233 Chapter 195: Great Harvest, Divine Life [1/2]
Divinity was the source of divine power, equivalent to the bloodline power of ordinary life.
It was a supernatural existence far beyond the imagination of mortals that contained infinite power.
Richard looked at the night elf in front of him. It had a delicate and beautiful face. It had fair skin and a specifically vast chest because of the chains.
For a moment, his expression was quite interesting.
He had never thought he could obtain a soul that could satisfy the ancient god statue in this place.
Did the goddess of luck do something indescribable to him last night while he was sleeping?
It was too comfortable... "Hahaha!"
He could have more in the future if he had nothing to do. He could still bear it.
Next time, he had better pick up a few artifacts for nothing.
He took a few deep breaths to suppress the excitement in his heart.
It was a bloody profit!
Not to mention that the corpses of hundreds of wyverns could recruit dozens of crown soldiers. Just this divine soul alone was a great harvest.
Just as he was about to make a choice, the restrained night elf's body suddenly emitted a supremely intoxicating aura.
At this moment, it was as if an abyss demon that could destroy the world was born in his body.
Mighty pressure like the collapse of a lofty mountain surged forth.
In an instant, the soul flames of the surrounding troop swayed wildly under that pressure, like a candle in a storm that one could extinguish at any time.
Richard's expression changed.
The power of an evil god!
When the evil god Ankham of the Dark Temple revealed its aura, it was severely similar to this power.
Under the impact of the incomparably powerful aura, the chains as thick as a thumb made clear cracking sounds.
Large cracks began to appear.
The sturdy chains were now as fragile as mud.
Richard felt an indescribable danger.
Every cell in his body warned him.
He smelled the scent of death.
Without hesitation, he activated the ancient god statue in his hand with a thought.
In an instant.
The dark aura on the ancient god statue surged out and directly enveloped the night elf's body.
The terrifying evil god's pressure seemed to have met its natural enemy. It formed a phantom and roared as it struggled free.
At the same time, Richard heard the roars of countless abyss demons as if he was in a vengeful-spirit-filled sea of blood.
The dark light of the ancient god statue suddenly transformed into countless ferocious arms, forcefully pulling the distorted soul out of the night elf's body.
A soul with a face of a night elf, but demonic wings on its back appeared in the air.
The other party was unwillingly madly attacking the light of the statue of the ancient god.
The demonic roar that Richard heard became increasingly shrill and terrifying. If an ordinary person heard it, they would probably go crazy.
The light of the statue was like the sturdiest cage. No matter how hard it attacked, it was useless.
Countless illusory arms gradually dragged the divine soul away.
When the soul starkly entered the statue, the terrifying pressure and the resentful roar that pierced through the eardrums suddenly disappeared.
As if nothing had happened. The only sound in the air was the sound of the wind blowing against the rocks.
And at this time, the dark light that the ancient god statue emitted became increasingly terrifying.
Richard wiped the sweat off his forehead and let out a long breath.
He was just a bystander, but the pressure still made him almost unable to breathe.
Only now did he directly realize the power of the divine soul.
It was a kind of pressure from the level of life that seeped into the soul.
Even if his talent was already exaggerated enough, he still could not avoid it.
He became excited again after he returned to his senses.
It was good to be strong.
He liked strong.
Now, this terrifying soul was his.
He would fight for him in the future.
His spiritual power spread out.
He carefully sensed the statue of the ancient god in his hand.
That divine soul was currently locked in the space in the statue center. And it crazily attacked the surroundings.
The illusionary arms of the statue had turned into tentacles at this time.
Various circles wrapped around the soul, assimilating it into a part of itself.
He opened the attribute panel.
[Ancient God Statue]
[Level: Special]
[Status: Soul Transformation]
******
At the bottom, Richard saw the Black Gold System's notification.
[Divine soul is being transformed. You can invest divinity or divine power to increase its potential. The more you invest, the stronger the transformed soul will be.]
'Invest divinity to increase its potential?'
Richard's eyes lit up. But he instantly frowned again.
How could he have such a thing?
He could not help but pat his forehead the moment this thought arose.
He seemed to have it.
He opened the system space.
A box carved out of gemstones was placed in the corner.
There was a drop in the divine power of the evil god inside.
They were the spoils of war he obtained from killing the evil god's will in the Dark Temple using the method of mutual destruction.
He doesn't know how to use it because it was too high-end. So he kept it temporarily.
Without hesitation, he took out the gemstone box.
In an instant, an evil aura gushed out.
Although the gemstone box blocked it, it was still terrifying. It seemed that Richard was not holding the box but the heart of a giant dragon.
The craftsman carved the gemstone box on purpose.
The rare resources could withstand the powerful energy and could barely be used to store this drop of divine power.
He held the ancient god statue and slowly opened the box to calm his mind.
The intensely paralyzing pressure surged again. It was like a volcano that had been silent for a long time and erupted at this moment.
The world paled in comparison.
Even Richard felt his soul creak as if a giant hand squeezed it.
