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Chapter 229 The Powerful Sacred Artifact, the Sacred Bone Staff! (Seeking monthly votes!)

Ivan knew perfectly well that the voice came from the Holy Son!

Based on the information Dick had given him, Ivan tentatively asked, "So you—have been watching the show all along?"

The message continued to arrive from the Bone Saint, but the tone and emotion were indiscernible, as if the speaker was stating things in a detached and emotionless manner.

"It's quite interesting."

"These blasphemous people have been exploiting my reluctance to manifest in the material world, using hazy dreams to lull me into a deep sleep, thereby stealing my power."

"But you have His blessing upon you, and we have met before."

"You haven't forgotten, have you? You used the Silver Key to spy on me while I was sleeping?"

Ivan coughed and said, "It's a misunderstanding, Your Highness."

At this point, Ivan was basically certain that the Bone Saint was not an extraordinary monster devoid of any human emotions.

From these words, Ivan could sense that this person must be a nice person, perhaps even someone who likes to joke around.

As for the issue of tone and intonation.

Evan analyzed that it wasn't that the other party lacked tone, but rather that his current level of understanding only allowed him to barely receive this information.

You can't hear any sound, tone, emotion, or anything else.

It's like the other party sent you a video about the 5G era.

My ability to process information is still stuck in the 2G text era.

They can only receive the most basic information through text.

The influence, the voice, the tone, the movements—all gone.

The messages from the Holy Son continued to arrive.

"The mark I left on you awakened me the moment you entered this space."

"Ha, it's quite amusing to watch these rats die in such a dramatic and impotent rage."

Ivan nodded knowingly: "So, Your Highness, what are your plans next?"

The skeletal holy child said, "The work of his birth is complete."

The moment the words fell, a small spatial rift suddenly appeared.

Then a figure that looked incredibly familiar to Ivan walked out—

Morais!

Morales was still in a dream, and strode over with lifeless eyes.

At that moment, Ivan instantly understood: "Those ghouls last time had already chosen Morales as a vessel to help you?"

The Bone Saint: "This child is exceptionally talented. His spiritual potential is extremely high, and he also possesses a remarkably strong thirst for knowledge."

"And he has a stable and gentle personality."

"I know he's your friend, don't worry."

"It will not do any harm to this child to accept my incarnation; on the contrary, it will enable this child to protect himself in the great changes to come."

Ivan nodded; at this point, he had no right to refuse.

Then Ivan saw that half of the egg-like substance inside the giant egg above his head had disappeared.

These powers transformed into a soft, grayish-white light and merged into Morales's body.

Then a crack appeared, and Morais vanished instantly.

After sending Morales away, Ivan saw that the remaining half of the contents inside also flew out on its own.

At that moment, a corpse flew over from a distance.

This is a gargoyle with a surface covered in rock textures, but its structure is severely damaged.

It was Moro from before.

Evan muttered to himself as he read this.

"This guy was always putting on airs, I thought he was really strong and had some amazing trick up his sleeve—"

"After all that, I was killed by the aftershocks!"

Then Evan thought about it again: "That's true. There are plenty of people who can't tell their own worth and always think they can reap the benefits."

"If I didn't have this cheat code and the backup plans I've accumulated over the past few days, my fate wouldn't have been any different from theirs!"

Evan has always had a fairly clear understanding of his own nature and abilities.

At that moment, the white light was directly injected into Moro's damaged body, and in an instant, it completely restored Moro's body.

When "Moro" opened its eyes again, its body had grown from about two meters to four meters.

His previously normal body transformed into a statue filled with a sacred and mysterious aura.

The stone body shimmered with a warm, grayish-white luster, and ancient, solemn runes were engraved in every texture of the rock, exuding an aura of inviolable majesty.

The voice of the skeletal Son of God: "Moro is the vessel chosen by the believers."

"His duty was to die here, and then I would use his body to become a new icon."

"This holy statue will remain in the Dreamland for a long time to come, suppressing those blasphemous and frenzied beings."

"If you ever have the chance to visit the underground world of Dreamland in the future, you are welcome to do so."

Then another spatial rift appeared out of nowhere, and as the statue took off on its own, a thought came through.

"The remaining one-third of my strength is a gift to you, and a reward for your hard work all the way here."

"As an expert, you have survived to this day in battles at the higher levels thanks to your special talent."

"They also killed the lords and masters who tried to steal my power."

"Arkham, you are worthy of this final reward."

"Make good use of this power, interesting kid."

After he finished speaking, the statue disappeared into the crack.

As the statue disappeared, Ivan heard a series of strange friction sounds.

Looking up, one could see that the eggshell, which was supported by the two pairs of huge wings, was rapidly shattering into tiny fragments.

Then, under Ivan's watchful gaze, those millimeter-sized fragments continuously compressed, combined, and deformed—

Finally, it coalesced into a staff with intricate and mysterious patterns, and was entirely gray and white!

The cane is about 90 centimeters long and is made of what appears to be high-quality ash wood.

At its end is a sphere that is easy to hold, with exquisite carvings that are intricate and elegant.

A faint, almost imperceptible aura of holiness seemed to flow between the lines.

"Pick it up and try it."

The voice of the skeletal saint came from it.

Ivan walked over and pinched the cane between two fingers.

This walking stick is not small for a normal person.

But at this moment, for Evan, who is 2.8 meters tall, the size is no different from a slightly larger toothpick.

But the moment Evan touched the cane, he heard a click from deep within his mind.

It was as if one's spirituality was completely locked to this cane.

After the lock was completed, a large number of memories flooded Ivan's mind.

Looking at these memories, Ivan's lips curled up uncontrollably.

"Holy crap! That feels amazing! No wonder it's a sacred artifact!"

According to the information left behind by the Holy Son, this thing is called the Holy Bone Staff.

It is classified as a sacred artifact, which is equivalent to a first-level magical artifact!

Its original purpose was to provide the Holy Son with an everyday tool that would be appropriate for this era after his arrival.

Its shape resembles a male walking stick made of what appears to be ash wood.

The cane itself possesses the ability to conceal the aura of a transcendent being, so it can be taken out openly without being detected by any extraordinary being below the transcendent level.

An anomaly has occurred.

It has two core characteristics.

The first characteristic is hardness.

This thing is incredibly hard; it requires power beyond the level of a transcendent being to destroy it.

The second characteristic: deformation.

This cane can transform into the following eight forms based on the user's needs:

Chain sword: The cane structure decomposes into a chain sword with hundreds of tiny blades, capable of large-area attacks.

Rifle: Combining the user's thinking, it transforms into a rifle capable of automatic aiming.

Ritual Knife: Transforms into a ritual knife that can continuously accumulate spirituality and record ritual arrays, increasing the success rate of related magic and rituals. Spear: Can transform into a spear that temporarily carries extraordinary properties and can automatically return after being thrown.

Gauntlets: They can transform into an indestructible skeletal gauntlet.

Umbrella: It has become an umbrella that shelters you from the wind and rain and is indestructible.

Chains: They transform into a skeletal chain that can extend up to twenty meters, which can prevent the flow of spiritual energy in those bound to it.

Suction Cup: It can suck out souls that are no higher than its own rank.

After the morphology description is complete, the final information is displayed.

Since this is a companion artifact, as long as one can gain the approval of the Bone Saint, there is no cost to using this holy artifact.

After seeing the eight forms and their special abilities, Ivan couldn't help but let out a hoarse, strange laugh.

"Awesome!!"

"Although this thing doesn't possess any particularly overpowered extraordinary abilities as a sacred artifact, all eight of its forms are extremely practical!"

"Not to mention that it doesn't require paying any price, that's already incredibly impressive!"

"Just the fact that it's incredibly sturdy is satisfying to look at!"

"As my physique has improved along the way, my only attack methods are my fists and poisonous blood."

"Conventional weapons would shatter after a couple of swings."

"This means I don't have much of an advantage when making small attacks or targeting specific areas."

"Anyone weaker than me can be punched through with a fist!"

"Those with stronger physiques than me, no matter what, can't break through!"

"But things are different now!"

After summarizing, Evan, to prevent any accidents, quickly put the cane back into his storage space.

Seeing that the transformation time was about to arrive, Ivan immediately returned to a safe spot far away from the ghoul horde.

Then, a dozen seconds later, Ivan suddenly felt an indescribable, intense pain.

Then he found his vision starting to drop rapidly, and he felt an indescribable weakness throughout his body.

Its size kept shrinking, its wings quickly contracted, its scales and mane kept falling away, and the distorted shape of its head gradually returned to normal.

The unique form of the Nine Dragon Tyrant dissipated as the effects of the potion gradually wore off.

At the same time, strange roars kept ringing in his ears, and his mind was completely muddled.

The pain of having every tissue and muscle in his body completely torn apart assaulted his rationality and self-awareness.

After all, during the transformation and restoration process, the bones of his brain, body, and all his muscles undergo a physiological restructuring.

Especially when you hear the sound of your head being constantly turned and the skull bones rubbing against each other in your ears—

Eben instinctively worried that this state would crush his brain.

This state, combined with the impact of the potion's side effects, is terrifying.

It was no longer the usual eerie whispers, but rather caused Ivan to experience hallucinations and self-doubt.

"It feels like all my blood has drained away—"

"My eyes seem to be going blind!"

"My head is going to explode!"

The feeling was very real. Evan felt as if blood was constantly flowing out of his body, and his body was getting weaker and weaker. At the same time, he felt his vision getting darker and darker, and he seemed to be gradually unable to see things clearly.

This torturous state caused him to instinctively fall into intense fear.

Those murky whispers echoed repeatedly in his mind.

Tell him over and over that he is dying, that his blood is being drained, that his bones are breaking from the inside out —

This kind of hallucination is extremely deadly.

Because ordinary superhumans cannot accurately quantify their bodies, they only have a general sense of what their bodies are like.

Once such intense self-doubt arises, it can even lead to the situation where one scares themselves to death.

Fortunately, Evan had the help of the control panel at this time.

In a panic, Ivan quickly looked at the attribute panel.

"No bleeding debuff, no brain damage debuff, no blindness debuff!"

"A hallucination! It's all a hallucination!"

The relevant data on the attribute panel quickly helped Evan correct his perception.

In addition, the permanent reduction in pain granted by the Copper Elixir from the past, along with the adaptations gained from all the battles, combined with the additional 200% spiritual strength from the Spiritual Moon.

With these four measures combined, Evan quickly stabilized his mental state, which had been gripped by self-doubt.

As his mental state stabilized, Ivan immediately felt the constant bleeding and his vision darkening gradually subside. "So that's how it is—transcendence is a relatively idealistic state."

The more you doubt yourself, the more terrifying the negative effects will be.

"If you are confident enough, those effects will dissipate."

While pondering the situation, Ivan looked at the records on the panel regarding the losses incurred.

Due to the potion chain effect caused by Moonlight Potion and Penetrating Potion, he endured the injection side effects of three basic potions this time.

Fortunately, his strong physical condition and drug resistance allowed him to barely withstand the terrifying side effects of the three magical potions.

[You have been injected with a fast-acting gecko potion: Your blood quality has been permanently reduced by 50%; your self-healing ability has been permanently reduced by 50%]

[You have been injected with a fast-acting Night Demon Potion: Your eyesight has decreased, and your physical constitution has permanently decreased by 0.1.]

Your perception has decreased, and your mental state has permanently decreased by 0.1.

Your solar affinity has been permanently reduced by 30%.

[The fast-acting Moonlight Potion you injected: Permanently reduces your blood quality by 20%; Permanently reduces your overall constitution by 0.2.]

Your flexibility has been permanently reduced by 10%.

After seeing these reduced attributes, Ivan couldn't help but sigh.

"Goodness, these attribute drops are really comprehensive!"

"However, this little bit of stuff won't really affect my current attribute panel."

"Take more medicine in the future, and you should be able to recover in about two weeks."

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