Honey, I know you're worried, not just you, I'm worried too, we have tried to get the help of professionals but none of them seems to understand what was wrong. But Dr. Damien's situation is different, and we don’t have another choice,” he said softly, his own voice laced with exhaustion. “We’ve tried everything else. Let him try.”“But—” she began, her voice rising with desperation.“No,” Mr Leo said, cutting her off gently but firmly he couldn't bring him to say their son would still die regardless of the pill or not. “We have to trust him.”Upon hearing what her husband just said.Without being told she could tell his decision has been made.Her shoulders sagged, the fight draining out of her as she sank back into her chair. “If anything happens to my son…” she muttered, unable to finish the sentence.Mr Leo at that moment couldn't just fold his arms anymore, without taking action, he be
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty One
After saving Mr.Leo son, the herb promised was given to him.He couldn't help but feel relieved.knowing he has added one more to the ten herbs he added to get.Without being told he was well aware the sooner he gets all ten the better.Leaving Mr.Leo and home.As Damien approached the entrance to his villa, he noticed something unusual. The usually quiet street was now teeming with tension. Black SUVs were parked haphazardly, their headlights cutting through the twilight, while armed guards formed a perimeter around the area. The faint hum of communication devices and the occasional barked orders filled the air.Seeing what is happening Damien slowed his steps, his sharp eyes scanning the scene.At that moment a guard stepped forward, raising a hand to halt him. “Sir, this area is under lockdown,” the guard said curtly. “For your safety, we ask that you turn back.”However Damien couldn't get his head around everything, knowing it was his house he couldn't just leave without not kn
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty Two
At that moment Damien’s gaze swept over the fugitive; he didn't notice the herb with him, and where he kept the herb was still safe. However the fugitive stance was steady, his grip strong. The man exuded danger, the kind that came from years of training and countless battles. This was the same fugitive Serenity and her team were outside preparing to confront—a man feared for his skill and brutality.However Damien remained unfazed.“That’s my property you’re standing in,” Damien said calmly, his voice like steel wrapped in silk. “Drop the knife, and I might let you leave alive.”Upon hearing what Damien just said.The fugitive sneered, tightening his hold on the child. “You’re in no position to make threats,” he spat. “I’ve taken down people ten times stronger than you. Don’t test me.”At that moment Damien’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I wasn’t asking.”The fugitive’s instincts screamed at him to act, first seeing Damien he could tell he's just a nobody Perhaps a rich kid with a big
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty Three
Serenity tapped her fingers against the armrest, her eyes narrowing slightly. “He’s either the smartest man we’ve hunted or something far more dangerous than the intel suggests,” she said, her voice calm but heavy with thought.“But there’s something else bothering me.”“The civilian, the doctor you saved outside the mansion the other day and almost left you for dead, if not for Dr Elvis' quick intervention?” her assistant asked tentatively.Immediately Serenity nodded. “Why did the fugitive spare him? A man like that doesn’t leave witnesses. There’s more to this Damien than meets the eye.”Upon hearing what War Goddess Serenity just said.Her assistant hesitated, unsure of what to say. “Should we bring him in for questioning?”“No,” Serenity replied firmly. “Not yet. Let the team finish their search. If the fugitive left anything behind—or anyone—I want to know about it first.”As they pulled into the headquarters parking lot, Serenity’s sharp instincts told her that the day eve
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Sixty Four
Not long after they arrived at Damien villa.Serenity stood at the gate of the villa, her sharp gaze scanning the luxurious property before her. The questions swirling in her mind had grown too loud to ignore. Despite her earlier dismissal of her assistant's theories, something about Damien didn't sit right with her again. She needed answers, and she was determined to get them herself.Not long after the door opened to reveal Damien, his expression cool and unreadable as he looked at her. “ Serenity,” he said evenly, stepping aside to let her in. “This is unexpected.”Serenity entered without hesitation, her posture as commanding as ever. “I had some questions for you,” she said, her tone clipped. “I thought it best to address them directly.”Damien gestured toward the sitting area, his movements calm and unhurried. “Make yourself comfortable,” he said casually, as though he were entertaining an old friend rather than one of the nation’s most decorated military figures.Serenity’s
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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Two
The sharp slam of the door was still echoing when Sophia’s heart sank.Her breath caught in her throat. She already knew.She didn’t need to guess. The second she heard the footsteps, the rustle of expensive fabric, the weighty silence followed by a familiar scoff—it was enough.Her eyes slowly shifted toward the doorway, and there they were.Her grandfather entered first, tall and stern as ever, his walking stick hitting the tiles with cold authority. Behind him, her father, Mr. Callum, stood with a deep frown, arms folded tightly across his chest. And then… her mother—Clarissa Callum, perfectly dressed as if she hadn’t just stormed into a hospital room, her expression twisted with a mix of panic, rage, and exhaustion.Sophia’s body stiffened beneath the bedsheets.Clarissa didn't wait.“You see? You see what you’ve done to yourself?” her mother snapped, her voice slicing through the air. “We warned you, Sophia! Didn’t we warn you?!”Sophia didn’t respond. Her fingers tightened aroun
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty One
At that moment the bitterness in his tone cracked through.However Serenity didn’t respond. Her gaze was locked on her phone. Calm. Controlled. Almost too calm.That silence unnerved him.And at that point Winston father phone started ranging.Immediately his wise turned deadly when he saw who was calling.“Why is he calling him?” he asked sharply, though he already knew.They must have something on Damien.They weren’t just trying to reach him.Winston’s father answered the call, his tone sharp and expectant.“What is it?”A calm voice came through the receiver. “We’ve seen him, sir. Damien. He’s at Vespera Medical, alone. Fourth floor. Private wing.”For a second, Winston’s father didn’t blink. The words echoed in his ear like the sound of a loaded gun being cocked. Then, slowly, a wicked smile stretched across his face.“Very good,” he said, hanging up without another word.He turned to Serenity, who was still fuming from everything she'd just said about her grandfather, her engag
Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty
Upon hearing Serenity’s quiet confession, Winston’s father tilted his head slightly, surprise flickering across his face. His brows drew together, the weight of confusion pressing deeper. “What do you mean it’s your fault?” he asked, his tone more curious than accusatory. “What exactly happened that would make your father—your own grandfather—not want to see even you?”Then Serenity exhaled softly, her fingers curling around each other in front of her. Her gaze dropped for a second, as if grounding herself before revealing what had clearly haunted her.“It’s about the one who treated him,” she began. “The miraculous doctor apprentice.”Winston’s father remained still, listening.“He… he was actually the one grandfather betrothed me to,” she said slowly. “And I… I chased him away. More than once.” Her voice thinned with guilt. “I insulted him. I doubted him. I accused him of things I didn’t understand... and the last time I saw him, it was on a cold evening.”She paused, swallowing ba
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Nine
At that moment Serenity stood still, her arms folded tightly across her chest, her brows furrowed in disbelief. The room felt cold—not because of the temperature, but because of the weight of what Winston's father had just said. Her heart pounded harder as his words echoed again in her head.“Three hundred years…” he muttered, voice laced with rage and helplessness. “That’s what his body is aging toward. In hours. Not decades.”He was pacing now, his hands trembling, not from fear—but fury. “Someone… someone did this to my son. To a member of this family! They didn’t just attack Winston—they attacked our name.”Serenity clenched her jaw. Her eyes darkened as she watched him struggle to remain composed. She didn’t like Winston. She never had. But this… this was far beyond personal feelings. It was about blood. About legacy.And someone had dared to stain it.“No,” she said sharply, stepping forward. “This is unacceptable. No one—no one—touches a member of this family and walks away. An
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Eight
At that moment the ground cracked beneath him as London’s brother roared—his body, now soaked in dark red mist, pulsated with corrupted energy. The warehouse trembled under the weight of his aura.Without a word, he raised his hand and unleashed it.A massive gust of decay burst from his palm like a cannon—corrosive wind screaming across the air, devouring the concrete floor in its path. Metal groaned and turned brittle in an instant. The entire space darkened, shadows dancing like spirits trapped in a storm.Damien didn’t blink.With a soft exhale, he shifted one foot back, adjusting his weight with perfect calm. His fingers came together in a slow, deliberate snap.Snap.From Damien’s fingers, a soft flash of white bloomed—a pulse of pure light, warm and yet impossibly sharp. It wasn't fire. It wasn't wind. It was something far more refined. More ancient.The white energy stretched wide like a dome, meeting the dark decay in mid-air.“Boom.”The collision was silent for a moment—the
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Seven
At that moment, something dark clicked into place.One of the soldiers—the tallest of them—fell to one knee, gasping, his skin paling as veins started to pulse across his arms unnaturally. Another groaned, grabbing his own neck like the air had suddenly turned poisonous. Their bodies were trembling, but they didn’t scream. They only exchanged terrified glances, and it finally dawned on them.This wasn’t just any technique, this was Dark Prison.The forbidden technique. the same one their master—London’s brother—had once boasted about creating but had sworn never to use again.Their eyes widened in silent horror.He had done it. he was using them.Feeding on them, Feeding through them.The technique was outlawed within the military for a reason—because it demanded sacrifice of Life.It devoured spirit energy like wildfire in a dry forest. It didn’t care who you were. It didn’t care if you were the creator or the soldier. It consumed.However Damien watched quietly, his eyes cold and c
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Six
At that moment London’s brother stood still—his face frozen.His eyes trembled, his lips parted, and the disbelief gripped him deeper than any blade could.“That’s not true…” he muttered under his breath. “That’s not possible.”He shook his head slowly, like his mind was trying to shake off the weight of what he had just heard. “How can a nobody like you—someone not even recorded in our ranks—know the ultimate attack of the Special Forces?”His tone cracked with restrained rage. “This move… this prison technique… it’s only taught to the elite few. To the inner circle of the military’s special division. You shouldn’t even know it exists!”Damien’s expression didn’t flinch.“I know,” he said coldly again. “Because I was the one who invented it.”Again London’s brother’s breath caught. His knees almost buckled.At that moment Damien stepped forward, slow and calm. “You’ve done some tweaking—some interesting modifications. I’ll give you that. But the core technique? The foundations? That
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Five
At that moment London brother s suddenly let go of his leg, allowing him to regain his balance. Then he stepped backward, calm and composed, as if the attack had been nothing but a warm-up stretch.London’s brother landed on his feet smoothly. He straightened up slowly, rotating his ankle as he gave Damien a hard stare. His jaw clenched, but then a smirk broke through his rigid expression.“Well… not bad,” he muttered, his voice laced with restrained anger. “I’m quite impressed.”His eyes narrowed, not in admiration—but calculation.“You dodged my attack,” he continued, voice sharper now, “and you even caught it… cleanly. You didn’t flinch. That says a lot.”He stepped in a slow circle, boots crunching over broken crate pieces.“You’re not from here, are you?” he asked coldly. “No. I see that now. No one from this city—not even the top brass—moves like that.”He stopped pacing and tilted his head.“I know every single person that can do what you just did. Every single one of them.”
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Four
The moment the man’s head bounced on the concrete floor—once, twice, and then a third time—an eerie silence gripped the warehouse. The blood smeared across the floor painted a scene so still and tense, they could almost hear the cold metal in the air.However London’s brother didn’t flinch, not visibly. But his sharp eyes caught every detail. The precision, the speed, the utter lack of wasted motion.At that moment his eyebrow lifted subtly.“That can’t be…” he thought, his fingers slowly curling into a fist by his side. “That’s the Twin Blade Technique.”He had seen it only a few people do it during his training in the Special Division. It wasn’t a move just anyone could pull off. It was a martial arts technique hidden within the high-ranking military, one that fused shadow movement and speed so flawlessly, it made the user seem like they hadn’t moved at all. But in truth, they’d already attacked and returned to their original position before the victim even blinked.Only a handful
