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Before he knew it, Parin's face began to turn pale again, and the vitality on his body rapidly decreased, transforming in the direction of the dead man at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sui Xiong sensed his abnormality and hurriedly used a magic power to replenish his vitality.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter, Brother Parin?" asked Gerald with his mind.

Sui Xiong was silent for a moment, and honestly told him about Palin's situation.

"What?!His soul has long since left his body, and now he only relies on his life force to let his body and residual thoughts move?, but I think everything seems to be normal with him, without the slightest problem!"

"I don't know what's going on. Sui Xiong spread his tentacles and put on a helpless posture, "I only know that once he loses the external supply and the remaining life force in his body is used up, he will die immediately." So you can also see that he often needs to replenish his life force. ”

"But this is not a long-term solution, can't you add a lot at once?"

"Void is not replenished...... You don't understand this, in short, his body can't absorb a lot of life force at once, and it is harmful to supplement too much. As Sui Xiong spoke, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way.

There is a cold medicine on the earth, called "sustained-release capsules", which can achieve the effect of a capsule for 12 hours by sealing the medicine in some small packages with different dissolving speeds (he is not sure if this is the case, maybe it is), according to this idea, he can also do this!

As soon as he thought of it, he tried to condense a large amount of life force into a ball, and made a honeycomb shell out of dissolvable gum, each small cell had about the same amount of life force as needed to replenish Parin's life force, and the thickness of the shell of each cell was different...... Finally, there is a small round ball about a centimeter in diameter.

Of course, this is only a prototype and needs to be fully tested to ensure its safety. Therefore, Sui Xiong did not rush to give this thing that might be regarded as a pill to Parin, but built a structure similar to that of a human stomach and intestine in his body.

Let's do clinical trials first.

However, there is no urgency in this matter, and the immediate priority is to dispose of the loot.

Having repelled the god of conspiracy, its god made the four-faced monster a trophy of Sui Xiong. This strange creature contains great power, and it is a grandmaster-level powerhouse in illusion. Sui Xiong swallowed it in one gulp, carefully decomposed and studied, and suddenly felt that he had gained a lot, and even got an unexpected surprise.

As the divine envoy of the god of conspiracy, the soul of this four-faced monster actually contains some divine power of the god of conspiracy.

The main priesthood of the god of conspiracy is conspiracy, deception, and illusion, and there are many secondary ones, what evil, chaos, darkness, uncleanness...... There are a lot of bits and pieces, and I can't analyze them for a while. In general, compared to the priesthood of shadows, guardians, and death, there is almost nothing else, and the sturdy and simple night god is the sleepless god of the janitor, this god of conspiracy can be described as versatile, with bells and whistles like a wandering magician on the streets.

By analyzing the divine power, understanding and mastering the power possessed by this deity, and then learning to imitate, this is something Sui Xiong has done once before. However, compared to the remaining divine power in the shrine last time, this time the divine power is far superior in both quality and quantity. It was pure and majestic, although it was only a little bit, but it was at least comparable to a blow from Sui Xiong's eighty percent strength. If that four-faced monster could really fully exert these divine powers, Sui Xiong would definitely not be able to catch it so easily.

Analyzing divine power is a technical job, and it can't be done for a while. Sui Xiong is not in a hurry, he can't finish it and do it slowly. Anyway, time really doesn't mean much to him.

When he was cultivating in the Ice Trench, God knows how many years have passed, and at the beginning, he would write down a year or two according to the changes in cold and heat, but then he couldn't remember it clearly, so he simply didn't bother to remember it.

Compared to those long and boring years, the time it took to analyze the divine power was simply not worth mentioning.

And his two subordinates don't have much concept of time, Gerald belongs to the kind that sleeps when he is full, and used to think hard about how to promote the belief of his gods, since he has Palin, a smart colleague, he can't even bother to think, the degree of laziness is simply outrageous, and Palin is the opposite of him, as long as the body without a soul has enough vitality, there is no need to sleep at all, except for reading books all day long, he is ashamed to be diligent.

Sometimes Sui Xiong also thinks that it would be better if these two people were averaged......

The days went by, and the giant jellyfish floating in the sky didn't need to eat, and the two people in the treasure cave could use magic to make food, and they didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

But these days have been difficult for Wren, since the last time he suffered a loss under Sui Xiong, the god of conspiracy has been reluctant to pay attention to this area, and Wren, who has been waiting for the gods to answer his prayers, will naturally live like a year. He could now feel himself aging almost every day, slowly but surely moving towards death, but he had no hope of going to the kingdom of God. This desperate life drove him almost insane, and later he had to rely on drugs to sleep, but even if he took enough sleeping pills for a cow to put down, he would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, crying and shouting, like a child abandoned by his parents.

In desperation, he pondered that the reason why the god of conspiracy did not respond to his prayers might be that his plan had not fully succeeded - for example, the Dead Cloud scroll might have gone wrong and not be activated smoothly. For example, the giant's bone bracelet can not only perform restoration, but also dispel spells...... If you think about it, his plan was actually flawed, and it was not surprising that something went wrong.

"It must be that my plan didn't succeed, but I bragged to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty was angry!" Thinking about it, Wren was sweating profusely, all frightened, "The only chance to save now is to go again and get things done!"

Even so, the thought of coming face to face with the angry giant made his legs weak.

After persisting for about a month, Wren finally couldn't stand this life anymore. So he made up his mind, took the few remaining loyal subordinates in the Thieves' Guild, and found a good mage to help, and the group went to Ruhl's treasure in a mighty way.

"We're going to deal with a giant?" asked the mage as he camped on the way.

"Yes, a giant. ”

"What's it good for?" the mage asked.

"It's a lot of strength, it's very strong, it's fast. And very rare, not stupid. Wren said.

The mage pondered for a moment and asked, "Does it have any other abilities worth mentioning?" or special equipment?"

"There is a suspected high-level magic object, a bone bracelet known to provide healing. "My guess is that there may be the will of some god dwelling in it. ”

"This can't be!" the mage immediately dismissed the speculation, "Giants don't have gods of their own, and I can't think of a god who would tolerate his relics falling into the hands of a giant without sending a paladin to retrieve them." It should only be the ancestral spirits of their tribe, these wild races often believe in ancestors, and magical items such as those where ancestral spirits reside are found from time to time. ”

When it comes to spells, of course, it's the professionals who are more authoritative. Wren stopped insisting on his opinion and instead asked the mage what to do with the giant.

"The best way to deal with giants is to use illusion to lure them into falling off a cliff on their own. But according to what you said, it's a sealed cave that can only be accessed with teleportation magic, so it's impossible to do that......" The mage pondered, thinking for a moment, and then he asked, "How high is that cave, is it spacious?"

"Not very high. Wren replied truthfully, "The place is also a little narrow, and the giant needs to bend down a little when he stands in it." ”

The mage's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had a solution.

"In that case, it's simple. He laughs and says, "I have a way to deal with such a big guy in narrow terrain." When the time comes, a spell will go down to ensure that its head will be broken, bleeding, tendons, broken bones, and it may be very likely to die directly. ”

Wren was immediately overjoyed, but after thinking about it, he was a little uneasy: "What if it doesn't get stuck?"

"Then I'm sure I'll be able to trap it completely and make it unable to move. The mage said confidently, "Then I'll use another spell—"

Speaking of which, he thought for a moment and asked, "Don't you mind if that bone bracelet is lost?"

"Of course I don't mind!" Wren said categorically, "there's such a big treasure in the back!"

"That's it, leave it to me, it's easy. The mage stood up, dusted his clothes, and went back to his tent to sleep.

As a mage who fights with brains instead of muscles, he doesn't need to participate in the vigil. On the contrary, giving him enough rest to be able to cast spells steadily was an important reason why Wren had come with a large group of men.

After all...... In the face of that terrifying giant, neither the bow nor the sword can be very powerful. What can really decide the outcome of this battle is still the perception technique after all.

Watching the mage go to rest, Wren sat by the campfire, looking at the flames that were blazing, and fell into deep thought.

If the giant wasn't really dead, if it was strong enough to carry the Death Cloud Technique, if the bracelet really contained the will of a god......

He sighed deeply, his face haggard.

In the corner of the camp, the vice president, who had been silent since the departure, watched all this quietly, his eyes flickering.

"The old man really can't do it anymore. A thought that had never been felt before slowly germinated in his heart, "Perhaps...... I need to do something for myself......"