Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 754 - 519: Who Else Can Be the Best Support If Not Me_3

Chapter 754: Chapter 519: Who Else Can Be the Best Support If Not Me_3

Simply put, once this ability is used, the experience value obtained afterwards would be greatly reduced.

This ability can be used on living beings, but there’s a prerequisite: that both parties are in a state of contact, either directly or in the indirect manner just experienced.

After losing control, the severed tentacle of the Abyssal King entered a state of frenzied struggle, flailing wildly while burning and crackling.

However, what’s strange is that no matter how it thrashed, it would always actively avoid the area where Gaven stood, as if there were an invisible force protecting him.

In the end, not only was the Abyssal King’s severed tentacle ignited, but the entire room was set ablaze.

Everything here was deemed tainted, synonymous with evil.

Gaven, at the very center of the blazing white flames, remained unharmed. Although the flames could destroy matter, they originated from within, not truly flames of the mortal world, and did not emit heat.

The Six-armed Snake Demon and the six Shadow Walkers had no way to stand their ground in the room; they were forcibly driven out.

As they watched the figure at the very center of the blazing white flames, even the Six-armed Snake Demon’s eyes involuntarily showed a trace of awe.

The attack method just now had shattered her understanding. It seemed to lack strong aggressiveness by itself; the aggressiveness came from her own past sins and evil.

Self-blame, shame, remorse, a series of emotions she had never experienced before, were entwined around her like nightmares, causing her to fall into inextricable self-questioning and loathing.

Even the angels, who claimed to represent justice, had never been heard of possessing such a unique attack method.

How could such an extremely evil tactic exist in this world?

Exactly who was this young man?

The illegitimate child of some blasphemous god?

Previously, she had felt wronged for having stumbled, but now it seemed not unjustified at all.

Afterward, it would be necessary to engage in deep conversation with this young man.

Gaven concentrated without distraction on the purification in front of him.

Although Dimogorgen was not a deity, his abilities were on par with divine beings, at least comparable to existences of strong divine power.

Therefore, as a severed limb, Dimogorgen’s severed arm tentacle was incomparable to the Demigod’s Ruptured Palm of the Goddess of Revenge.

Previously, in order to purify the Demigod’s Ruptured Palm, he had used the strength of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree and Weizemay Manor.

This time, facing a stronger being, he has not yet used external forces, because his own strength compared with the last time is as different as heaven and earth—one enormous difference.

Borrowed strength is, after all, borrowed. Ten units of strength can only be used as one, whereas one’s own strength can make one unit into ten.

When Destroy Evil was fully activated, Gaven finally discovered the true utility of the Arcane Soul Tower.

This thing, it turns out, had a wonderful similarity to Mesnoel’s Tower of Dominion, amplifying the effect of spells, just not as pronounced as the Tower of Dominion.

A single layer could amplify the power of a spell by ten percent.

It might not seem like much, but do not forget that this thing is built continuously with professional level, and with just four levels, he could already perform spells at 1.4 times the normal level.

What about when his Arcane Adept profession reaches level ten? Twenty?

With this ability, who needs a Supermagic Feat?

The spells he casts come automatically endowed with it.

The key is that this ability is not only useful for the spells and Special Abilities he casts, but also for the unique abilities acquired through Milestones of Destiny.

Including Destroy Evil, it made him even more adept when casting.

Despite not being ordinary fire, the burning speed was extraordinary, yet the Abyssal King’s severed tentacle was also extraordinary, burning for nearly an hour. The light radiating from this place could be clearly seen by the cavalry stationed several kilometers away; they knew something out of the ordinary was happening here but had no clue what it was.

"Come in," Gaven’s voice called out as the blazing white flames subsided.

Not only did the Six-armed Snake Demon Nightshadow not feel overexerted and weak, she felt full of strength as she carefully stepped inside, the white flames that had daunted her extinguished.

The Abyssal King’s severed tentacle had disappeared, along with all the filth in the room, as if everything had been burned clean by the white flames.

In its place was a giant orb of light in Gaven’s hand.

The orb was golden, not very large, about the size of a normal human head, but the power it contained was as vast as the ocean.

The Six-armed Snake Demon Nightshadow’s gaze fell on the orb of light and couldn’t look away.

This was the essence of the Abyssal King’s severed tentacle.

Just one look, and the Six-armed Snake Demon Nightshadow was a hundred percent certain of it.

"Speak your true name, and it’s yours," Gaven cut straight to his condition without wasting words.

He was acutely aware of how tempting the demon essence in his hand was to the Six-armed Snake Demon Nightshadow.

This was the purified, harmless essence of one of the most powerful Demon Lords of the Bottomless Abyss.

Contained within were not only immense energy but also Dimogorgen’s understanding of the Abyssal Laws—his exclusive special abilities.

As expected.

The greed that shot from the Six-armed Snake Demon Nightshadow’s eyes was like hellfire, capable of engulfing both Gaven and the demon essence in his hands.

Her sleek throat moved continuously, and her flame-like red lips opened and closed several times. A name tumbled on the tip of her tongue countless times, but she suppressed it with great willpower.

Of course, she could sense just how much the demon essence before her could help her; swallowing it could likely lead to a metamorphosis, allowing her to become a true Demon Lord.

But the price of using her demonic true name required careful consideration; it was equivalent to placing her life’s worth in someone else’s hands.

For a demon who trusted no one but herself, this was the most unacceptable condition.