Chapter 530

There are not many things, only three.

The one on the far left is an A4-sized hardcover book, about as thick as two knuckles, with a blood-colored cold vertical pupil printed on the cover of the hardcover book.

The vertical pupils are lifelike, and when you touch them with your fingers, a slippery feeling comes from the pads of your fingers, making your scalp numb and your back feel chilly.

The strange thing is that this blood-colored vertical pupil doesn't give people an evil feeling, but only cold and indifferent, which is completely different from the painting style of the evil god Anzmat.

In the middle is a black and red altar, the altar is only the size of a palm, and the style is rough. Just as Su Mu held it in his hand, a familiar murmur sounded in his ear.

"This thing definitely belongs to Anzmat himself. It's this kind of whispering sound all day long, and I don't know how to change it. I'm tired of hearing it."

Su Mu was deeply desperate for the unique aesthetics of this evil god lord, and whispered every now and then, so it's better to do some tricks.

For example, at certain moments, girls utter whispers that can make a man's bones go numb after hearing it.

In that case, Su Mu reckons that this Lord Evil God will soon become a regular, and he won't be in such a miserable situation.

This is the gap brought about by the difference in thinking.

The last piece is a fist-sized crystal, which reflects grotesque scenes, like a dream.

Su Mu carried these three treasures with him, he was afraid that if he threw them into the evil spirit world, they would be corroded by the negative energy inside and become residues.

Although there is a high probability that this situation will not happen, after all, the things that a god has to bother to carry before his fall are by no means ordinary products, but Su Mu dare not gamble, what if he guesses wrong?

At that time, Su Mu would not even have a place to cry.

Anyway, carrying it with him would at most cause dull murmurs in his ears, and he almost felt calluses, so he didn't care.

The only pity is that Anzmat's death was very thorough, and his soul was crushed by the system so that there was not even a residue left. The specific functions of these three rare treasures required him to spend time researching and pondering.

In addition to these three amazing treasures, Su Mu also found many mutated plants and a small amount of high-purity magic stones.

These plants were mutated by the energy radiation of the god corpse. Although the effect was unknown, Su Mu still packed them up and took them away based on the principle that nothing was wasted.

But it's a pity that most of these plants turned into a handful of fly ash as soon as they were dug up, and only a small half of the plants remained tenaciously alive.

The energy contained in the magic stone is of high purity, but the amount is too small. Su Mu absorbed them all on the spot, and only gained 10,000 evolution points.

After digging out the plants and absorbing the magic stone, Su Mu achieved the achievement of scraping the ground three feet away. Seeing that there was really nothing left, he left the ground unsatisfied.

Black Blood on the Surface and Xizheng huddled restlessly in an inconspicuous corner waiting for Su Mu's return.

Although the two of them didn't know what happened underground, the fight between the evil god Anzmat and Su Mu was too exaggerated, and they could clearly perceive the terrifying aftermath even though they were far away from the underground.

If Su Mu is defeated, the only way to wait for the two of them is death. Not only will they die here, but their tribe will also disappear on this land because they lost the protection of the tree god.

"Great tree god, you are the master of thunder, eternal immortality, the protector of all things, and the enlightener of all living beings. May your prestige and kindness shine everywhere, and may your holiness and immortality shine forever on the earth."

The two prayed anxiously, hoping that the tree god would return safely.