I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

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"Lu Yuan, even if you have the ability to resurrect, you can’t escape the entanglement of demons. That’s a rule sinking deep into the soul, which will completely change your thinking," Old Cat said coldly.

"If you’ve made up your mind and can accept losing everything you cherish now, I won’t object. After all, we are battle companions, and I’ll stick to you, making a ’da-da-da’ sound."

"Go to hell," Lu Yuan swore.

He put the remnants of the demon back into his backpack.

Then he took out that clump of resin, which was wrapped around the blood of a ghost.

The cold power was flowing within, emitting a silent yet bizarre language.

Holding the clump of resin, the eyes on his hand were influenced by this power, involuntarily closing back.

"If you release the ghost, it will cause even more disaster," Old Cat added, "You might have a resurrection point outside, a chance to escape from the clutches of monsters. But if the ghost comes out, even if you resurrect, you might not be able to get away."

"Who said I was going to release the ghost! Damn it!"

In the impenetrable gloom, Lu Yuan cursed as he took off his armor.

The Black Iron Armor wasn’t of much use anyway; it was better to go in light.

His body, his back, was all eyes, opening one after another, like flowers in bloom.

Within the pupils of these crimson eyes, the light of the Extraordinary Spark was blooming.

The two forces were in constant conflict. Without a Level Three Spark, Lu Yuan would have lost his mental will a long time ago.

He gritted his teeth and used a dagger to dig out an eyeball on his shoulder, leaving behind a bloody hollow.

"Come on, haha!"

It was strange, he felt hardly any pain, as if his entire body was numb from anesthesia.

"Old Cat, help me stuff it in."

Old Cat understood his intention, and stuffed that ghastly green resin into Lu Yuan’s wound.

Instantly, the cold power from the resin reached his crown chakra.

The numbness in the wound seemed to be driven away, replaced by an extreme pain that made Lu Yuan gasp and emit a pained howl.

And the blood wrapped in the resin, as if aware of the external blood, wriggled ceaselessly like tadpoles.

"If we don’t ignite it, it seems there’s not too much of a problem," Old Cat remarked, moving closer to the lump of resin, "At least, this drop of blood can’t break out now... I wonder what this resin really is, its level of terror is just too high."

The power of the ghost was indeed much stronger than that of monsters.

As Lu Yuan stuffed the resin into his body, the eyes close to the resin, especially those on his neck and forehead, entered a half-open, half-closed state, no longer vying for control.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt he had regained some control over his body.

"If I’m about to lose control mentally, you light it for just a second, then immediately extinguish it."

"There’s no issue on my end," said Old Cat, "but the power of the ghost might infiltrate your body. It’s not a demon, but who knows what its rules really are?"

"It’s fine, there are always risks to bear."

"You guys who can fight against anomalies are all tough people," Old Cat said wistfully.

"Are you convinced now?" Lu Yuan’s face was covered by "Leo’s Mask," and the eye sockets blazed with crimson light.

"Even those Rize people are tough characters."

He walked toward the depths of the earth, taking his steps slowly, laboriously.

It was still very hard, the resin wasn’t ignited, and the permeating power was not much. The power of the ghost and monsters were battling in his body, giving him the sensation of boiling blood.

His heart inside his chest was fast one moment, slow the next—almost like he could die of sudden heart failure at any time.

"The sixth layer now... Is there still more?!" Lu Yuan sighed deeply.

In fact, he had stopped at the end of the fourth layer.

The fifth layer required at least a Level Four Extraordinary Spark.

The sixth layer was beyond Lu Yuan’s imagination, perhaps calling for a Level Five Spark.

In this damned place, the ground was soft and squishy, as if he were walking inside the intestines of an animal. The walls and ceiling slowly writhed.

He could not tell whether these things were figments of his imagination or actually existed.

Fortunately, there were no monsters in this damned place.

"The Idealist Interference here is severe. Moving forward, I won’t be able to speak, and most of the equipment on my body is being interfered with," said Old Cat, "But the simplest mechanical devices still operate. A lighter, I can still press it for you." (The lighter was provided by the Rize people.) n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"No worries, then I’ll leave it to you..."

"If you lose control completely, I’ll blow you up, save the trouble for later."

"Alright..."

"I feel like I’m getting close to the end... Tado, are you there?!"

On the other end of the telepathy, no one spoke...

Tado, might have lost control too.

"Old Cat, I must enter Deep Meditation, I can’t hold on any longer," Lu Yuan said with a wry smile, "But I will definitely wake up!"

Then there was the seventh layer!

In the thick darkness, Lu Yuan’s eyes suddenly turned pitch black, losing himself, he began to sprint forward!

Old Cat also knew that this moment was of utmost importance.

It didn’t rush to ignite that lump of resin but simply let Lu Yuan run forward!

On the walls appeared one giant eye after another, increasing in number to an unnerving extent!

Even Old Cat, an artificial intelligence, felt a touch of despair. This was just an Early Epoch anomaly with not too high an intelligence, and there were some loopholes to exploit.

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