After feeding two Immortal Divine Nature Discs, three Divine Curses unexpectedly burst out.
This suggests that this growing flesh still has great potential for developnt.
Accompanied by a burst of blood-red light, Lette suddenly felt a bit hungry.
He reached out to pick up a cup on the table, intending to have so water, but the next mont, the growing flesh erged and devoured both the cup and the water.
Lette felt that his strength was slightly replenished.
"Oh? You actually managed to transform your own devouring trait into a Divine Curse! That’s great!"
Lette was very pleased, not expecting that the three Divine Curses bursted out by the growing flesh were entirely in three different directions.
The first Divine Curse, [Blood Flesh Mad Song], is augntative in nature, but essentially, it’s a combat state that allows the one being cast upon to exert extraordinary combat power.
The second Divine Curse, which Lette wanted to na [Blood and Flesh Creation], is a creation-type Divine Curse that can produce weapons or armor needed for combat.
Moreover, it can organically combine scales, armor, bones, at, skin, etc., to form the most suitable equipnt for the current battlefield situation.
Of course, in usual tis, it can also be used as fitness equipnt to better carry out the teachings!
This third Divine Curse is even crazier, being able to devour external objects to replenish the user’s costs!
This is not only a form of endurance but also an offensive ans.
The scariest thing is that it can even devour items like teacups and tea, and extract energy to feed back the caster.
Even by the standards of a cult, this is quite bizarre.
The reason why the growing flesh was originally rated as Extinction Level is because this devouring ability is too abnormal.
Now that’s great, in the future, all believers of the Flesh God Sect can use it.
If this Divine Curse is combined with [Blood and Flesh Creation],
then in a short period of ti, the divine officers of the Flesh God Sect can even transform the entire surrounding battlefield into a blood-flavored hell suitable for their combat.
Lette looked at the growing flesh in the bowl, feeling as if he had cultivated a remarkable monster.
Although it’s an Evil God, it seems overly bizarre.
Should be... no... problem, probably.
"What should this be called? Let think, let’s call it [Blood and Flesh Nourishnt]."
Lette rubbed his hands: "With this Blood and Flesh Nourishnt, even if we don’t feed these people tofu brain and roujiamo every day, they can still replenish energy without affecting further growth.
Not bad, your Divine Curses are all quite good.
Keep it up, I’ll feed you more and better divinity in the future."
The growing flesh was very happy, surging continuously in the bowl.
"I say, it’s one thing to paint big pies for others, but how can you paint pies for an Evil God? And it’s even the Evil God you’re raising yourself!?"
"Lilith?"
Lette turned around, not knowing when Lilith was standing at the door.
"You... your body seems unchanged. Did you not digest and absorb well?"
"No changes? Look carefully!"
Lilith proudly lifted her chest, Lette squinted his eyes slightly.
"Uh... you’re..."
Lilith noticed, ran two steps in front of Lette, and puffed out her chest again!
Lette sat there, his eyes wide open.
"Can’t see it."
"Focus!"
Seeing Lilith getting anxious, Lette hurriedly propped open his eyelids with his hands and moved closer to observe...
"We’re back... what are you doing!"
Emily and Unica walked into Lette’s room one after the other, seeing the scene before them.
Having been too focused on observing, Lette did not notice their return.
In that instant, the hearts of the two young girls were greatly shaken.
"Ahem..."
Lette put down his hands and sat upright.
"You might not believe it, but I accidentally dropped a hair on Lilith’s clothes, and I was just looking for it."
"No one would believe that whether you say it or not."
Lilith didn’t bother with Lette and turned to run to the two girls.
"See! Is there a change!?"
The two girls were also at a loss, seeing this, Lilith was greatly disappointed.
"I thought there’d be progress."
"May I ask a question?"
Lette retracted the growing flesh in the bowl: "Have you absorbed the concept essence of [Desecration] completely?"
"No, I only absorbed a little... that thing is hard to control, even a slight mistake could endanger my original concept.
But there is so effect."
Lilith pouted: "Still, the change is not obvious."
"Take it slow, Ro wasn’t built in a day, you’ve got to give it ti to grow, right?"
After comforting Lilith, Lette looked at Emily and Unica.
"You two ca back quite early, it’s not even dark yet, and there’s just a bit of mist outside."
"I asked about almost everything, so I ca back."
Unica sat at the table: "Those fishern at the fishing port were very enthusiastic, but when it ca to the village’s subrged past, they beca evasive.
I tried hinting a few tis, but Mr. John cleverly deflected everything.
Also, I felt that if I continued to ask, they would beco wary of , so I ca back earlier.
I was planning to go to the police station but bumped into Emily waiting for outside.
She told that Sister Lilith can read people’s mories?
I thought if she has this ability, we wouldn’t need to interrogate, just find a way to read their soul mories directly?"
"Hmm, that’s a good idea, but..."
Lilith spread her hands: "I could do that a few days ago, but not now. Now... because I need to suppress the Power of Profanation inside , many things I cannot do."
Unica pondered: "I see, just like how pregnant won can’t do heavy work."
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Lette coughed: "You know, I can search mories too. But my skills aren’t as good as Lilith’s, so I might damage the target.
Only use it when absolutely necessary.
Let summon a Demon God good at searching mories for you.
You make a contract with him to borrow his power. After using it, I’ll help you break the contract, okay?"
Unica was startled: "Is that possible?"
"Usually not, unless you’re a born Demon Master. But fortunately, I have acquaintances in the Demon Realm, as long as we agree in advance, you can use sothing other than your soul as an offering."
Emily shook her head: "I don’t think it’s appropriate. Unica is a Witch! A witch’s soul has imnse allure for a demon.
Look at Sister Lilith, even she sotis struggles to control herself."
"When did I ever struggle to control myself? I was being friendly!"
However, Emily is right.
The souls of witches are pure and rich, having a fatal attraction to demons.
Even if those Demon Gods are loyal to you, putting fatty at in front of a hungry wolf is never a good idea."
Lette rubbed his chin: "In that case, there are only two paths left, Magic Device and Alchemy Potion."
"I... I can try!"
Unica raised her hand: "In fact, after becoming a police officer, I studied the Truth Potion for a while.
But then I thought it wasn’t the right path, so I gave up."
Emily suddenly clapped her hands: "No need! We have that!"
"What?"
"That, over there!"
Emily pointed towards the direction of the warehouse, and Lette and Lilith suddenly realized.
"Oh! That one!"
Unica looked puzzled: "What ’this and that’?"
Lilith looked at Lette: "Should we tell her now?"
"I’ve been busy and forgot to check... on that. Wait here for a mont, I’ll go have a chat with... her.
If she’s agreed to et, I’ll co back for you all."
After saying this, Lette turned and left, leaving Unica looking bewildered.
Lette quickly stepped into the warehouse.
The Little rmaid Princess was resting quietly in the wardrobe bathtub here, living rather comfortably.
Upon hearing the door open and footsteps, she excitedly swam to the edge of the pool.
"Mr. Wright, Mr. Wright, are you here to change the sea water for ?"
"Ah... yes! I did co for that!"
Lette awkwardly scratched his head, having rescued the rmaid Princess, too many things happened after she disappeared.
He had promised to dig a pond for her, which hadn’t been fulfilled, and changing the sea water hadn’t been done either.
Seeing Gretel’s innocent, hopeful eyes, Lette felt a bit guilty.
"Gretel, I have sothing to discuss with you."
After saying this, Lette picked through the witch’s matters and recounted them to the Little rmaid.
The latter listened in surprise but looked puzzled.
"Mr. Wright, I understand what you said. The witch plan is indeed a malicious sche.
But you say, I am a witch...
Yet my mother is still alive.
Moreover, I have siblings—an older sister, an older brother, two younger sisters, and a younger brother.
I don’t seem to et the conditions of being a witch as you described."
After saying this, Gretel made Lette pause for a mont.
"Yes, and you’re from the rmaid Clan, not the Human Clan. According to Scarlett, witches accumulate power through generations of reproduction, so the seven witches should all be humans!"
The little rmaid tilted her head: "The main thing is, I’m already over four hundred years old. Although not yet an adult in the rmaid Clan,
but... when the Tower of Truth was destroyed, I was already aware of things.
My brother even participated in the continent-wide siege of the Tower of Truth over a hundred years ago.
So, how could I be a witch?"
Lette slapped his forehead: "Indeed, recently I’ve been... How could I not have realized such a simple thing earlier?
Could it be, I was influenced by The Liar Demon?
Or is there sothing wrong with the mist?"
Shaking his head, Lette forced a smile: "You’re right, perhaps you’re truly not a witch. It must be a mistake by my companions.
So, would you like to et the girl I ntioned?"
"Of course, I’d be happy to et them. That accursed Tower of Truth, to have committed such acts is appalling!
Mr. Wright, I’m willing to support your righteous acts! Whatever you need, please let know.
Let have the opportunity to repay your kindness. I also wish to contribute to eliminating this evil force!"
"Alright then, wait a mont, I’ll call them."
Lette closed the warehouse door, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Damn, was I really manipulated? When did it happen..."
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