I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

John was surprised; hadn't they just checked everything?

And they even found something during that search.

But why were they suddenly starting another check?

Was the initial inspection not thorough enough?

Although Vincent hadn't spoken, John could clearly see that his expression had turned ghostly pale.

In that moment, John realized what was going on and involuntarily took a deep breath.

If everything was clear, why would there be a need to check again?

It could only mean that Vincent had exhausted his last bit of strength in the previous search.

The reason they were able to detect something earlier was not only because of that one item, but because Vincent now lacked any additional power.

John also fully extended his own mind power, starting to search the little things, then once more found two small boxes in the bedroom and cockpit.

Upon seeing these boxes, they couldn't help but scoff coldly; it seemed these people indeed had other intentions toward them.

"These are highly concentrated bombs; just one of these would be enough to blow us to smithereens, and they've placed so many—it seems they really hold us in high regard."

Dark Fox said this with an involuntary sneer.

What was most lethal about these devices was not only their explosive capabilities but also their embedded eavesdropping technology.

If they were to leave these devices here, there was no telling how much of their conversation would be overheard.

"Just destroy them, they wouldn't dare to tamper too much here."

Vincent enveloped the two devices with his mind power and cast them into the vast emptiness of space, finally allowing himself a sigh of relief and slumping to the ground.

John looked on worriedly at Vincent's condition, then spoke apologetically, "The drink I gave you earlier had side effects; I didn't dare give you too much."

The Fountain of Life, while rapid in restoring vitality, essentially works by overdrawing.

It prematurely taps into subsequent life force and mana, which accounts for its high recovery rate.

After John explained, everyone seemed to understand the situation, their faces reflecting a knowing look, while Vincent sat on the ground clutching his chest.

"It's okay, I just need to rest for a bit. I just used too much mind power all at once, and now my head hurts a bit."

But at the time, there was no other choice because they indeed needed to take care of the situation thoroughly.

Having anything left behind by others on their airship felt uncomfortable and problematic.

If any other issues arose, they would be unable to bear the consequences, which were beyond what they could handle.

Suddenly, Victor spat out a mouthful of blood, causing Silver Tear to scream involuntarily.

"Quick, come and see! The captain's condition is really bad; he's coughing up blood again."

Silver Tear's voice was frantic, almost crying, while John and the others quickly went to check on him.

"What exactly happened before? How did Victor come to be awake? Wasn't he devoid of any intelligence or self-awareness when he came to this place before?"

As John spoke, his heart was full of confusion, but the people around him were also perplexed.

"I don't know either; we all passed out together."

Vincent's expression grew serious as he watched the video, carefully assessing Victor's physical condition before speaking through clenched teeth.

"It seems there's a mysterious force inside him protecting him, yet this same force is continuously damaging his bodily functions. This is really strange. Why would the same force be both repairing and harming his body?"

Upon hearing this, John instantly understood what was happening.

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Because a human body cannot withstand the immense force of divinity in a short span, the divine power wreaks havoc on the body.

However, because it is a divine force, it can also heal the body more effectively, which is an excruciating ordeal for any ordinary person.

But if one can endure it, the physical strength gained is a tremendous enhancement.

"Now, there's nothing any of us can do; he has to get through this on his own."

John, who also possesses divine power, knew all too well the pain of such forces rampaging through one's body.

However, if one could master this power, then their future would be markedly different—they could have a brighter future.

Upon hearing John's words, Vincent felt a slight relief.

Truth be told, they really had no idea what to do in these situations.

Compared to them, only John had more experience.

"What do we do then? Are we really powerless? Can we only stand by and watch?"

Silver Tear was frantic, her hands trembling slightly.

"We really have no choice; the captain has to get through this on his own," John said, his expression grim.

He understood what this meant and how dangerous it was.

But divine power isn't something that can be given lightly.

Even if he himself possessed such power, it couldn't be dispensed carelessly.

If there's a conflict between two types of energy, it could be fatal for Victor!

So, even though others were anxious, there really was nothing more to be said.

They had to endure until another solution presented itself.

Once John confirmed there were no other issues, he turned his attention to the small note Scarlett had given him.

After reading it, he saw it clearly outlined Victor's condition.

It mentioned that the divine power within the body would gradually dissipate over about seven days, during which the person would be extremely weak.

This was understandable, as not everyone possessed the strength to endure such an ordeal.

The note also indicated that if the person did not survive, death was the only outcome awaiting them.

Even if they did survive by chance, their other abilities would decline, and they risked becoming incapacitated.

However, John also noticed some additional information on the note.

It warned that the route they were on had recently been troubled by space pirates.

Upon reading this, John felt unconcerned.

After all, everyone aboard their ship had their own strengths, and if those foolish enough to challenge them did show up, it would indeed provide some entertainment.

None of them were fools, nor did they care about such threats.

But if someone was intent on seeking trouble, they wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson.