The octopus siren pursues the swarm of bone rats, but Marais sits into a snake coil to guard Ron's side.

Marais was also helpless against the painful power unleashed by the Blood Sacrifice of the Dead, and was unable to even help Ron with it, which made Marais worry as he discovered that Ron's soul was on the verge of collapse.

Marais circled around Ron's side, then pressed her forehead against Ron's eyebrows, and wisps of pure soul power poured into Ron's sea of consciousness.

These soul powers could not help Ron relieve his pain, but only made up for the soul power consumed.

Pained souls that had lost the control of the orb no longer flocked to Ron, and they wandered blankly in the cavern, letting out a cry of pain.

Ron was still unconscious, and by the time the orb was knocked away, nineteen painful souls had entered his body and unleashed the terrifying power of pain.

Every release of the power of pain will make Ron experience the pain of being devoured by the Bone Rat until death, nineteen painful souls, is nineteen complete painful death experiences.

If it weren't for the baptism of the Soul Eater Mother Soul Vortex and the Battle of Carodi's Soul, which greatly increased the strength of the divine soul, Ron might have been unable to hold on to it.

Ron's soul is reincarnated in a painful purgatory, and even though Ron's consciousness is extremely tenacious, every cycle of death still causes Ron to have a moment of trance.

Once Ron has a fear of death, the next cycle will quickly amplify that fear until it finally turns into despair, and Ron's soul will die on its own in that cycle of death.

By the time the eighteenth Death Cycle came, Ron's rock-solid soul power had been exhausted, and his heart was full of holes, but there was still no trace of fear.

But the eighteen deaths almost blurred the line between life and death, and his soul was almost exhausted, and once Ron's soul power was completely exhausted, then he would forget the fact that he was the living.

At that time, even if Ron had carried the pain of the blood sacrifice of the undead, he would have forgotten how to wake up.

Forgetting how to wake up is death in another sense.

Ron, who had lost the thickness of his soul power, began to hover on the edge of life and death, and slowly turned in the direction of death.

Just as Ron was almost in eternal darkness, a warm ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and shrouded Ron's head, the warmth dispelled the chill of death and moistened Ron's nearly dry soul.

The sunlight lasted only a brief moment, but it pulled Ron back from the fading darkness back into the area of the living.

Ron looked at his hands a little dazedly, feeling as if he had forgotten something, and he began to remember.

"Who am I...... I...... Why is it here...... I was ...... The rat ate the ...... Overwhelming rats...... I...... Already...... Dead ......"

"No! I'm alive!"

Memories flooded in and the darkness around him receded, and when Ron opened his eyes again, he met Marais, who was leaning against his eyebrows.

Ron suddenly grinned and touched Marais's brow, feeling a hint of warmth unexpectedly.

"Thank you, Marais!"

Marais hissed and slowly retreated, the massive drain of soul power that made it fall into deep exhaustion.

After devouring several Shadow Cores, Marais fell into a deep sleep.

Ron loosened his stiff body and stood up, his eyes looking at the water full of irrepressible murderous intent.

The fleeing rats scurried in the squid's ink, and the bone rats that lost their vision kept hitting the stone wall, and then were crushed by the octopus kraken one by one, and occasionally a few accidentally escaped from the sky, but ran into the fish waiting outside the cave.

Dozens of gigantic crustaceans, wielding hard pincers, turned the last hope of escape into despair.

When more than 100 bone rats turned into a pile of pale bone fragments that had settled on the bottom of the sea, the octopus kraken returned to the cave, and two thick tentacles poked out of the water, the end of one tentacle adsorbed the dark green soul bead, and the end of the other tentacle adsorbed the last struggling bone rat.

Ron took the orb and absorbed all the wandering painful souls again, then held the struggling bone rat with one hand.

When Hatina resorted to the blood sacrifice of the undead, Ron knew that he was behind the Brussels family, and another near-miss death made Ron determined to teach the other party a profound lesson, and he stared at the Bone Rat.

"House of Brussels, you have succeeded in provoking my wrath!"

Ron had brought the Bone Rat back to the lab, and he had already figured out how to deal with the foe that was still haunting.

The Brussels family is indeed strong, strong enough to crush Ron head-on, but that doesn't mean Ron can only tremble when facing them, as long as he grasps the opponent's weakness, even the apprentice can give the opponent a fatal blow.

The stronghold of the Brussels family is in the depths of the swamp of the undead, and the undead of the swamp are inhabited for them, shielding them from most ill-intentioned prying eyes and revenge.

This time, Ron has set his sights on revenge on the undead who have supported the foundations of the entire Brussels family.

Even if it is a low-level undead, as long as they kill enough, it will also make the Brussels family's heart bleed.

Ten days later, a bone rat scurried out of Ron's lab and returned to land under the watchful eye of an octopus kraken.

At this time, the Bone Rat had long since lost Hatina's consciousness, and had not been able to change back into human form for ten consecutive days, which had already completely wiped out Hatina's consciousness.

In the simple consciousness of the Bone Rat, there is the last remnant of Hatina before he died, that is, to return to Brussels.

With the help of Marais and a breathing potion, the Bone Rat returned to the Swamp of the Dead.

The little bone rat didn't notice that its pale bones had somehow developed black spots, like a stain that had been stained by chance.

The black specks were originally the size of a thumb, but after the Bone Rat entered the Swamp of the Undead, the black specks began to spread rapidly.

After the Bone Rat turned black, it twitched a few times, and then slowly sank into the swamp.

A strange aura quietly spread in the swamp of the undead, this aura was extremely rare in the Southern Islands, it was the breath of the abyss!

This is Ron's gift for the Brussels family - Abyss Pollution!

The power of the undead may be able to resist most poisons and curses, but in the face of the abyssal pollution, it is still too weak, so that the rich undead power in the undead swamp not only cannot annihilate this trace of pollution power, but has become the nourishment of the pollution power.

Unbeknownst to Brussels, their greed had not brought Ron back, but a blackened rat of bones.

Where the Bone Rat sank, a thick darkness was brewing and spreading.