In the still dark cavern, as the ripples of the water rippled, a layer of illusion gradually dissolved, revealing the teleportation array hidden in it.

A dazzling silver glow suddenly lit up on the teleportation array that was flowing with a faint light, and when the light dissipated, the figure of the muse appeared in the center of the teleportation array.

As soon as he got out of the teleportation state, the muse felt that his whole body had lost strength, and it was extremely difficult to even stand, and after stumbling down the teleportation array with the Shock Eye staff, he felt the world spinning, and he couldn't help but half-kneel on the ground, spitting out jet-black blood!

The black blood splattered to the ground like a viscous and surging venom, corroding the ground and creaking!

Although the muse had already crushed the positioning crystal at the fastest speed, triggering the positioning teleportation of the teleportation array to avoid the direct attack of the hunter tyrant, he was still approached by the hunter tyrant, and the strong wind of the swing had already torn apart the force field shield of the muse, allowing the power of that field to invade a trace from his chest!

Even if it was just a trace of insignificant "disease" realm power, the muse could barely withstand it, and the large piece of skin and flesh on his chest was already blackened, and all that flowed out was the black and thick blood!

"Hmph!" Although there is no blood on the muse's face now, there is still a faint tearing pain in his soul, the spiritual power and arcane energy in his body are about to dry up, and his body is also invaded by the power of the deadly "disease" realm, but his eyes still flashed with the cold light of reason and madness, and he was not moved in the slightest because of the bad situation!

Barely summoning the few arcane powers left in his body, the muse ignited a trace of blue arcane fire in his hand, and then he pressed this arcane fire to his chest without changing his face!

Squeak squeak!

Under the cold and precise control of the muse, this trace of arcane fire that exuded an astonishing scorching heat soon burned the rotten black flesh to a creak, and a trace of black aura slowly floated out and dispersed!

At the beginning of the cauterization of the black and rotten flesh, the muse did not feel any pain, and when the black breath drifted away, and this layer of skin and flesh gradually turned into a dry and hard black substance and solidified, the overwhelming pain suddenly hit the muse!

Sitting cross-legged, the muse flipped his hand, and a bottle of pale green alchemy potion appeared in his hand, and his silver-glowing hand broke the seal of the bottle with a slight rub, and then poured the pale green liquid inside into his mouth without a drop!

This is exactly the [small healing potion] that Lydia gave, if it weren't for this layer of insurance, Muse really wouldn't dare to take the risk easily!

After giving Illya and Elia the order to guide the power of the alchemy potion, the muse felt the itching that began to spread in his body, and he immediately entered a state of meditation without resting!

The power of the "disease" domain acting on the muse's body is only a small part, which is why the muse's body can barely hold on, and the greater part of the invading "disease" realm power is to directly penetrate the soul and erode the soul!

And for the Arcanist, even a slight damage to the soul is a serious consequence of a permanent decrease in strength, so the muse did not dare to slack off at all, and after a little treatment of the body, he directly entered the meditative state to prepare to expel the realm power that was eroding the soul!

However, when the perceptual space flew with colorful elemental points of light, and the dark golden strange soul resurfaced in front of the muse's eyes, the scene presented was completely different from what he had imagined!

There was indeed an extra trace of black and shiny "disease" realm power in the dark golden strange soul, which kept squirming like a living thing, but it was in a state surrounded by layers of dark golden light, and there was no way to erode the soul of the muse, and it was even suppressed to death, and even the layers of dark golden light were still crushing and grinding this trace of "disease" realm power like a millstone!

A very hungry and unbearable instinctive impulse suddenly spread from the depths of the soul to the consciousness of the muse, just like a person who has been hungry for a long time suddenly sees a large pile of delicacies, eager to absorb this trace of realm power!

In such a situation, the peristalsis of the forces in the field of "disease" is undoubtedly a useless struggle in a desperate situation!

Soon, this trace of black domain power was ground and crushed, and then stripped and decomposed bit by bit, and finally turned into the purest form and was absorbed!

"This ......" Muse silently stared at the instinctive actions of his strange soul, and the first thing that came to his mind was a raging desire for research, "I can forcibly absorb the power of the foreign realm!"

"How many mysteries are hidden in this strange soul!"

“......”

"If it weren't for the fact that I had the ability to conduct soul research after being promoted to a legend and becoming a great arcanist, I really wanted to start researching it right away!"

After thinking about it for a while, the muse suddenly woke up and examined the soul in detail.

In the end, even though the muse who had not found any problems after repeated inspections was full of confusion, he had to put the situation aside for the first time and began to urge the higher meditation method "Wan Yin" to restore his arcane energy and spiritual power.

While little by little the arcane energy and spiritual power were condensed, time passed quickly......

An hour later, the muse opened his eyes suddenly, and he could see a blue glow in his eyes flashing, but it was quickly disappearing!

Standing up slowly, the muse stretched his body, although he had only recovered about half of his arcane energy and spiritual power at this time, it was enough for him to protect himself, not to mention that the medicinal power of the alchemy potion had been completely consumed, and most of the injuries on his body had recovered.

And after glancing at the robe torn by the fierce wind of the hunter tyrant, the muse directly took it off and threw it aside, and at the same time, with a light wipe of his hand on his chest, the dry and hard black substance all fell off, revealing the skin that had been regenerated underneath, showing a faint pink, and it was estimated that it would take a while to recover as before.

He casually took out another set of gray robes from the other space and put them on, and a blue arcane fire appeared in the muse's hand again, and then turned into a line of fire and flew out, burning all the remnants into ashes!

With the sound of the muse's footsteps walking out, the teleportation array once again rippled like water waves, and a layer of spreading illusion gradually covered everything......