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Chapter 445 Harvest

In an instant.

From bones sprout new shoots, and flesh and blood grow.

The dwarf king's bony right hand, missing most of its flesh, regenerated a thin membrane of flesh at a visible speed after being nourished by the transparent liquid.

In no time, the thin membrane of flesh that was constantly wriggling on the bones quickly filled the missing flesh on the dwarf king's right arm, and it grew back into a complete right arm.

"Gulp."

After the dwarf king licked the last few drops of clear, spring-like liquid from the silver-white wine jug into his mouth.

His right arm, which was just moments before bare and bloodied, was now exactly the same as his left arm.

Under the influence of the "Fountain of Immortality," this reborn arm did not experience any period of weakness; instead, it became just like Etrigue's left hand.

His bronze arms were covered with bulging muscles.

The slightest tremor of every muscle seemed to contain an incredibly terrifying power.

With a little more practice, this arm can unleash incredible power, just like Etri's original arm.

He vigorously shoved the silver-white wine jug into his mouth a few times, and when he couldn't get a single drop of clear liquid out, the dwarf king smacked his lips and a look of regret appeared on his face.

Pity.

Last time, I crafted a divine artifact for that mysterious Eastern deity, and only in return did I manage to obtain this small half-pot of "Fountain of Immortality," but it was all used up in no time.

I wonder if I'll be able to exchange a "Fountain of Immortality" with that mysterious Eastern deity again next time.

Oh.

By the way, according to that guy, this "Fountain of Immortality" is called "Red Fountain" in their hometown of Qiushan.

This spring water has the same effect as the "Fountain of Immortality," but it's not red at all, so why is it called the "Red Spring"?

That's a really strange way of addressing someone.

After a while, Etri, whose emotions were running high, returned to himself.

Feeling the various sensations returning to his right hand, the dwarf king reached out and squeezed the air, creating a distinct sonic boom.

"puff!"

That's terrifying wrist strength.

If this kind of force were applied to an ordinary person, it could probably crush them into a pulp.

After a brief moment of reflection, Erin looked up at the dwarf king Etri and said, "The evil god's corruption has been purified, so now we should proceed with the final step."

After hearing Erin's voice.

Overwhelmed with emotion, the dwarf king suppressed his excitement and nodded to Erin.

Then with Erin.

They arrived before the three white candles representing the Trinity.

Even though only a few minutes had passed since Erin summoned the "Light of Purification" to purify the Dwarf King's arm, in those short few minutes, the three white candles, each the length of an adult's forearm, had already burned down to the length of a fingertip.

Within the bright candlelight barrier, a faint yet exceptionally powerful black mist was constantly impacting the barrier, accelerating the burning of the white candle.

In the middle of the three candles, where the black candle had originally been, there was nothing left except a black stain that looked like a dirt mark.

When the dwarf king, whose right arm had just been reborn and whose face was full of joy, saw the candle supporting the candlelight barrier burn down to only a small part at an incredible speed, he was suddenly startled.

Taking a deep breath, the Dwarf King asked Erin, "What should I do next?"

Upon hearing this, Erin, who had walked up to the Dwarf King, said calmly, "From now on, all you need to do is stand behind me and not move."

talking.

Erin reached into the void, and the Angel Scepter, engraved with angel reliefs, appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, after taking a deep breath, Erin's spirituality formed a special power fluctuation, which flowed into the [Angel's Scepter] through his bold palm.

"Buzz!"

When that special power fluctuation entered the [Angel's Scepter]...

The source of power that had been dormant deep within the Angel's Scepter was awakened once again.

next second.

Guided by that special power fluctuation, the power source of the [Angel's Scepter] was activated and surged out in accordance with Erin's guidance.

【Protection】

[Extreme Strength]

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As Erin's will surged.

A powerful holy light shield formed in front of Erin, and then Erin raised his huge angel scepter and smashed it down on the already crumbling candlelight barrier.

"Snap!"

With a faint sound, the wisp of "death aura" that had just broken free from the candlelight barrier collided violently with the [Angel's Scepter], which was radiating holy light.

boom!

With a sudden burst of brilliant white light, a blazing silver-white flame erupted from the angel's scepter, instantly engulfing the entire secret chamber.

In the blink of an eye.

The makeshift altar was made with leftover spiritual materials that Erin hadn't yet processed...

Between those radiant black and white lights, it was reduced to ashes.

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A long time passed.

Surrounded by the blazing white light that seemed to purify and incinerate all the impurities in the world, the "death" black aura was slowly and painstakingly burned away.

Finally, they circled around Arlin and the Dwarf King, but after failing to find what they were looking for, they realized they hadn't found anything.

It then dispersed on its own, allowing the holy, silvery-white flames to completely obliterate it.

Looking at the "death" black aura that was completely incinerated in the void by the silvery-white flames, a trace of emotion flashed in Erin's eyes.

As expected, it is a terrifying existence that can even cause evil gods to "die".

Although it doesn't possess the same extreme aggression and contamination as the aura of an evil god, in terms of how difficult it is to deal with, this wisp of "death" aura is in no way inferior to that of the aura of an evil god.

If it weren't for the aura of "death" just now, I wouldn't have been able to find the aura of the "evil god" I was targeting, and I would have lost my meaning and mission.

If they disperse on their own.

It seems that Erin will have to exhaust most of the [Angel's Scepter]'s power to extinguish this wisp of deathly aura.

Even a mere wisp of breath is so troublesome.

This is enough to reveal just how terrifying and dreadful the owners of these two auras are.

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A few minutes later.

When the door to the secret room opened again.

This secret chamber, which Odin commissioned to be built at great expense and is engraved with various exquisite reliefs, now seems to have been plowed over by something and is on the verge of collapse.

Not only was the magical barrier that Odin had spent a fortune to set up destroyed.

The interior of the secret room was also subjected to a terrifying ordeal.

The walls, once adorned with exquisite reliefs, are now filled with smoke and fire. Even their location seems to have been shifted outwards by some great force, making the secret room appear much larger.

The four large pillars supporting the secret chamber in the center now seemed to have been violated, as if they had been forcibly slimmed down.

Many of them have become darker and their figures have become much "slimmer".

And it was precisely because they were so slender that the four pillars seemed unable to continue supporting the weight of the secret chamber.

This made the secret chamber and the palace above it extremely precarious.

When the door to the secret chamber was first opened, the horrific scene inside truly shocked many of the guards standing outside.

If it weren't for the joyful expression on the face of the dwarf king as he emerged from the secret chamber, the golden-armored guards would have almost thought that the dwarf king had suffered some kind of terrifying attack in the chamber.

"call!"

Having just stepped out of the secret chamber, Erin let out a soft sigh of relief as he left the dark space, his face showing signs of fatigue.

Although it didn't take Arlin too long to help the dwarf king Etri purify the evil god's corruption and the aura of death, Arlin did it.

But in fact.

Whether it was setting up those ritual spells, drawing upon the "purifying light" to cleanse the evil god's corruption, or finally using the [Angel's Scepter] to purify that wisp of "death" aura, all of these methods consumed a great deal of Erin's mental and physical strength.

Even Erin's strong spirit became unusually exhausted.

At this moment, Erin wished he could just close his eyes, lie down on the ground, and start snoring away.

Fortunately, he remained rational and rejected the idea.

the other side.

The dwarf king, his clothes riddled with holes ignited by sparks, looked just as exhausted as Erin.

As white bones sprouted and flesh grew, it consumed not only the dwarf king's life force but also his mysterious spirituality.

Although most of this consumption was borne by the "Fountain of Immortality," Aitri's consumption was also considerable.

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After glancing at the golden-armored guards surrounding the palace, Erin yawned and said to the dwarf king:

"I'm going back to get some sleep and recover my energy. If anything unusual happens to your right hand during this time, have someone wake me up."

"Okay, I've got it."

After responding, the Dwarf King placed his right hand on his chest and solemnly said to Erin, "Thank you for your help this time, Lord Erin. From now on, you will be the best friend of the Dwarf race."

"The dwarves' best friend? That sounds pretty good."

Hearing this, Erin seemed to be in a good mood, and after a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth, she murmured something.

Ailin, whose mind was slightly squinting, did not continue exchanging pleasantries with the Dwarf King.

He went straight back to the accommodation that Queen Frikas had arranged for him.

The dwarf king, standing still, watched Arryn depart.

He took a big step and turned to walk towards the still bustling banquet hall.

The Dwarf King's right hand, in terms of sheer size, was much thicker than that of a strong adult man.

The dwarf king, having grown such a large chunk of flesh again, consumed more than just his own spirituality and energy.

Although the powerful vitality and mysterious energy contained in the Fountain of Immortality offset most of the dwarf king's own consumption, the dwarf king, now completely exhausted, was not only listless but also unbearably hungry.

and so.

Before finding a place to get a good night's sleep, Ettri felt he should rush into that enticingly fragrant banquet and feast to his heart's content.

He should properly nourish his internal organs and replenish the nutrients his body urgently needs.

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Not long after.

King Etri, the dwarf king, strode back into the banquet hall.

When he reappeared at the banquet, he didn't go to Odin, nor did he return to the other dwarves. Instead, he picked up a roasted ibex from a nearby table and began to feast on it.

The enormous dwarf king attracted a lot of attention as soon as he entered the banquet hall.

Queen Fricka, residing on the second floor of the banquet hall, looked through the crowd and her gaze fell upon the Dwarf King's right hand, which had already removed its glove. A hint of shock flashed in her azure eyes.

"That little guy actually purified such a serious evil god's pollution."

Looking at the Dwarf King's right hand, which was exactly the same as his left hand and had completely lost its previous rotten and deformed appearance, Frika could hardly describe the shock in her heart.

While purifying the dwarf king from the evil god's corruption, it also restored his rotting right hand to its original state. Even Asgard, where magic was at its peak, could not achieve such a feat.

Odin, the god-king standing beside Frika, remained expressionless, as if he had expected this scene and was not surprised at all.

"I told you, you underestimate that guy."

"However, strictly speaking, his healing of the Dwarf King in Asgard was also a good thing for us."

As he spoke, a glint of light flashed in Odin's eyes.

Although it has been largely determined that the dwarves' trip was not to test Asgard's strength, the inherently suspicious Loki has not completely ruled out the worst-case scenario.

Fortunately.

Whether the Dwarf King truly came to Asgard seeking help, secretly tested Asgard's strength, or was simply being used by someone with ulterior motives, it doesn't matter.

Anyway.

Asgard's assistance in quickly resolving the Dwarf King's hidden dangers also indirectly proves that Asgard remains as powerful as ever.

After all, connections are also a part of strength.

Through this point.

While appeasing and showing favor to the dwarves, it also demonstrated once again the power and inviolability of Asgard to those ambitious individuals hiding in the shadows.

Regardless of the outcome, it will at least make those ambitious individuals who harbor ill intentions towards Asgard more wary of Asgard.

Queen Fricka, who had also thought of this, nodded in agreement.

"You're right, no matter what, this is a good thing for Asgard."

"For us, this is a pleasant surprise."

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Meanwhile, Fricka and "Odin" noticed the return of the Dwarf King.

The two dwarven elders who were drinking with Thor also noticed their king.

And when their drunken, hazy eyes swept over the Dwarf King's exposed, bronze-colored right hand, which looked as if it had been cast in steel.

Those two pairs of hazy, drunken eyes widened instantly.

The hint of intoxication in his eyes evaporated instantly.

"This is······"

(End of this chapter)