Chapter 718

Finally bluffed her away...

Trying his best to maintain the conspirator persona, standing with his hands behind his back and looking indifferently, waiting for the Dream Realm to close, until all twenty thousand Goddesses of Wealth disappeared completely, Leon finally breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

The work of the Cleaning Bureau is really not done by humans. The level is as strong as Senior Auntie Ai Ma, but she still overturned the car. Even he pulled Senior Tang Mu, who was also Level 1, to save her, and almost got killed by the descending Goddess of Wealth.

Hmm...

Or maybe it wasn't that dangerous originally, but he and Senior Tang Mu, two unlucky people who were hated by the world's will, got together, causing the bad luck to be super doubled, and attracted the Goddess of Wealth who shouldn't have come.

After secretly warning himself not to get together with Senior Tang Mu in the future, Leon walked quickly to Senior Auntie Ai Ma, who was unconscious, unbuttoned the top button of her collar, helped her breathe as smoothly as possible, and then carried her on his back and tried his best to climb to the top of the valley.

"Wake up!"

"Slap slap!"

"Senior Tang Mu! Wake up!"

"Slap slap slap!"

"Ugh..."

After being awakened by the severe pain from his cheeks, the pale lazy youth blinked and said in confusion:

"I..."

"You fainted."

After saying a nonsense sentence, Leon, who vigorously woke up Senior Tang Mu, pointed to the half trident with the snake tail nailed in the valley, and answered somewhat vaguely:

"The Goddess of Wealth seemed to have something happen, and suddenly rushed into the Dream Realm... Don't worry about her for now, let's run quickly. Have your bones grown back? Can you move?"

In order to avoid the situation where the Goddess of Wealth didn't leave completely, heard his explanation and confession, and suddenly killed a carbine, Leon didn't tell what had just happened.

And the lazy youth, who had regained consciousness, tried hard to stiffen his neck, wanting to lift his head, but soon fell backward again, shaking his head somewhat frustratedly:

"Not yet... your bandage is still too slow. The bones in my two legs have no movement, only a little tailbone has grown."

"..."

"Ugh... speaking of which, why is my face so painful? And above my lips..."

"That... I called you for a long time and got no response, so I could only use my hands, sorry..."

Looking at the lazy youth whose cheeks on both sides were swollen high and who had three or four fingernail prints pinched on his philtrum, Leon said apologetically:

"Senior Auntie Ai Ma was injured too heavily this time and I'm afraid she won't be able to wake up in a short time. The curse-silver and pendants with lethality in my hands were all confiscated by the Goddess of Wealth. Now the means of self-protection are not enough.

And outside, besides the believers of the Weighing Gold Sect, I estimate there can be eighty or ninety clergy members, as well as at least two Bishops. If I take you out directly, I don't feel very secure, so I want to wake you up first and ask if you have any way."

Do I have any way?

Looking at himself who had been pulled out of all his bones and joints, the lazy youth said with a headache:

"My bones and joints all over my body are gone, only my mouth and neck can move, oh right, now there is an extra butt... In short, with my current appearance, what way can I have?

By the way, didn't you pick up those shell coins? Why don't you try to save Auntie Ai Ma like you saved me before?"

"I've already tried, it didn't work."

Leon shook his head upon hearing this and said somewhat helplessly:

"Senior Auntie Ai Ma's situation is more complicated. The sword in her heart is a wound on her soul, her two arms have been emerald-colored by the 【Dream of the Ghostly Green】, and she has been bought away more than three hundred lives by the Snake Spirit. These three kinds of injuries are mixed together, and I can't buy one of them alone. The number of shell coins is not enough.

In addition, unlike buying your bones, Senior, 'injuries' cannot exist independently of the flesh, so to buy the injuries on Senior Auntie Ai Ma, someone must bear these injuries."

Raising his right hand to let Senior Tang Mu look at his emerald-colored fingernails, Leon added with lingering fear: "The Corruption Value between me and Senior Auntie Ai Ma... hmm... the Leon Value is too far apart. Regardless of physical fitness, soul strength, or resistance to anomalies, they are not at the same level at all.

For her, it's just a relatively serious injury, but to me, they are all fatal heavy injuries. I estimate that I only need to buy less than one-tenth of the injuries, and I will be crushed by the sword wound on Senior Auntie Ai Ma's heart, completely turning into an emerald statue that can't move."

"Then don't buy it..."

After looking at Leon's emerald-green fingernails, the lazy youth pondered for a while and found that the situation was indeed a bit troublesome.

Although the most fatal Goddess of Wealth didn't know why she ran away suddenly, letting the three of them pick up a life unexpectedly, the Weighing Gold Sect believers outside were still there.

And according to the process of the Weighing Gold Sect gathering, generally, one Bishop from each of the three lineages will be present. After one was killed by him, there should be two Bishops left outside, as well as dozens of core believers who have been baptized and have certain special abilities.

Although as an underground sect that is not known for its combat ability, the combat level of the Weighing Gold Sect's Bishops is rotten, which is the level of ordinary Level 2 cleaners, even worse than the reconnaissance-type cleaners like Jie Rui, and it is not difficult to deal with.

If he or Auntie Ai Ma had one normal one, killing those two Bishops would be too easy, and it would take less than thirty seconds. But now Auntie Ai Ma is unconscious, he can't move, and the only intact Leon has lost his main combat anomalous object. It's really not certain that he can deal with these Weighing Gold Sect members.

If he saved his life from a True God, but ended up falling into the hands of a few spicy chicken Bishops, that would be truly unable to close his eyes even after death...

"Or... you just stab me to death."

"Ah?"

"Don't worry, this is my trump card."

In Leon's somewhat stunned expression, the lazy youth explained:

"When we first entered the door, didn't I set up three rituals in advance?

The first two sets of rituals have already been triggered. The first set of rituals set up with five metals is used to steal money from the Weighing Gold Sect's cat spirit. The other set of rituals set up with mercury, sulfur, and salt is used to offset the influence of the Snake Spirit's Secret Shrine. The last ritual just happens to be used for resurrection."

"Resurrection?!"

"Right, the effect of that ritual is resurrection... or rather, it is automatically activated after I am killed by someone, restoring me back to the moment when the ritual was set up."

After looking at Leon's shocked expression, the lazy youth explained proudly:

"The six materials of the return ritual are opposed in pairs. Matches and amber represent the eternal solidification and the short-lived ash extinction; the child's fingernails and the old man's will refer to the growth and end of the flesh; horns and tails mean the beginning and the end. They reached three perfect balances between each other.

And if I am killed by someone, it is equivalent to the match of the flesh being extinguished, the old man of the soul leaving, and the life reaching the end. The single-sided balance is completely broken. At this time, the other half of the imagery will be activated, and everything about me will be reshaped.

After that, my flesh will be eternal like amber, my soul will sprout vigorously like a child, and the life that reached the end will start again. I will be resurrected."

"I tell you, this is my proudest ritual. I saved my life by relying on it when I retired a True God, so don't worry about stabbing me. As long as one sword goes down, I can live and jump... uh... wait a moment!"

Looking at the blood-red wolf-tooth club full of inverted nails in Leon's hand, the lazy youth couldn't help but shudder in fear, and instinctively retracted his newly grown tailbone.

"No... I told you to stab me, but you use this to stab?"

(End of chapter)