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Chapter 277: The mother of evil god

Translator: 549690339

As he gradually entered the crack, garen’s vision was pitch black.

The light seed to be completely blocked by the rugged and winding cracks, unable to project down. In the dark and deep environnt, only the sound of the cold wind whistling could be heard, which was creepy.

Garen had night vision.

However, night vision did not an that one would not be affected by the darkness.

The true Dragon’s Night vision was due to the fine structure of the eye crystals, which could restrain the weak light in the surrounding environnt to the greatest extent, and maintain one’s own vision in a dark environnt.

When the light was extrely weak, darksight was useless. It was not a supernatural or spell-like ability. In fact, it was just an ability possessed by the living body itself. Many nocturnal creatures had darksight, but it was different in strength.

Thus, during the descent, garen cast the illumination spell that he had learned a long ti ago.

Under the consumption of magic power, wisps of faint light emitted from his body, driving away the surrounding darkness and revealing the rough and steep crack environnt.

This place was extrely narrow.

Garen had now shrunk to the size of a two to three-ter Dragon Whelp, but he still hit a wall from ti to ti as he flew down.

When the Dragon’s wings or tail hit the cold and hard stone walls, a few sparks would burst out when the movent was slightly loud.

Garen didn’t like such a narrow and dark environnt.

“Will there be any intelligent life coming down to this place?”

Before this, garen had thought that so creature might have entered the crack in the ice field and accidentally touched the Black Sun sculpture, which had alerted him.

However, after he ca down, he was very suspicious of this idea.

What kind of creature would be so bored as to explore such a remote crack?

Garen had also thrown the Black Sun sculpture down here because of this consideration.

Garen shook his head and stopped thinking about it. At the sa ti, he accelerated his descent.

The young dragon deftly bypassed so sharp protrusions and followed the location of the mark of ti, quickly heading towards the bottom of the crack. Not long after, before he could see the bottom, garen’s body stopped and he stopped.

This was because he saw the Black Sun sculpture.

The strange, silent, frightening, and strangely beautiful black Sun sculpture was stuck in a narrow crack. The base was slanted, and the spherical main body was touching both sides of the crack at the sa ti, standing silently.

The tentacles that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, as well as the dense number of eyeballs, were all telling the story of how unusual the Black Sun sculpture was.

“He’s still here, he didn’t grow legs and run away.”

When he saw that the Black Sun sculpture was still there, garen heaved a sigh of relief.

He had felt uneasy when he sensed the change in the mark of ti.

And a creature like him would not easily develop such a feeling.

When he felt uneasy, if nothing unexpected happened, then sothing unexpected must have happened.

he looks so disgusting, but why do I feel that there’s a kind of beauty in him? ”

Garen looked at the Black Sun sculpture and thought to himself.

Could it be that Dragons ‘aesthetic sense had reached such a powerful level?

This Black Sun gave him a strange yet beautiful feeling. Could it be that it was also a mother evil god in essence?

The young dragon shook its head and cleared the irrelevant thoughts from its mind.

Garen cald himself down, his eyes calm and rational. His Platinum Dragon eyes stared at the Black Sun sculpture, looking at the eyeballs on it.

There was silence.

Other than the occasional whimpering of the wind, garen did not hear any other sound.

The brows of the young dragon slowly furrowed as it felt that sothing was wrong.

“Where are the ravings and prayers?”

Garen’s face darkened, and he imdiately stared at the Black Sun sculpture without blinking.

Under normal circumstances, when he looked at the Black Sun sculpture like this, he would be affected by its power. Then, his mind would fall into a strange state and he would be able to hear the enchanting and intoxicating ravings.

With his spiritual energy, he would not be bewitched by it.

But at least he could hear her.

it can’t be that this thing rembers , and I’ll just ignore it because I can’t affect it.

Garen frowned and continued to look at the Black Sun sculpture.

As ti passed by, garen waited patiently for a while, only to realize that it seed to have lost its ability to bewitch people, and there was no reaction at all.

It was as if it had turned into a strange-looking statue.

The evil God’s power that was attached to it no longer existed.

Garen reached out his Dragon Claw and waved it in the air.

The frost condensed as he moved, turning into a few tiny sharp ice blades. They drew an icy blue arc in the air and finally landed on the surface of the Black Sun sculpture with a crack.

Clang!

The teeth-numbing sound of tal being cut was heard.

Garen’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the deep marks left by the ice blade.

“Sothing still happened,”

“What happened here? It caused it to change.”

The Black Sun sculpture, which used to be indestructible, was now damaged by the ice blades that he casually condensed. It looked like it had really beco an ordinary tal sculpture.

Garen looked around, but his vision was filled with cracks and mountain walls, and he could not see any living things.

Then, he let out a long breath and took another deep breath. He closed his eyes and focused his mind.

Garen was fully focused, mobilizing the power of ti in his body.

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