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Chapter 204 The pain is too much to bear...

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    Negris¡¯s eyes widened instantly. He couldn¡¯t wait to take the fragment, held it in his hand and observed it repeatedly, and then said in shock: ¡°This is, this is the Chaos Black Crystal! This is the Chaos Black Crystal!¡±

    Ange tilted his head, and Luther stretched his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "What Chaos Black Crystal? What is it used for? A gem? I have my Dragon Pattern Steel Core Mithril Filigree Demon Pattern Covered Earth Calcined Gem Gain Piercing Enchantment  Are the gems on the two-handed sword precious?"

    As Luther said this, he pulled out his two-handed sword and showed it off.

    Negris had black hair on his forehead: "You don't have to say the full name every time, just say it's a two-handed sword and everyone will know it."

    "No." Luther refused: "Then you won't realize its power."

    Nigris took a deep breath and said: "Okay, then this is the eight hundred abyss, the endless death land, the co-owner of trillions of undead souls, immortal and eternal, eternal and eternal, punching the gods of light and stepping on the lords of all walks of life.  A fragment of the immortal king.¡±

    Luther was stunned: "Fragments from the immortal king?"

    "Yes, have you felt its power?"

    ??Lu curled his neck and nodded like a quail.

    Fragments of the Immortal King?  Why does the evil god have fragments of the king?  The king is dead?

    "Ask it what it is and see if it knows it." Negris said to Ange.

    Carve the question on the elf bean and throw a stone from the other side: "It's delicious."

    "This evil god must be a foodie. Everything is delicious. Ask him why he doesn't eat this."

    "I can't bite it."

    There are four more elf beans, and the little paw brings a bean, but this time it is not an upgraded bean, but another kind of bean.

    "This evil god has a really good memory. He still remembers that we don't want to upgrade the beans, so we asked him what kind of beans this is?" Nigris said.

    Ange stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he took it out, his hand was empty and he spread it out for Nigris to see.

    "There are no more elf beans?" Nigris instantly understood what he meant.

    Ange nodded.

    "No, you left over a hundred of them before. You must have used them to plant randomly again." Looking at the elf bean plants in the Square of the Gods, Nigris said, "If you don't have any, then there won't be any.  The upgrade beans are enough, why don¡¯t you give it another god fragment and see if it still has black crystal fragments.¡±

    Ange Ruyan placed a fragment of the spirit, but he grabbed three handfuls of new beans and threw them over, but there was no black crystal fragment.

    "Could it be that there is only one black crystal fragment? It couldn't bite it, so it was thrown to us because it was useless?" Nigris guessed.

    I changed a few new beans with a few pieces of deeds, adding up to about forty one, and then put a god fragments. The small paws of the evil god stretched it over and suddenly stuck.

    From the original crack, the little claws could be stretched out together with the arms, but for some reason, the crack shrank. The little claws could not even extend their fists, and only two claw toes could be squeezed through. They were short and fat, like a  A pair of small scissors.

    Unable to stretch it out, the claws retracted and the crack disappeared.

    It was useless to put anything on the handle of the evil god statue, and the little claw never appeared again.

    "Could it be that this kind of crack has an energy limit? It cannot be opened by consuming light?" Negris guessed.

    The evil god¡¯s claws couldn¡¯t reach out, and they couldn¡¯t verify it for a while. They had to put it aside for now, and everyone focused on the black crystal fragment.

    "Are you sure it is really the fragment of the king?" Luther asked in a low voice. As for why he had to "quietly", he didn't know. He just lowered his voice subconsciously.

    "How do I know?" Negris also lowered his voice subconsciously: "I have never seen a broken immortal king, but the color and texture look similar."

    "Is there a way to verify it? Hit it with a hammer?" Luther suggested.

    "Are you crazy? What if it breaks into pieces? Without the infusion of the king's soul energy, even the real Chaos Black Crystal may not be able to withstand the hammer." Negris said.

    "Then what should we do? You can't just say yes or no if you say no. This question must be clarified. Is the king dead?" Luther said seriously.

    Nigris sneered: "Even if this is Chaos Black Crystal, the king will not necessarily die. Will he die if his body is broken? You are too young to see the king die."

    "Yes, yes, but we have to find a way to verify it" Just after saying this, Ange suddenly reached out and took the black crystal fragment.

    I saw him holding it in the palm of his hand, and the soul flame rose up in his palm, wrapping the black crystal fragments and burning them. After a while, Ange suddenly stepped back.to cooperate.

    Seeing this, Nigris suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I remembered it, Piero Anthony seemed to have told me that Duroken is some kind of soul conductor, and he likes to play music the most."

    "Music? Is it the kind of hymns? Or the kind that the Minotaur usually hums?" Luther asked puzzledly. His understanding of music was probably those hymns from the Church of Light, what's "Harry Road-Mi"  Sea-Portia' or something like that.

    Or maybe the tauren hum when they dance. Compared to the things they hum, Luther prefers their dance. It seems to be called tap dance. The rhythm of the dance is bright and clear. It is very fun and makes onlookers endure it.  I can't help but want to join in.

    "It's a pity that ordinary people have to wear special shoes to step out like a cow's hooves.

    "The Brass Dragon spreads its hands. If you ask it about common sense, or ask about music, wouldn't that embarrass it?

    The God of Knowledge doesn¡¯t understand, let alone others. He doesn¡¯t even know what the equipment in the hall is for.

    The only thing that can be understood is that there is a high hat and a baton on the table of the main stage. The little zombie ran over and took them in his hands.

    "This is the conductor's top hat and baton," Nigris said. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little zombie put the hat on his head.

    It was just a hat, so he just put it on, and Nigris didn¡¯t care. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ange running over quickly, slashing the little zombie¡¯s neck with a knife, and cutting off its head.

    "Ange, you're crazy" Negris thought that Ange was crazy, and he opened his mouth to curse, but he saw the head of the little zombie on the ground, covered with a black liquid-like thing, and was constantly screaming.  It squirmed and quickly gnawed away all the flesh on the head, then transformed back into a hat and placed it on the bare skull.

    Luther gasped, fearfully touched his forehead and face, and picked up the hat. In fact, he also saw the hat. If the little zombie didn't get it first, he would take it and put it on his head.  Go on, then this hat will be chewing on his head.

    The little zombie with the missing head stretched out his hands, staggered around like a drunk, turned a few times, and bumped into the little angel.

    If it was normal, the little angel would have punched it in the face, but this time he didn't hit anyone, but held its hand and let out a yelp.

    The little zombie immediately became obedient and stood still.

    Ange used the pollination technique to blow the hat open, then picked up the little zombie¡¯s head, found a suitable replacement joint, and fastened it back on its neck.

    ??Then use the facial cleansing technique, starting from the neck, to activate its skin and flesh growth, and the skin and flesh on the face will grow back, but the hair will not grow back for a while.

    The newly grown skin was a little tender. Luther couldn't help but come over and poke it, and said with envy: "It's a lot tenderer. It's easier to use than a facial mask."

    boom!  The little zombie punched him on the cheek.

    While others were joking around, Ange curiously picked up the hat.

    As soon as the hat touched his hand bones, it immediately melted into a puddle and squirmed like jelly, crawling up Ange's hand bones.

    Ange¡¯s elbow had a soul flame. It was originally intended to block the jelly¡¯s upward movement, but who knew that the jelly immediately fell on the soul flame, stopped climbing, and desperately absorbed the soul flame.

    "It's absorbing the soul flame. It feeds on soul energy? What is this?" Nigris said in surprise.

    "Don't you even recognize me?" Luther was surprised: "If you feed on souls, aren't you just eating ghosts?"

    "How come a spirit-eating monster looks like this No, you guessed it right. Although it is not a spirit-eating monster, it is a modified thing based on a spirit-eating monster." Negris said.

    "Haha, right, I'm right." Luther put his hands on his hips.

    Negris murmured in confusion: "Who is so insidious that he transformed the ghost-eating monster into a hat and placed it here?"

    "Could it be the Lich King Duroken you are talking about?" Luther asked.

    While they were guessing, Ange had already transferred a large amount of soul energy. At first, the hat jumped on his arm and sucked it, and later Ange poured it directly into it.

    As for soul energy, what Anger has is that he hasn¡¯t used the quick-death aura recently and has accumulated a lot of it to see how much it can absorb.

    A large amount of soul energy poured in, filling it like a pool of liquid. The spirit-eating monster kept shrinking, shrinking, shrinking, and quickly shrank back to its original hat shape.

    Ange still didn¡¯t stop, and the soul energy continued to pour in, filling the spirit-eating monster with flames.

    Soon, the hat made a sound of "uh", like a burp, and at the same time sent a painful message: I can't eat anymore

    ??If you like the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons, please collect it: the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He burped and at the same time sent out a painful message: I can't eat anymore

    ??If you like the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons, please collect it: the exotic land reclamation with vegetable planting skeletons is updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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