Chapter 776: Chapter 249: Obtained a Very Powerful Disaster Object_3
Exclusive Entries:
1. Anchor of the flesh: Human vitality and blood not subject to contamination or genetic tampering by foreign species;
2. Spirit Fixation: Soul stability +30
3. Immortal Aegis Animals Affinity +99, Occupational Secret Skill comprehension +150%
4. Additional entry for Ring Spirit (Bloodsucking Lv1): Able to absorb +8% of biological essence blood to restore one’s own vitality and blood;
Detailed Explanation: An object of spirituality; an exclusive Holy Item of the God Stealer sequence, requires ‘Demonic Solution’ before use; The ring possesses indescribable high-tier Extraordinary Traits; able to absorb the essence blood of foreign species to recover the contract master’s own vitality and blood, enhance the spirituality of the Ring Spirit, and continuously grow the properties of the Relics entries; contains a slight residue of Blood Plague contamination; Symbiotic Contract;
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“A Disaster-item level accessory?”
Leonard Churchill looked at the ring and knew that it was the essence of the Great Bat Artifact Spirit he encountered before.
Moreover, this was the ring that once schemed against the ancestor of the White Family.
“This...”
Leonard Churchill inexplicably found himself in possession of an additional ring.
His first priority, of course, was to check the “negative effects.”
Finally, he saw the entry for [Symbiotic Contract] and suddenly realized, “So that’s the game. A forced contract for the sake of preserving spirituality?”
The Ring Spirit had already developed spiritual intelligence and made what it deemed the best choice.
When the King Snake appeared, it was already invincible.
Had it not made this choice, it knew that once discovered, it would either be sealed or destroyed.
After choosing a host, there was still a chance to alter the outcome.
Inside the Divine Temple, it sensed three people.
The younger women were too weak; only Leonard Churchill was suitable.
Moreover, once it contaminated its host, it could even usurp control, making the host its slave and thus Make a comeback.
Leonard Churchill understood why the golden Skeleton at the entrance, the former master of the White Family, had killed himself.
The symbiosis implied by “Symbiotic Contract” meant that if the Artifact Spirit died, the host must die too.
Similarly, if the host died, the Artifact Spirit would also perish.
Although he didn’t know why its spirituality did not die off completely the last time...
But the fact remained just that.
In other words, by forming a contract with Leonard Churchill, the contract would exist unless he died.
Conversely, the Artifact Spirit did not wish for its host to die, or else it would be curtains for it as well.
Leonard Churchill suddenly felt, “Perhaps this was a good thing?”
The King Snake’s attack, although not entirely eradicating the Ring Spirit, grievously wounded its spirituality.@@@@
It also cleansed most of the contamination from the ring.
As for what remained...
Neither Faith Pollution nor Blood Plague seemed to pose a problem for Leonard Churchill.
Thinking this, his expression grew increasingly odd.
Could this be a stroke of luck?
“But speaking of which, was that ability to extract my blood out of thin air actually the Ring Spirit’s transcendent ability?”
Leonard Churchill was hearing about this concept of an Artifact Spirit for the first time.
It was also his first encounter with such high-end items.
Looking at the description, the ring’s bloodsucking not only could restore the wearer’s vitality and blood, but the artifact itself could also grow, just like how a card master could continuously absorb Extraordinary Traits to become stronger.
Thanks to the Artifact Spirit, the “God-stealing Ring” has become a piece of growth-type equipment.
And as to what height it could grow in the future, there was still a lot of potential to look forward to.
It was, after all, a Supreme treasure.
This was also the second Disaster-item Leonard Churchill could use, besides the Clown mask.
“A Protracted War Divine Artifact, huh...”
Having understood everything, Leonard Churchill smiled and gladly accepted it.
As for the little bit of contamination in the ring, he would find a way to deal with it later.
...
Leonard Churchill placed Vera Williams and Pigeon in a safe spot.
He glanced at the battlefield and saw there was nothing much to clean up.
Although the Mithril ore scattered throughout the Divine Temple was invaluable, having crossed over here, he couldn’t take any of it with him.
Besides, now that the Contamination Source had been identified as the Pottery Jar and had escaped, the mine could be exploited.
And the purity of the ore was extremely high, the difficulty of mining very low, picking it up was nearly as easy as picking up money, and it hardly needed to be refined.
Vera Williams was going to get rich.
Tsk-tsk... If this mine was exploited, her personal wealth would perfectly rank among the top tycoons of the Federation.
Thinking of this, Leonard Churchill looked at the girl in a coma, his eyes gradually deepening.
He would eventually leave.
And he didn’t know how much longer he could stay.
Lost in thought, at this moment, a familiar scream came to his ears: “Hey yo, what happened here...”
Leonard Churchill turned his head and saw Elder Clinton approaching with a blustery air, his face full of surprise as he looked at the severely damaged Divine Temple, that old visage perfectly portraying the conflict between fear and the temptation of easy gains. He wanted to pick up Mithril but was afraid of trouble.
Leonard Churchill could tell from Elder Clinton’s shifty demeanor that his time experiencing his other identity was gone.
But undeterred, he still asked, “Elder, do you... remember anything?”
Elder Clinton responded with a bewildered look: “What?”
Leonard Churchill’s eyes twitched as he gestured toward the obelisk, “That stele.”
Elder Clinton: “Ah... What about the stele?”
Leonard Churchill: “I mean... did you figure anything out?”
Elder Clinton: “Figure out what from a stele? Isn’t it just a bare stone slab?”
Leonard Churchill: “Nevermind, it’s nothing.”
Elder Clinton: “...”
Leonard Churchill, still not giving up: “By the way, Elder. Do you know how to cure ‘Blood Plague’?”
Elder Clinton: “Ah... are you infected with the plague? You... I don’t mean that, but don’t stand so close to me.”
Leonard Churchill: “...”