Chapter 468

White hair and beard, his eyes filled with lightning.

An angry roar came from his mouth, like the wrath of heaven.

Zeus's fate fragment, similar to corrupt blood, contained an instinctive consciousness.

This consciousness, by feeling, seemed more intelligent than the instinct of corrupt blood.

Vaguely, there was a sense of formation; if nothing unexpected happened, when the fate fragment formed a complete "Fate Sphere," this consciousness would truly "be born."

It might even replace the consciousness of the fate fragment's holder.

The holder would no longer be the holder, considering themselves the original master of fate.

Even self-awareness would vanish, making it equivalent to death, replaced by the original master of fate.

"It seems these fate holders are greatly influenced by their fate, no wonder each regards themselves as the original master of fate, even using it as more than just a codename." Tang Luo thought silently, "But it also depends on the strength of that hidden consciousness in the fate fragment."

Zeus's fate holder, whose consciousness was nearly formed, was greatly influenced subtly.

The rest, such as the war god Ares, had a vague hidden consciousness in their fate fragment, and were themselves less affected.

It's also possible the fate holder influenced and assimilated that hidden consciousness instead.

Fate, indeed, has toxicity, but it is not entirely poison.

There's a saying: medicine is three parts poison.

These fate fragments are domineering, their medicinal potency fierce, with toxicity of six or seven parts.

Yet not to the point of drinking poison to quench thirst.

In the Martial God Mythos, fate holders greatly affected are far fewer than in the Divine Alliance.

Moreover, not all fate fragments are toxic.

Tang Luo swallowed nine fate fragments at once; among them, those hiding instinctive consciousness like Zeus's fragment numbered six.

The other two were the Minotaur and Medusa.

These two had no consciousness, only pure energy.

The Cerberus fate fragment was somewhat special; its instinctive consciousness was extremely chaotic and violent, like a mad beast.

If the fate holder were one day "devoured," what appeared might not be Cerberus—no, it should be said, a mad Cerberus.

In the ocean of consciousness.

The consciousness of Zeus and others "human" was raging madly, feeling unease and danger.

Yet the surrounding space was empty, they found no opponent, no outlet for release, only able to mask it with roars and howls.

It could be described as impotent rage; more poetically, drawing a sword and looking around in bewilderment.

Danger everywhere, all-encompassing, yet no target to be found.

Suddenly, the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

A vast shadow rose from the void beneath their feet.

Then came a second, a third; around Zeus and others, five sky-piercing divine pillars appeared, piercing heaven and earth.

Beneath their feet in the void, a piece of "earth" began to emerge.

Zeus and others' consciousness completely lost control, beginning to spin and float endlessly.

It was as if they were glass marbles held and toyed with in someone's palm—or rather, they fundamentally were.

Tang Luo enveloped the fate consciousness in his palm.

To them, it was immense, slowly replacing the heaven, earth, and space-existence palm that gradually closed in.

Grinding these consciousnesses to utter oblivion.

What remained was only the purest energy, free of any impurity, ideal for absorbing and healing wounds.

Likewise, corrupt blood was continuously purged of its useless parts.

Tang Luo's mind fully immersed, he repaired his wounds while consuming a portion of his merit power, activating the Merit Jade Lotus to heal.

…

Opening his eyes, the surroundings had changed into a quiet, dim room.

It was Tang Luo's own home; the curtains were open, yet the bright window strangely blocked light.

Sandalwood incense burned in the room, emitting a scent that calmed the heart.

Not ordinary incense, but also a divine-demonic game item of this tier.

Obviously, Zhu Bajie and Ao Yu Lie had prepared this well for him, temporarily creating an excellent secluded environment.

Though merely healing, the chance of any accident was so small it could be ignored.

But caution never hurts.

The tightly closed door, moments after Tang Luo opened his eyes, was knocked: "Master."

"Come in."

Tang Luo moved his body, standing beside the bed.

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yu Lie pushed the door open and entered.

Behind them followed the Heavenly Howling Dog, striking first after waiting, darting in a puff of smoke to Tang Luo's feet.

Rubbing its head against Tang Luo's foot, then flipping over, lying on the ground, exposing its belly.

"Behave." Tang Luo said, grabbing the Heavenly Howling Dog and rubbing it twice, then placing it on his shoulder.

"Master, have you recovered?" Zhu Bajie looked at Tang Luo, his face showing not quite certainty.

Previously, Tang Luo, due to unhealed serious injury, often exhibited unstable aura fluctuations.

Those stronger could tell his condition was poor.

Such as Li Jing, whose obsession would not fade, and the Old Monster Yellow Brow.

Zhu Bajie naturally could tell as well.

But now Zhu Bajie glanced over, and for a moment he simply couldn't tell Tang Luo's true state.

Even if he looked carefully, he still couldn't determine Tang Luo's condition.

He didn't notice any signs of injury on his master before him.

"No, it's just that the injury has completely stabilized." Tang Luo said.

Now he, his upper limit of unharmed state has reached 5.2, with five-tenths recovery, the injury can be said to have completely stabilized.

Basically there will be no further danger of deterioration—unless he suffers another severe blow.

Moreover, after recovering to "five-tenths strength," even in the real world like this, or even more harsh, utterly devoid of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.

Tang Luo, relying on his powerful physique and strength, can still slowly and steadily continue to recover.

The recovery is very slow, but the advantage lies in its persistence, extremely persistent.

Little by little accumulates into much; even if Tang Luo does nothing, just lying down, he will eventually recover—lying in magma would do, as long as his defenses aren't broken.

"About five-tenths strength." Tang Luo continued.

Zhu Bajie let out an "oh" all over, inwardly thinking: "This is stronger than before, no wonder he's a man who cultivated the Buddha's bone, my master, Marshal Tianpeng."

Then he patted the shoulder of Ao Yulie beside him.

Ao Yulie looked bewildered, "Second senior brother, what's with this sympathetic look of yours?"

"How long have I been in seclusion?" Tang Luo asked.

"Seven days." Zhu Bajie said.

"Not bad." Tang Luo nodded, "By the way, for this real-world mission, do you guys have any rewards?"

"Just the count of three mission failures, not useful." Ao Yulie said.

"Huh?"

Tang Luo said, "Besides this, I also rewarded myself with a skill, also part of the Blood Talisman series, you guys have no other rewards?"

"We have none." Ao Yulie shook his head, "Other true participants in the mission among the gods and demons walking, also only have three chances of mission failure."

"I guess Master you are the main one who completed the mission?" Zhu Bajie speculated.

Normally, such a situation would not occur.

But since real-world missions have come out, this situation is not impossible.

Moreover, according to completion degree, different rewards are given; Tang Luo has encountered this situation once before, namely the mission to protect the great dark's hundred-year national fortune.

Only that time, advance notice was already given; this time, there was none.

Speaking of which, this mission originally was to "obtain" the blood of corruption.

But in the end, the blood of corruption was drunk by Tang Luo, also completing the mission; it should be considered as the state of "obtaining" when drunk but not yet fully absorbed, a loophole exploited.

The mission judgment is still relatively lenient.

The skill rewarded by Tang Luo is Blood Talisman · Iron Armor.

Using the drawn talisman, one can don a set of armor on the body, enhancing defense without affecting movement in the slightest.

Because the three skills of Blood Talisman belong to the same series, they complement each other.

When learning the "Iron Armor" skill, Tang Luo's understanding of the Blood Talisman also rose by a level.

Originally, the most drawn flying talisman has already successfully upgraded to level two.

Later obtained "Blood Talisman · Invisibility" is also not far from level two.

And before this, the Spartan War Cry was truly mastered by Tang Luo, just freeing up a skill slot.

When obtaining the skill at that time, there was no need to transfer the "Blood Talisman · Iron Armor" skill to others.

Tang Luo's path of assistance has already become a broad and smooth road.

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie, watching Tang Luo mysteriously open up the path of assistance, could only say, "Master, as long as you're happy."

They simply exchanged a few words about this mission's reward situation.

Zhu Bajie said, "Master, many gods and demons walking have sent healing items; we've helped you collect them."

"Good, I'll eat them later." Tang Luo said, unconsciously becoming a great magnate of resource-flow cultivation.

In this mission, he saved the lives of many gods and demons walking, plus his terrifying strength of covering the sky with one hand.

Those gods and demons walking, one is grateful, two is to curry favor, through various channels sent some healing items.

Among them are not a few rather precious items.

For example, Tang Yuhan sent the "Heavenly Fragrance Continuing Life Dew," although it cannot revive the dead and grow flesh on white bones, it is not far off.

Tang Luo this time saved her life; Tang Yuhan naturally returned the favor.

Moreover, between life-prolonging items and true life-saving methods, which is heavier and which lighter needs no further consideration.

Zhu Bajie, like reporting dish names, listed the many healing items one by one, finally saying: "Master, the Spicy Chicken of Ghost City belongs to food, can be recorded by the Gourmet Magic Cube, a bit regrettable."

"Trivial." Tang Luo didn't care at all.

Actually, using the Gourmet Magic Cube to record food with healing or special effects is its true, best use.

At first, nobody thought of this, just rushed to eat, recording a pile of food.

When the time comes, random appearance, the probability of special food appearing is just very small.

For ordinary gods and demons walking, naturally it's not a joyful thing, estimated they'd beat their chests and stomp their feet.

But for Tang Luo and them, it's truly a trivial matter; Zhu Bajie also just mentioned it in passing.