Chapter 293 The Making Process of Treasures
Dim yellow pus and dark green thick juice spurted out.
The mixed foul-smelling liquid slid from the corners of Juanlu's mouth.
"Ugh... um"
Juanlu was so nauseous that he retched, and he tried his best to swallow what was in his mouth.
He had lost his sense of taste; his brain was blocking it out.
You can see that his eyes are dull and numb, but reveal a fierceness.
"Hmm!" An angry nasal sound came from his nose.
Chew and swallow, repeat this process.
In front of him was the remaining skeleton of the wild boar monster, with some of the flesh and blood removed from the skeleton.
It didn't even appear in the surrounding swamps.
It was as if it disappeared out of thin air.
Disappeared into Juanlu's stomach.
Without this flesh and blood.
The wild boar monster was also difficult to revive. Each time it was resurrected, it was no longer as perfect as before, lacking in weight and flesh.
The energy brought by his flesh was also quickly restoring the magic power and physical strength in Juanlu's body.
The opposite was mental torture and the desecration of his taste buds.
Juanlu felt like a scavenger monster now.
When he stuffed the last bit of rotten meat into his mouth, he swallowed it and wiped his mouth vigorously.
"vomit……"
After retching for a while, the weapon in his hand burst into flames, and this time the flames shot straight up like a torch.
Shining down on the entire swamp.
Raise your hands high and smash them down hard.
The pig skeleton that struggled to its feet was shattered once again.
This time, even if the surrounding swamp mud and water gathered together, it would be difficult to revive it again.
Because only the skeleton was left, the rotten flesh and blood on it had been completely eaten and digested by Juanlu and turned into strength.
"Breathe...inhale..." Juanlu kept breathing.
The breathing sound was so harsh, even the breath was filled with anger.
"Are you angry?"
A tall fat man who was over two meters tall and extremely strong, but seemed to be full of fat, appeared in front of Juanlu.
You can tell from the way he's dressed.
He is a drill sergeant.
He asked, looking at Juanlu with a smile on his face.
Juanlu just looked at him viciously: "I respected you before, but now I just want to say... you should be glad that you can't leave the Trial Hall."
"You also know about the Trial Hall. That must be the one who said it. Haha, but how do you feel about it?"
The sturdy man with a strong physique asked with a big laugh, not caring about Juanlu's bad words.
"I just want to use clean water to take out my intestines and clean them thoroughly. No, not just my intestines and stomach, but everything."
"Haha, want to think of something happy? For example, you have successfully passed the challenge trial, achieved your goal, and are about to receive a reward. How about it? Are you happy?" The instructor said with a smile.
He walked over and wanted to pat Juanlu on the shoulder, but stopped.
He pinched his nose, frowned and said, "Oh, you stink!"
"You... humph, who do you think is the reason?"
This sentence almost made Juanlu explode with anger, but he still stubbornly endured it.
Compared to previous experiences, this no longer seemed to matter.
"Oh, don't be so angry, you should feel the changes in your body, shouldn't you thank me?" The instructor patted his fat belly, the fat rolled like waves, he said doubtfully.
Hearing this, Juanlu sat down on a rotten log nearby.
Look at this instructor.
"Of course I feel that. I just feel that the experience I just went through is not worth it at all just to exchange for something like this. Remember, it is not worth it at all!"
Juanlu said this and looked at the surrounding environment.
"What are you waiting for? Make this damn place disappear!"
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, but this place does smell pretty bad." The instructor said nonchalantly and waved his hand.
The surroundings faded away and they were back on the platform that led to everywhere.
"Tell me, what is the purpose of the last layer?" Although Juanlu could feel the changes in his body, his bloodline was stimulated.
But he still didn't understand the purpose of this last layer.
The instructor stood by and watched him.
Said: "You have the blood of the gluttony demon in your body. Although I don't know why humans have this kind of thing, it exists.
And it has already been revealed, even if it is only a little bit, but if it is stimulated, it will be of great help to you. "
"So the previous layer was just to help me stimulate this bloodline?"
“Of course not only that. To stimulate your bloodline, it doesn’t have to be that disgusting or difficult. It can be stimulated with a little difficulty.
But if you want to meet the requirements of the Trial Tower and let him judge that you have the ambition to make progress and surpass your former self, then you have to be that disgusting. "
Hearing this, Juanlu scratched his head in annoyance: "If progress and transcendence means that I can accept some disgusting food more than before, then it has indeed been done."
"You have surpassed more than just these... You will know later."
The instructor glanced at him and didn't elaborate.
"What does the gluttonous demon mean? Why do I have his blood?" Juanlu asked puzzledly.
"I don't know, because I'm curious too." The instructor spread his hands and said.
He is indeed strange.
“In the era when I was alive, the Gluttony Demon was a very famous divine monster.
Most of the creatures with his bloodline are various monsters and beasts, and there has never been any record of humans appearing."
Hearing this, Juanlu nodded.
No more words were said.
“Well, you have successfully passed the challenge, and you have met my requirements under my guidance.
Now come and claim the reward for your challenge, it should be something suitable for you."
Hearing this, Juanlu stood up.
Specks of golden light appeared above the space.
A spherical metal object floated down, and one could see fine lines carved on the surface of the sphere.
The emotionless voice sounded again.
"Congratulations, Trialist. Your challenge has reached the level of advancement and has surpassed your former self. Your performance is highly favored. Win your reward."
Juanlu raised his hands slightly and let the floating metal sphere fall into his palms.
The sphere fell into Juanlu's palm and opened like a flower, revealing what was inside.
An orange-red ball of light radiating hunger.
"Oh, it is this thing. You have to thank me." Looking at this thing, the instructor said with a smile.
"I personally hunted this thing before. It is the essence of the first offspring of the Gluttony Demon, an extremely powerful divine beast, almost standing at the same level as his father."
"What a pity... Unlike his father, who is slightly more rational, this child of his is powerful, but full of madness and savagery. We have to hunt him down to prevent him from causing more harm."
The instructor spoke on and on as if he was reminiscing.
At the same time, he also introduced the origin of this thing to Juanlu, explaining that this thing is closely related to Juanlu.
"Well, close the box and go find a good place to open it. This thing won't fit in your little ring. Be careful."
Juanlu nodded, and the iron sheet that had cracked like petals closed automatically again and was held in his arms.
"Although this last journey made me feel extremely sick and uncomfortable, one thing is for sure. You did give me a lot of help before this. Thank you."
Juanlu said while looking at the instructor in front of him.
"Haha, you still have some conscience. But don't thank me, thank the Achiever. Thank him for bringing us together."
"Sure, but don't let me catch you."
"Hahaha, if there's a chance."
The instructor no longer lingered, waved to Juanlu, and disappeared on the spot.
Juanlu stood there, nodded, and said softly, "Praise the enterprising people."
…
When the blue light appears on the transfer platform.
Juanlu returned successfully.
The people who were waiting nearby immediately stood up and surrounded them.
Mathilda swam up and checked Juanlu's condition.
"...Not injured? And in very good condition, very good, but why is there a foul smell?" After checking, Matlisa frowned and waved her nose .
"Anything else?" Upon hearing this, Juanlu sniffed his body carefully and was filled with a foul smell.
It seems like this stuff can't be washed off.
When he came out, he washed himself thoroughly in the Trial Tower.
He even washed his stomach, but he could still smell the stench.
"Don't you smell it?" Jason and Simon sniffed from the side but didn't smell anything.
"I just felt it inside your body when I was checking. Don't worry if there's nothing outside ," said Mathilda.
Only then did Juanlu feel relieved.
"Did you succeed?" Jason asked curiously.
Juanlu nodded.
Then he turned to look at Matlisa and asked, "What about your instructor? I mean, is he a bad character?"
"He's pretty good, a very nice person." Although Madeleine was surprised by Juanlu's question, she still recalled it.
"Really? That's good.
Although the challenge is very difficult, you can successfully pass it if you work hard at this stage. "
Hearing Juanlu's words, Mathilda nodded, the tension in her heart eased a little, and she slowly walked to the transmission platform.
He repeated Juanlu's previous operation, placed his right hand on the red stone, and disappeared.
After watching Mathilda leave, everyone turned to look at Juanlu.
"How about this time, how does it feel to be challenged?"
Hearing this, Juanlu sighed and sat down on a piece of gravel nearby.
Recalling my own challenging experiences.
Everyone knew by looking at Juanlu's condition that what he had experienced was obviously not proportional to his current condition, and he was in great pain.
He placed the iron ball in his hand at his feet, patted it and said, "This thing is a reward. As for my experience... it's very uncomfortable. I may not want to eat for a while."
He looked at his hands and said, "Maybe I won't even be able to cook for a while."
Mathilda had just checked and found that there was nothing wrong with his body and mind, but Juanlu said this again.
Then it must be a psychological problem.
Thinking of this, no one said much, but just nodded and encouraged with their eyes.
It seems that the challenge is not just a challenge to one's own strength.
"I don't recommend repeating it if you want to hear it."
“As long as you are serious enough and pay a little price, you can pass the levels before reaching the level of equal strength.
But the difficulty of the last level with equal strength will increase instantly, presenting me with a scene that I least want to face and least want to fight.
The way to pass the level is also hard for me to accept, which is the biggest torture for me. "
Hearing this, Simon frowned and scratched his chin.
He knew that now was not the right time to ask what the torture was, but he couldn't help his curiosity.
I can only hold it in like this and feel uncomfortable.
However, Juanlu was not prepared to skip it.
Directly describe the scene at that time.
“…”
When he finished speaking, everyone fell silent, and the look they gave Juanlu was not only sympathy and comfort, but also the look of a warrior.
"Oh my God...If it were me, I would have failed." Lucelia couldn't help but say.
She definitely couldn't do it, she would rather fail.
Then everyone quickly passed over the matter without further discussion.
In their minds, they have already raised the difficulty of the challenge mode.
This thing is not just a challenge of strength.
If they couldn't accept it, then it must be even more unacceptable to Juanlu.
Juanlu is a very good cook, and the food he eats is usually carefully prepared by himself.
You ask a chef to eat that stuff, that's not torture, that's what it is.
The people who are in opposition to him also put themselves in this position.
If they do challenge mode.
What will we face in the end?
The scene I least want to face and think about.
It’s chilling to think about it.
Maybe they don't even know it themselves.
Alka set his sights on the round metal ball that Juanlu received after winning the challenge.
"So what kind of treasure is this that you obtained?"
This situation has obviously not been under control and does look unremarkable.
Hearing this, Juanlu picked up the iron ball at his feet, shook his head and said: "This is not a treasure, it is a container."
"It's not a treasure?" Alka was a little surprised.
If you win a reward for completing a challenge, and it’s not a treasure, then what is it?
"The contents inside... well, I can't really explain it."
He thought about it and told everyone about his conversation with the instructor and the situation at that time.
After listening to his story, Alka frowned and rested his chin on the back of his hands, thinking.
"I think I have an idea that can explain why you have the blood of the gluttony demon in you."
Hearing this, everyone turned around.
"I don't know if I've ever told you that when I got Mirmi's memories, in addition to the formula for becoming a god, there was also a very interesting piece of news."
Alka had talked and discussed the formula for becoming a god with everyone before, but they didn't have much clue.
Everyone's strength is very weak.
He didn't know whether he had told this news or not.
“Treasures are part of God.”
"And the gluttons are called divine beasts. Does that mean they actually have some of the qualities of gods?"
As they said this, everyone nodded. It was indeed logical to think this way.
"Think back to the mural in the Vastva city-state. Is it possible that the monster killed by the king named Vastva was also a powerful divine monster?"
"A portion of the monster's divine essence was reshaped by the gods and turned into a treasure."
“Juan Lu also said that his family once controlled a treasure for a long time, which gave their descendants certain characteristics.
Is it possible that the treasure is a part of the gluttony demon's divinity after his death?"
After that, he pointed to the iron ball in Juanlu's hand and said, "The essence inside is the main part of a treasure. Can it be used to create a new treasure?"
After all, the information on the light spot on the map clearly stated that what was obtained should be a treasure.
There’s no reason why it wouldn’t be that thing.
Hearing this, Juanlu directly opened the iron ball in his hand.
"Hey! Wait, let's go back and fight again..."
Simon was a step too slow to speak, and Juanlu opened the iron ball directly.
"It's okay, he won't float away." Juanlu said as he looked at the opened iron ball and the divine luster inside the iron ball.
However, the opposite happened.
The orange ball of light suddenly began to absorb the surrounding magic power, and the magic power condensed on the body of the light ball.
This situation was so unexpected that everyone around didn't know what to do.
Looking at this situation, Alka's eyes were dim, and his thoughts were completely concentrated in his mind.
He was going through Mirmi's broken memories at the fastest speed, trying to find the reason.
Then, the moment he opened his eyes, he shouted, "Quick, throw your bat in."
