Chapter 430: Evil God Body (3)

Soft and bouncy.

The touch is quite good, just like a girl's...

Ahem, I was thinking the wrong thing.

In fact, Ron also hoped that after waking up, he could lie in the arms of a gentle girl. That would definitely be a great experience. Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. Although the touch was very similar, Ron was sure that the thing under his hand and the girl's body were not the same thing.

At least, the shape is different.

This is a long, strip-shaped object.

The bottom is even a little fuzzy.

Control of the body was returning little by little, which was a very slow process. Ron could even hear his heavy breathing and disordered heartbeat.

He raised his eyelids and what he saw was still the dark secret room made of huge stones.

The air is very dirty.

This place must be buried deep underground, without any ventilation, no fresh air, and no light source.

But, for a being of Ron's level, even in pure darkness, his eyes can still see things. He was still lying on the ground very quietly, and his eyes gradually regained focus.

Perhaps because of his heavy breathing, Ron could see wisps of air flowing irregularly in the darkness, raising pieces of dust.

After a while, Ron recovered a little more. His whole body was numb. If he moved a little, he felt like he was electrocuted all over. The feeling was extremely sour.

He tried to move his eyes and look to the lower right hand side. He wanted to see what his fingers had touched.

There's no way around it. Curiosity is human nature, and Ron is no exception.

I tried hard to look down and happened to see that thing... But it would have been fine if I hadn't looked at it, because I was shocked when I saw it.

Ron only felt his body suddenly tense up, and his originally paralyzed limbs recovered at some point. He jumped directly from the ground and retreated rapidly at an unprecedented speed.

Ron didn't stop until his back hit the stone with a bang.

Then, he sucked hard, and his legs trembled. It seemed that an extremely exaggerated electric current surged through his body in an instant. The sour and refreshing feeling that rushed straight to his soul made Ron numb to the deepest part of his soul.

His legs went limp and he could no longer support his body, so he sat down on the ground.

Looking not far ahead, I saw a white insect lying quietly on the ground without moving.

Yes, it's a white worm.

This was what Ron's fingers had just touched.

The entire body is about fifteen centimeters long, round and looks very plump. Although it has been in this secret room for a long time, there seems to be no sign of water loss in the body of this worm, and it still maintains excellent elasticity.

At the front and back ends, there are two round mouthparts, each filled with small things, which look like tiny fangs.

The insect's abdomen is covered with densely packed tiny tentacles, which is where the furry feeling from before comes from.

Is this the body of Father God Alecius? Ron's eyelids jumped, and he realized instantly that the appearance of this worm was almost exactly the same as the stone statue on the Holy Mountain and the soul body of Alecius seen on the Soul Ferry, except that it was a smaller version.

Ron really didn't expect that the physical body of the Father God was so small. Compared with the soul body that could stir up huge waves in the Black Sea, the gap was really too big.

However, since the soul can appear here, it means one thing, that Arriaius' attack on himself was definitely caused by the repairman opening a back door.

You know, under normal circumstances, if the gods want to interfere with the Dusk Continent, it is already very difficult to infiltrate a little bit of their will. It is almost impossible for the real body to descend on the Dusk Continent. If it weren't for the repairman opening a back door, it would be impossible for Alecius to do it with his strength.

It seemed that the repairman had started to use any means to kill him, but he never thought that he could actually get the soul of Alecius onto the Soul Ferry. Not only did he not die, but Alecius was divided up by sea snakes. Even the threat of sea snakes to the Soul Ferry was weakened a lot because of this.

His limbs were still shaking.

After a long time, Ron's body recovered a little, and the extreme numbness finally eased a lot. He pursed his lips, then moved his feet and walked forward step by step.

After a brief hesitation, he caught the snow-white insect in his hand.

Some powerful gods, even if they are just a part of their corpse, still carry a despairing aura of oppression.

Even Ron's predecessor Zhou Yang, who was not a god, was better than a god. Even though his body had been divided into seven parts, he was still suppressed like an evil god.

Arriaius, as the weakest evil god, obviously did not have this level, because his soul was completely sucked into the Soul Ferry, and there was no trace of will left on his corpse, and even the filth unique to evil gods had almost disappeared.

But, no matter what, this is the corpse of an evil god.

If it is cooked well, it should be able to become a pretty good treasure, right? At the very least, it can be made into a pretty good weapon, or made into some kind of holy relic with special effects?

If I can refine the body of this evil god, can I seize the authority of Alecius?

Various thoughts kept emerging in Ron's mind, and he became a little excited. Now, he was not so anxious to escape from the secret room made of huge stones.

Originally, we planned to go to the Theocracy of Spang and lead the orcs, but now it is estimated that half a year has passed. Since it has come to this, there is no need to rush these few days.

Moreover, with his current strength, it is quite difficult to blast away the rocks that are several hundred meters thick above his head.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In this case, it would be better to stay here and refine the body of Alecius. If he could seize the authority of Alecius, it would definitely be a huge boost to his own strength.

After all, this is the corpse of a god. Ron couldn't imagine how many treasures were hidden in this corpse.

Do it when you think of it.

Ron took out dragon crystals from his storage ring.

These dragon crystals are all of the best quality.

It is estimated that the owners of these dragon crystals were mostly destructive-level dragons when they were alive.

These dragon crystals were also larger than ordinary dragon crystals, as big as a human head, and sparkled brightly. The originally dark secret room was now clearly visible because of the light from the dragon crystals.

The seven dragon crystals were all neatly arranged according to the fixed seven-star positions.

As for the body of Alecius, it was placed in the center of this mysterious magic circle.

After all the preparations were completed, Ron half-knelt, supporting the ground with his right hand, and surging energy surged out instantly.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Above the mysterious magic circle, lines were activated by the energy released by Ron, emitting a hazy and soft light. As for the seven dragon crystals, they shone brightly in an instant.

crimson.

Deep blue.

Blue-gray.

Condensed purple.

Rock yellow.

dark.

bright.

Seven different kinds of light, crisscrossing.

The originally dark secret room suddenly became bizarrely bright, and the interlaced light reflected on Ron's face, revealing a hint of weirdness and excitement.

Chapter 3 　　 　 (End of this chapter)