Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

The blood was wrapped in some kind of gray substance, exuding a faint fishy-sweet smell from the inside out. It paused in mid-air for a few seconds, and then fell naturally. It landed on the hard ground with a "snap" and quickly penetrated. Only a faint purple water mark was left.

The light blue Poseidon's divine power was rendered gray-blue by a mysterious force, and the charming mandala flowers bloomed in front of his eyes, exuding a richer smell of blood.

Oscar lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand. The wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving a mark of a small mandala flower, as if it was a flower of hell rooted in the soil with his body. He lost consciousness for a moment and could clearly feel it. The divine power was drained away bit by bit.

Oscar endured the discomfort and continued to wait until his divine power was completely drained. He knelt down weakly on one knee and covered his chest with one hand. A phantom appeared in front of his eyes. He vaguely saw Ning Rongrong smiling at him.

Oscar chuckled self-deprecatingly and put his hands on the ground. The mandala flower that was blooming on the barrier quickly withered, and the petals fell off. With this flower as the center, deep purple spread outwards like a spider web.

As the last petal fell, the barrier collapsed completely, and the energy was absorbed by Oscar. Oscar's face gradually turned rosy, and a beautiful mandala appeared under his eyes. Then he walked into the Poseidon Temple as if nothing happened.

After walking to the inner hall, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing fell down beside the bed, completely unconscious. Ning Rongrong lay on the bed, her clothes soaked with cold sweat, her hair stuck to her forehead, and her lips lost color, looking very embarrassed.

Oscar walked towards Ning Rongrong step by step, his eyes full of struggle, and finally sat beside her, tracing her appearance with his fingers in the air.

The room was extremely dark. Under the reflected light from the metal products, Oscar's skin was very white, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness and had not seen the sun for a long time.

As power poured out from her fingertips, the cursed power in Ning Rongrong's body seemed to be attracted by some fatal attraction, flowing against the energy into Oscar's body.

This kind of energy conversion is extremely damaging to the body. Coupled with the erosion of the power of the curse, Oscar fell down on the bed almost as soon as he finished. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing moved and fell into deep sleep again.

"Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"The power of the curse has greatly eroded your body. You will always stop here, and you will never even be able to escape your fate and enter reincarnation... Do you regret it?"

This time, Oscar finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. It was oppressive, dark, and cold. A man in black almost blended into the environment. Even though the green flames on the side were very bright, he could still barely tell that it was the bottle of liquid for him. man.

"What do you regret?" Oscar's voice was hoarse, his throat was dry, and he could even taste the faint smell of blood. He repeated his question. He had thought about the consequences since he gave up everything to summon the gods from the beginning. Why should he regret it? It's all your own choice.

"You are quite magnanimous. I hope you can still think like this in the future..."

The body, or rather the spiritual body, quickly retreated and was taken away by the messenger who controlled everything in the darkness. The man and the space became smaller and smaller until they completely disappeared from sight.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and the sequelae of using medicine and energy conversion have completely exploded. The body is like a balloon with holes, unable to carry any power.