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Chapter 127, Blessing of Sleep

In the center of the pool, a sacred statue appeared in front of Xiao Yang, but only the head was there.

This is the head of the huge statue missing from the hall.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Xiao Yang caught a glimpse of a fleeting glimmer of light on the right eye of the statue's head.

Reaching out his hand, Xiao Yang's fingers carefully touched the azure water in the pool, and then a gain was bestowed upon Xiao Yang.

[Blessing of Sleep: Slowly restores health over a short period of time, and attacks have a divine repelling effect.]

Xiao Yang received such a blessing, which was not a permanent blessing, but at least the blue pool water did not cause any harm to him.

When Xiao Yang touched the pool water, his fingers did not melt away like the body of the man with the vortex mask.

It was a bit surprising to suddenly see such a pool of water in this environment full of cultists.

Now, Xiao Yang has found the lost head of the statue of the Dormition, but why is he here, and what are the words engraved on this metal bracket?
"The terrified believers overthrew their useless god?"

Before he could think about this sentence carefully, something unexpected happened. Just as its fingers touched the blue pool water, the man-rat nailed to the cross suddenly raised its head.

The human's face had a ferocious expression and red eyes. There was not a trace of intelligence in it, only the mindless madness of a wild beast.

The huge deformed human-rat struggled violently on the metal cross, causing the cross to shake. At the same time, a shrill and sharp howl rang out.

Such a movement interrupted Xiao Yang's thoughts. Looking up, Xiao Yang saw the deformed human-rat struggling to escape from the metal cross.

Now is not the time to think!

Xiao Yang once again grasped his rusty giant axe and strode towards the deformed human-rat.

The shrill howling was not just an angry cry. Every sharp howl was causing Xiao Yang's spirit to fluctuate, and every howl could subtract five points from Xiao Yang's spirit.

One sound, two sounds, three sounds.

Xiao Yang's spirit was constantly declining, but it was not a big problem. Xiao Yang had gradually become accustomed to the ups and downs of his spiritual attributes, and the loss of spirit was just a small problem. The most difficult thing was what followed this shrill howl.

Every howl brings a group of hand disease infected people here.

From the broken sewer passage on the ceiling, and from the connected sewer passages around this lower tunnel square.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang dealt with the vortex-faced people in this area very cleanly, and there were no vortex-faced people among the hand disease infected people who were constantly called.

Otherwise the situation would be very dire.

It was only now that Xiao Yang saw the patient with mild hand infection for the first time.

He was thin, with nails and sparse fingers growing on a small part of his body, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Xiao Yang could see this patient with mild hand disease very clearly, because at this moment a patient with mild hand disease falling from the ceiling was almost right in front of him.

Xiao Yang heard the chaotic whispers.

"Great Holder, Destination of Death, Pale Sleeper!"

The whispering had not yet ended when Xiao Yang decisively chopped the hand disease infected person in front of him to death with an axe. In his repeated encounters with the evil god, Xiao Yang gained some valuable experience.

Don't look, don't listen, use your fists, your axe, or whatever.

Now he is implementing these experiences. Xiao Yang can sense the effect of the Sleep Blessing.

Xiao Yang's attack was accompanied by a faint blue light. For these hand disease infected people, his damage was almost increased by half, and it was not just the damage that was increased.

Those infected with the hand disease who were killed by Xiao Yang began to melt, and their flesh and blood melted.

This is a good thing, because Xiao Yang has already seen the existence of the knuckle summoner among the subsequent hand disease infected people.

If no corpses appear after being killed, the disgustingness of these Knuckle Summoners will be greatly reduced.

This blessing of rest is a very targeted blessing. The divine repelling effect it provides not only increases Xiao Yang's damage to those infected with hand disease, but also greatly restrains those with flesh and blood deformities.

However, there is also a disadvantage. If the bodies of these hand disease infected people are completely dissolved, then Xiao Yang's dropped items will also disappear.

The corpses no longer exist and have turned into a pool of colorless and tasteless water, so there is naturally no chance of dropping items. But fortunately, experience can still be obtained normally.

Moreover, it is not impossible to rescue the dropped loot. As long as you pick it up before the corpse completely dissolves, you can rescue the loot that dissipated with the corpse.

But there is no need.

For most people infected with hand diseases, the most common items they drop are gray nails, gray fingers, disorganized limbs, and other miscellaneous items. These are really useless little pieces of trash that are difficult to sell even at a discount price.

Xiao Yang didn't feel particularly bad about these messy things.

Not long after the battle began, chaos broke out around Xiao Yang, and with the heavyweights entering one by one, it became difficult for Xiao Yang to move forward.

In this chaotic battle, Xiao Yang's goal has always been to kill the thing that keeps making noises first, and he is preparing to do so now.

But in the current situation, it is really difficult to do this.

The most important point is that Xiao Yang's spirit can no longer bear it.

The howling of the deformed rats, the twisted hands summoned by the knuckle summoners, these curious things can not only summon the twisted hands from the bodies of dead hand disease infected people, but also the living hand disease infected people can be their summoning materials.

After being cast a spell by the Knuckle Summoner, the hand disease infected people, some with ferocious expressions, some in a trance and dull, began to lose flesh and blood. The flesh and blood separated from their bodies and fell to the ground, evolving into twisted palms.

When all the blood and flesh on their bodies fell off, those infected with the hand disease naturally died and fell to the ground.

Such a bizarre and bloody scene was constantly being played out, and Xiao Yang was being fed by these twisted hands in the process.

The spirit is constantly falling.

Sixty, fifty, forty, thirty-five.

The momentum of the charge was not so smooth due to the obstruction of those flesh dissolvers.

Xiao Yang does not have the capital to fight a protracted war, but in the current situation, a quick victory is not very realistic.

Things suddenly became difficult.

Fortunately, the mistake of light and darkness gave Xiao Yang some room for error.

It’s time to add some more stuff!
Xiao Yang had made preparations for such a situation.

(End of this chapter)