Chapter 105: Want my treasury? Then go find it!

Damaged Bloodstained Long Robe

Supernatural Grade: Supernatural Second Rank

Effect: According to legend, in ancient times, this magic robe was forged by the dwarven god artisan *** for ****, and it contains the divine power of ****, making it a powerful divine artifact.

Due to unknown reasons, the robe suffered severe damage, causing a large loss of the divine power it contained.

Later, due to incorrect use, even the remaining trace of divine power was lost, causing the user and the surrounding environment to become infected.

In the end, this divine artifact robe was completely damaged, turning into the bloodstained long robe we see now; through normal forging methods, it can no longer be restored.

The damaged bloodstained long robe has a certain regenerative ability; as long as the damage is not too severe, it can automatically repair itself by consuming blood, and it also has the effect of slightly enhancing blood magic.

……

"In that case, the person who misused that robe back then is this flesh mass; his current state should be due to infection by the divine power."

Combining the information shown in the appraisal results, Su Hao can basically confirm that the flesh mass is indeed seeking death, not setting a trap.

After all, a being with its own consciousness, having degenerated into this huge flesh mass covered in tentacles, has endured who knows how many years yet still retains its self-awareness.

This shows that his heart resists this degeneration; he does not wish to become a complete monster.

He has struggled to survive all these years just to find someone who can kill him, so that he may die as a spiritual being.

As for the flesh mass persisting until now, could it be that it aims to lift its degenerated state and return to its original form? Su Hao feels that is absolutely impossible.

What a joke; what caused this guy's degeneration is not some simple curse—it's divine power. Unless one seeks help from a deity, there is absolutely no chance of recovery.

That flesh mass obviously knows this as well; otherwise, it would not be desperately seeking death.

After figuring this out, Su Hao lightly tapped the handle of his Gravity Rock Axe with his forefinger, looked at the twisted human face beneath the flesh mass, and said softly:

"I can kill you and free you from the infection of scarlet divine power, but what do you want to offer me for my help?"

Ling Xue'er:?!!!! Le Yun:?!!!!

Zhu Ge Chang Qing: ……

Su Hao had just finished saying this when the flesh mass opposite had not yet responded; Ling Xue'er and the others were first stunned.

Ah? Boss, what do you mean? Does this kind of thing require them to pay a hardship fee?

"I'll pay someone to kill myself—is that acceptable?" However, the flesh mass's following words far exceeded their expectations.

After hearing the four words "scarlet divine power" from Su Hao's mouth, the flesh mass gave a slight start.

Since this human knows scarlet divine power, and he just glanced at the scarlet magic robe, could he really have the ability to kill me? To let me escape the fate of complete degeneration?

Thinking this, the twisted face of the flesh mass suddenly became somewhat agitated, and it hurriedly said:

"All my belongings are inside my Storage Bag; as long as you kill me, the Storage Bag will be yours."

"Although I have consumed many items while resisting the curse, the remaining things in my Storage Bag are also a decent haul for you first- and second-rank Supernatural beings."

In the flesh mass's hoarse voice, though still full of pain, its twisted face showed a look of anticipation.

To uphold the dignity of the strong, he absolutely refuses to let himself degenerate into a mindless monster.

For this purpose, over these years he has endured endless pain and torment.

The degenerating force aroused by the scarlet divine power, after completely eroding his flesh, began to erode his soul, seeking to turn both his soul and flesh completely into a blood-and-flesh monster.

Even this degenerating force, through his body, gradually spreads its infecting influence to the surrounding area.

To preserve his territory, he alone came to this mountain, gradually becoming what he is now.

But he did not give up; to resist this erosion, and also holding onto a sliver of hope for recovery, he carried a large amount of supplies.

But gradually he discovered that this infection is irreversible; once infected, there is no possibility of recovery.

No matter what he used, it only slightly slowed the erosion of his soul by the degenerating force.

In the end, he could only rely on the Supernatural items in his Storage Bag to retain a shred of sanity, waiting for someone who could kill him to appear.

He waited like this for hundreds of years; now, all the high-grade Supernatural items in his Storage Bag have been completely exhausted.

If this continues, his consciousness will also be completely infected, turning him into a mindless source of infection that transforms everything around him into flesh and blood.

This is something he never wants to see, no matter what; even in death, he does not wish to become such a monster, a dangerous source of infection.

Now, he has finally seen a hope of liberation; how could he not anticipate it? But Su Hao did not rush to act; instead, he tapped the axe handle with his finger and said with a smile:

"Sure, but you still need to answer a few of my questions first."

"Go ahead; as long as it lets me be free, I have no secrets I cannot tell."

"But if you dare to deceive me, I won't be polite; even though I am now like this, killing a few first- and second-rank Supernatural beings is still no problem!"

A flash of killing intent crossed the flesh mass's face, and its eyes grew even redder.

Su Hao gave a slight smile, not taking the other's words to heart; he still had some confidence in his destructive power, especially against such a pure flesh-and-blood creature.

"First, tell me where you obtained that robe; if I'm not mistaken, you became like this because you misused this robe."

Upon hearing this, the flesh mass's twisted face showed no surprise; instead, its eyes held a hint of joy mixed with a touch of doubt.

Indeed, this human indeed knows about the scarlet magic robe; perhaps he truly has a way to free me! But……

This human is merely a first-rank Supernatural being; how could he know about the scarlet magic robe? Knowing that I once paid a huge price to learn of the scarlet magic robe, and thus obtained it, only to end up in this predicament……

Yet this human merely glanced at it and recognized the scarlet magic robe, even immediately pointing out the source of the degenerating force—this is truly abnormal.

Could it be that this human has some special background, or some extraordinary ability?

Sigh, forget it; what does this have to do with me?

As a dying person, why should I bother with these? As long as I can die with my last shred of dignity, that's enough.

The flesh mass let out a sigh, its expression showing a bit of dejection as it said: "I am Suolu, former lord of Foundation Stone City. This scarlet magic robe was obtained by me in a Scarlet Divine Temple; it is said to be an item left behind after the death of the Scarlet Lord."

"However, now that the world has merged, I don't know where that Scarlet Divine Temple is located; perhaps it's still in the Dark Forest, or perhaps in the Rotten Swamp—no one can say for sure."

However, the world has now merged; I don't know where that Scarlet Temple is—maybe it's still in the Dark Forest, maybe in the Corrupt Swamp—no one can say for sure.

Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly; although this was the first time he had heard the name Scarlet Lord, he felt somewhat familiar with this entity.

Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly; although he had never heard the name Scarlet Lord before, he felt somewhat familiar with this existence.

If nothing unexpected happens, the crimson blood, crimson essence blood, and the power of that Crimson Lord are somehow related.

Even the blood-colored magic book could possibly have been forged by a dwarven craftsman for this Crimson Lord.

"If that's really the case, doesn't that mean the upper limit of the blood-colored magic book could reach artifact level?!"

Thinking this, Su Hao's breathing became slightly hurried, his pupils constricted a bit, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

As for that deceased Crimson Lord, whether it would affect Su Hao through these things, he didn't think much about it.

Crimson blood, crimson essence blood, and the blood-colored magic book are all things Su Hao cannot possibly give up.

If he gave these up, Su Hao's strength would instantly drop by more than half, which he could never accept no matter what.

To stand firm in this brand‑new world, strength is forever the most crucial thing.

Even if that Crimson Lord really left some backhand on these things, Su Hao must first raise his own strength before he can detect and deal with it.

After adjusting his mindset, Su Hao nodded and asked again: "Will the supernatural sequence affect people's mind and habits in some special way?" "That's certain—doing anything requires a price, and supernatural power even more so."

The stronger the supernatural power one gains, the greater the price to pay and the more severe the influence.

If one cannot turn this passive influence into a subjective idea and let oneself adapt to the changes brought by supernatural power, then as supernatural power keeps increasing, one will eventually lose self‑consciousness.

After saying that, the meatball looked at Su Hao with doubt.

Strange—this person who can tell at a glance the source of the fallen power doesn't even know these basic facts? "Indeed so."

Su Hao didn't pay attention to the other's expression changes; he silently nodded.

From the meatball's words, this confirmed his earlier guess and established that the supernatural sequence will continually affect people's mind and habits.

Originally he thought that, with the synthesis heart in hand, using concocted potions would cause no side effects.

Therefore, he planned to let Xiao Anni, Da Xiong Mao, and the others all use the third method to advance, maximizing their strength increase.

But now that it's confirmed they have become supernatural beings, the supernatural sequence will continue to affect mind and habits.

Moreover, the meatball said, the stronger the supernatural power, the greater this influence.

The supernatural sequence obtained after synthesis is originally stronger than that of ordinary supernatural beings.

If one simultaneously possesses two such strong supernatural sequences, the influence suffered will also be even more terrifying.

If one rashly lets Xiao Anni and the others use this method to advance, perhaps in the near future they will no longer be their original selves.

So, before confirming what degree of influence the advancement method would have on mind and habits, Su Hao temporarily abandoned the idea of letting Da Xiong Mao and the others advance this way.

Afterward, Su Hao nodded, picked up his gravity rock axe, and slowly walked toward the meatball.

"I have no problem now; I'll help you be free right away!"

While speaking, Su Hao increased his running speed and brought the axe down heavily, leaving a huge wound on the meatball.

If such a wound appeared on an ordinary person, half their body could be split apart, but on the meatball's enormous body it seems insignificant.

However, Su Hao naturally knows that if a creature like this meatball could be killed so easily, it wouldn't have waited until now.

Su Hao showed no discouragement; after stepping back, his body spun quickly, and he struck the meatball's body with the axe again—then a third blow, a fourth blow…

Gradually, more and more wounds appeared on the meatball's body, and even the cave itself became a mess under Su Hao's relentless hacking.

But when Su Hao chopped the meatball into a pile of meat paste, the meatball could no longer suppress its bodily instinct; amidst wriggling meat buds, it instantly returned to its original state.

At that moment, the human face on the meatball could no longer hold back.

"Little brother, don't keep chopping—after I became infected, physical attacks no longer work on me, and many magical attacks are ineffective as well."

"As long as I still have a piece of flesh, I cannot die; only by exhausting all the energy stored in my flesh can I be killed."

"If you can't do that, don't waste time—while I haven't fully fallen yet, hurry and leave this place; I also have no mood to kill you…"

After saying that, the meatball's twisted face showed a hint of loss.

It seems this person also has no way to kill me; I suppose I will still have to fall completely…

"Ah! That's really too bad."

Hearing that, Su Hao put away his gravity rock axe and shook his head regretfully.

He originally thought that, if he could leave the meatball with a relatively intact corpse, perhaps he could use the item refining technique to extract some good things from it.

So from the start, although he knew the meatball wasn't easy to kill, he kept using the gravity rock axe to hack at it indiscriminately.

However, all of this was useless; the meatball seems to have no weakness at all, and it also possesses strong regenerative ability.

Just now, that meatball was chopped by Su Hao into meat paste—no harm done, and in the blink of an eye it returned to its original state.

"I don't even know if my future regenerative ability can reach this level."

Su Hao stroked his chin; the meatball's regenerative ability made him feel quite excited.

If he could also obtain such regenerative ability and had no heart weakness, he could then recklessly roam about without restraint.

But wanting to achieve this is probably difficult, after all, this meatball became like this because it was infected with a strand of divine power from the crimson robe.

To perfectly accept the power of divine energy, one also needs five.

"Take it slow—I'm only a first‑rank supernatural being right now."

Su Hao shook his head with a smile, controlling the spiritual power deep in his soul and the qi‑blood within his body, flowing them into the blood‑colored magic book.

The next moment.

The blood‑colored magic book automatically opened, and on two blank pages a blood‑red flame‑shaped rune simultaneously appeared.

Immediately after.

The cave and the crimson blood on the meatball's body all ignited into scorching blood‑red flames.

Blood flame is a very peculiar flame; other flames burn with the aid of fuel such as wood.

Whereas blood flame maintains its burn by absorbing special energy from blood, making it perfectly suited to kill the meatball.

Moreover, the meatball itself suppresses its own instinct and offers no resistance.

This also causes the blood flame's burning trend to grow ever larger.

Under the continual burning of the blood flame, the special energy in the meatball's flesh is consumed more and more, and its volume is rapidly shrinking at a visible speed.

"My, my bodily vitality has begun to decline!"

Seeing this, a look of surprise and joy appeared on the flesh mass's face.

About two hours later, the flesh mass that had originally occupied half of the cave, under the burning of the blood flame, was reduced to only that distorted face.

"I never expected to die while conscious; thank you so much, little brother."

If you have the idea of building your own power, you can try to find Foundation Stone City; its treasury still contains a large quantity of transcendent materials, from First Rank to Fourth Rank.

However, after the world's fusion, I cannot guarantee where Foundation Stone City is or whether it still exists.

All I can tell you is that in that city there is a statue holding a measuring tape in its left hand and a brick in its right hand.

Take the brick, use mental power to pull the measuring tape from the statue's hand out to 3.14 meters, and you can open the passage to the treasury.

After you reach the end of the passage, then remove the third brick to the left of the gate, place the brick from the statue's hand on it, and you can open the treasury's gate.

Of course, there are still some traps in the process of going for protection; if there is no Third Tier transcendent leading the team, don't go throwing your lives away…

After saying those last words, that distorted face also completely turned into a wisp of green smoke under the burning of the blood flame and vanished from this world.

"A city's treasury…"

Su Hao stroked his chin; he was naturally very interested in this treasure.

According to Suolu's last words, there are transcendent items of the Fourth Rank here! But wanting to find this treasure is no simple matter; the only information Su Hao knows about it is that at this location there is a statue holding a brick in its left hand and a measuring tape in its right hand.

Relying on just this, wanting to find that treasure in the new world is obviously not very realistic.

(End of chapter)