The thick white bear cloak wrapped around his body, covering Charle's messy and broken suits and trousers, and completely covered up the special light golden strange patterns that appeared on his body at some point.

The dazzling, dazzling blonde hair, still maintained the previously neat short hairstyle, and the exposed skin also looked a little smoother. At the same time, his overall facial features became more three-dimensional.

This directly caused a major change in Charles' image.

Originally, his image was quiet, restrained, and seemed harmless.

However, now, although there was no exception, sitting there alone was like a surging and burning sun, full of silence, and silently attracted everyone's attention.

"I can't see through you anymore." The crow that fell not far away sighed sharply.

"To be honest, so do I."

Charles answered absent-mindedly.

He was sitting on a big rock on the top of the mountain at this moment, looking at the golden hair that was tugging down his palms and secretly had a headache.

"How should I explain it after I go back? Hair dyeing? Or a mutation of strength..."

The young man was a little absent-minded, so he accidentally pinched a black bone held in his other hand and smashed it.

Opening his palms and looking at the black bone fragments that had lost all their activity, Charles fell into deep thought.

Although increasing physical strength is a good thing, it can easily cause trouble if it is not controlled...

Although I can't figure out what happened this "evolution", it is obvious that Leviathan, as the energy source, was sucked clean by him, so that the bone was dead.

"The existence of a large number of life breaths activates the unique talents hidden inside the body?"

"But if you guess correctly, this kind of autonomous change should be restricted. The absorption angels rely on the Death Wings. What about this time?"

"Is there a loophole in that kind of restriction?"

Charles couldn't figure it out, but it didn't prevent him from seeing what other changes he had in addition to his physical fitness this time.

...

【Unextinguished Fire: Under the sunshine, the fire of your life will never be extinguished】

...

What does the fire of life mean?

Not dead?

Seeing this new feature quietly emerging, Charles was a little confused.

His Death Wings has the talent of immortality, and the ability to be born after this sudden change seems to belong to this.

But he has never figured out what the hell is to die.

"You can't try it once."

This idea was a bit crazy, so Charles decisively left it behind.

However, although he was not sure what the talent was about, he could clearly feel the other benefits of physical fitness.

Not only strength, but the overall quality has been enhanced, and even the thinking is much more active than before.

At the same time, an inexplicable warm current merged into his body from all directions, as if the sun above the snowy clouds in the sky was emitting waves of force to nourish him.

Or he was unconsciously absorbing the surrounding sunlight, making his body seem to have endless vitality.

Charles believed that he would not have to sleep or rest in this state to maintain his peak.

Of course, this is a situation during the day, and there is obviously no such good thing at night.

Is this because of the fire that never goes out? Or is it because of the strange golden patterns appearing on the skin on the body?

Shire didn't know that every god inheritance in the main world is basically a scorpion shit, and it is impossible for others to tell him what the specific effect of this change is.

"I'll know when I really die."

Thinking of this, he simply stood up, asked for a black robe and put it on, and bid farewell to the three-eyed crow. Under the reluctant gaze of the young dragon, he launched the teleportation and disappeared from the spot.

Although this sudden change disrupted the rhythm a bit, he did not forget his original purpose - to find the mother of all things and turn it into a seed.

——

The most obvious feeling of reaching the dark forest from the ice and snow world was not the temperature, but the warm currents that seemed to nourish his body all the time suddenly disappeared.

There was obviously no sun in Purgatory, and the infinite vitality dissipated as a result, as if it was knocked down from the mortal world, which made Charles sigh with a loss.

Then he saw a pool of dry and viscous liquid on the ground under his feet.

The black liquid merges with the soil and connects with other "same kind". The special corrosion effect makes the open space in front of you full of strange mud like a swamp, and at the same time it is even more silent and dead.

[Leviathan's loss of vitality, Section 751 of the vertebrae], [Leviathan's loss of vitality, Section 3 of the large intestine], [Leviathan's loss of vitality, Spleen], [Leviathan's loss of vitality, Eyeball], [Leviathan's loss of vitality, Leviathan's loss of vitality, Leviathan's loss of vitality, Leviathan's loss of vitality,]...

As you see, reminders appear one after another in front of you, representing a pool of black swamps.

"What the hell is this?"

He muttered to scan the surroundings, and Charles was about to flash away from the place, but suddenly a faint voice came from his feet, "You, what kind of monster are you?"

Some mistakes were not enough. Charles looked down and suddenly found that he was stepping on a dirty face under his feet. He was shocked and quickly took a few steps back.

At the same time, his eyes immediately turned blue, and he was about to freeze the thing without asking anything. As a result, this face that seemed to grow from the ground hurriedly screamed in panic.

"No, don't kill me, I'm very useful, really, believe me!"

Hearing this, Charles paused, thought for a while, gathered the Book of Roots, touched a page with his palm, and summoned a vengeful spirit wearing a medieval maid's robe.

After commanding the resentful spirit to "pull" this thing out through his mouth and nostrils, he realized that this thing was not a face, but a head covered by black mud.

In fact, the Eye of True prompts almost the same thing-

【Leviathan's dying brain】

...

The head was obviously caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the ghost, but he was even more afraid of Charles' cold eyes looking at him quietly.

A cold breath kept popping up around the brain, and it shouted, but could not stop the ice.

In the end, except for a mouth, the blonde head, which looked no different from a normal adult male, had been frozen into an ice sculpture.

"I'm weak, you don't have to do that," he said in a weak voice.

"Maybe." Charles shrugged, signaling the resentful spirit holding his head to walk in front of him and leave the surroundings, then asked:

"Why is it a human?"

"What?"

"I said, why is it a human head? Shouldn't it be a monster?"

This question is quite tricky. After being stunned, the frozen head replied: "God will not allow us to become what we are like again, even in purgatory."

These words made Charles think about it, remembering the changes in the bone after entering the world of ice and fire.

However, he did not think about this matter, but asked another more practical question.

"Do you know the position of the mother of all things?"

"certainly."

The voice of the head hurriedly said, "That bitch has been wandering around the woodland No. 317 in recent years. I can take you there!"

"What's around her?"

"There is no less than 10,000 monster tribe under her control."

"All of them are ghosts?"

"Yes," said the head, and said proactively, expressing his kindness: "It can only be a ghost. Purgatory has no food, and living people, or living monsters, cannot survive here at all."

Charles was not surprised at this, and they didn't know anything else, but there was indeed nothing but wood in the forest under their feet.

Even this wood seems to be not the ordinary living tree, it looks lifeless.

But from this, another question flashed through my mind - since it was not a place for the creatures, why is there air?

I was a little puzzled, but Charles felt that only God knew about this...

Constantly asking my head about the mother of everything, ability, appearance, history, etc.

While answering, my head gave the resentful spirits a way, and there was no sign of any resentment or hatred.

But obviously Shire doesn't think he will always be so honest, but he has no intention of doing anything he can use this thing now.

On the way, the monotonous woods around him were really aesthetically exhausting, but because he was afraid that his head would take him into something, he had to pay attention.

However, with the Eye of Reality, Charles did not take too much effort to detect the "movements" around him.

While walking continuously, he was alert while walking, and suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "Do you know Sheding?"

"She Ding?"

Hearing the words, his head replied without thinking: "Of course I know that Shedin, like me, is the first creature sealed by God himself."
Chapter completed!