Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

Chapter 103 The Mirage Pearl [Part 3]

"You may leave now! I need to go into seclusion for a few days, and no one should disturb me."

Hu Long waved his hand.

Upon hearing this...

Fang Mushang respectfully acknowledged the order, then turned and left.

Looking at the closed door.

Hu Long's gaze fell on the "mirage pearl" on the table in front of him.

It floats on the tabletop, seemingly defying gravity, which is quite mystical.

His eyes showed a thoughtful expression.

Thinking of Fang Mushang's explanation.

He also understood what those figures he had seen at the bottom of the sinkhole were all about.

It must all be the power of this "mirage pearl" that's causing this trouble; even the two black snakes might have been affected by it.

That's why it turned into that enormous shape.

Myths and legends about lips.

There were quite a few on Earth in their previous lives as well.

The records here are largely the same.

Is this just a coincidence, or is there some connection between them?

"However, no corpse was left behind. If it had, the source value it contained would likely have been an extremely large amount."

Hu Long felt it was a great pity.

Hu Long naturally understood the meaning behind Fang Mushang's words.

However, that was not a problem for Hu Long.

"Forget it, why think so much?"

Hu Long's eyes narrowed.

He could clearly sense that consuming this thing would bring him immeasurable benefits.

That intuition was so strong, so clear: "If all else fails, just vomit it out."

He licked his lips, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"I refuse to believe this thing can kill me!"

Thinking this, he reached out and picked up the mirage bead, which was the size of a human head.

Bring it to your mouth.

next moment.

His mouth slowly opened.

At first, it was just a normal opening and closing, but then the corners of his mouth tore open to both sides, all the way to his ears.

The angle of the mouth widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mandible seemed to break free from the constraints of the joint, expanding to an unbelievable extent.

He slowly put that perfectly round, white mirage into his mouth.

Push inwards with both hands.

From the outside, the scene was eerie and terrifying.

Hu Long's neck was slowly stretched open, revealing a rounded contour beneath his skin.

If it weren't for the gluttony talent that enhanced my esophagus.

It's simply impossible to do that.

At this moment, Hu Long only felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was choking.

Fortunately, the bead is round, not square or triangular.

As the arms exert force, the mouth opens and closes, accompanied by the action of swallowing, causing pressure.

The bulging, enormous outline continued to move downwards, expanding the chest cavity and abdomen, until the entire bead, the size of a human head, was completely submerged inside.

Instantly.

His belly was high and round, like that of a woman several months pregnant.

Hu Long looked down at his abdomen, gently pressed it with his hand, and remained expressionless.

I successfully swallowed it. The process was a little uncomfortable, but still bearable.

The feeling was like swallowing a block of ice; a chill swept through the entire body.

Glug!

At that moment, I heard a churning sound coming from my stomach.

Digestion has begun.

At the same time, the chill intensified.

It was visible to the naked eye in an instant.

His hair and eyelashes were covered with a layer of white frost.

This level of cold is enough to freeze an ordinary person to death.

Even Hu Long felt he was starting to feel overwhelmed.

He saw this.

He quickly closed his eyes and visualized the six-armed demonic ape image in his mind, while simultaneously circulating his internal energy.

Accelerate the digestion speed of the "Gluttony Talent" for the "bead".

Behind him, a phantom of a six-armed demonic ape vaguely appeared, its six arms encircling and protecting Hu Long.

At this time.

Wisps of white mist emanated from Hu Long's body, enveloping him and the six-armed demonic ape phantom formed from his aura.

The furniture all around was covered with a layer of frost.

The two guards outside felt a chill.

However, thanks to orders, he dared not leave.

Since this was a detached villa with no other buildings around, the scene did not cause any disturbance.

Hu Long was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

He only kept a sliver of his mind focused on his surroundings, just in case something unexpected happened.

Most of the remaining attention was focused on the images that appeared in my mind.

That feeling was extremely wonderful.

It was as if my consciousness had been forcibly inserted into a strange body.

This is not simply about "seeing" a picture, but about a strong sense of immersion.

He could feel the cool water washing over his body, sense the subtle vibrations beneath the mud, and even feel a slow, primal pulse, the kind that belongs to mollusks.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to him.

This is how it was when my soul merged with this body after I transmigrated here.

It was a mirage pearl; he immediately realized that the pearl contained the memories of its owner.

The scene unfolds slowly.

He transformed into a giant clam.

It was an indescribable experience.

His heavy double shell encased his soft flesh, and he sank to the bottom of a vast swamp.

All around were murky water, decaying vegetation, and miasma rising from the depths of the swamp.

He remained quietly dormant, oblivious to the passage of time.

With each breath, the chilling energy of the swamp was slowly drawn into the shell, settling, condensing, and transforming into something that existed between reality and illusion within the soft flesh.

Year after year, day after day.

The patterns on the shell overlap like tree rings, recording unseen time.

His body grew larger and larger, and his two shells could no longer close completely, revealing smooth, fleshy edges, and his surface was covered with a faint mist.

That was mirage gas that naturally condensed after years of absorbing and exhaling the swamp's energy.

Finally, at a certain moment.

That's the limit.

It is not a painful tearing apart, but a natural shedding.

The enormous shell slowly opened a crack, and he broke free from the shell that had confined him for countless years, like a snake shedding its skin, like a butterfly emerging from its pupa.

The shell was completely empty.

Outside the shell, a creature never seen before took to the air.

It resembles a snake but is not a snake, it resembles a dragon but is not a dragon.

Its body is long and flexible, covered with delicate scales, but it has no claws or horns, and it is quite different from the dragon in legend.

A hazy white mist swirled around him, and amidst the churning mist, the faint outlines of pavilions, towers, mountains, and cities could be seen, flashing by in an instant, like a dream.

It—no, it should be said—was looking down.

The abandoned giant shell still lies at the bottom of the swamp, its opening large.

Then, with a swift movement, he left this place and wandered the world.

During this time.

He saw all sorts of scenery, and some people even tried to capture him.

But they all became his nourishment.

In the world beyond this great swamp.

The world was filled with boundless spiritual energy, strange beasts roamed freely, and powerful evil spirits stood tall.

He once glimpsed from afar a colossal beast, its body as large as a mountain, traversing the wasteland; with each step it took, the earth trembled and rivers changed course.

Finally, he witnessed an extremely dazzling sword light stretch across the sky, cleaving the entire sky in two.

He also suffered a severe injury.

It fell from the sky.

Finally, it arrived at that small rocky sinkhole, lingered on for a while, and then died completely.

Throughout the entire process, Hu Long was unable to control his figure and could only observe the other party's actions from a first-person perspective.

It's like an extremely immersive movie.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Outside, the white mist that had enveloped the room, along with the phantom of the six-armed demonic ape, had completely dissipated and vanished without a trace.

Hu Long's figure, sitting cross-legged, was revealed among them.

Swish!

He suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of white light seemed to pass through his pupils.

If a discerning person were here, they would know that this is the outward manifestation of spiritual power reaching its peak.

At this moment, his previously protruding belly had flattened out.

The mirage pearl he had swallowed had completely disappeared, clearly having been refined and absorbed.

"Has your soul power increased again?"

Hu Long's expression shifted.

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With a slight thought, his third-person perspective, which originally only covered half a meter around him, now extended to more than ten meters away.

Moreover, the field of vision is no longer blurry, and what you see is almost indistinguishable from what you see with your naked eye, as clear as if you were there.

Even the discomfort caused by the four mental imprints had completely disappeared.

Thinking of this, he summoned the control panel and scanned it.

It finally landed on one of the columns of text.

[Soul Talent: Divine Control (Mirage)]

Compared to before.

There have been some changes to this soul talent now.

The name remained unchanged, except for the addition of a line of mirage.

"Is the mirage a transformation of the soul, rather than the physical body?"

Hu Long's eyes flashed.

However, this is understandable.

Mirages can bewitch the mind and can indeed be seen as a kind of spiritual power to some extent.

Thinking this, he stretched out his right hand and opened his palm.