I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 905

Han Dong stepped into the temple, which was the most sacred and noble hall of the Uriel clan, but now, it has become a ruined temple, only a few statues of the patriarchs of the Uriel clan stand in the ruins.

According to the guidance of the controlling spirit talisman in his mind, Han Dong came to the altar in the deepest part of the temple.

Looking at the ten-meter-high, dark red altar in front of him, Han Dong was speechless. This altar was actually made of iron bricks condensed from blood iron.

The whole altar looked like a whole piece of blood iron, but Han Dong still found a slight trace of melting between the steps.

The purified blood iron is extremely tough, but it also has a shortcoming, that is, it needs to absorb the breath of energy and blood naturally exuded by the human body. The escaping Qi and blood will not cause any harm to the human body itself.

This is why blood iron can be one of the preferred materials for building spiritual towers.It's a pity that the blood-iron altar in front of me, because it hasn't absorbed the breath of blood for hundreds of years, has long been rotten. With a light tap of Han Dong, a large piece was snapped off, and with a light twist of his fingers, it turned into powder .

Such a blood-iron altar might not even be able to bear the weight of an ordinary person, let alone stepping on it step by step to climb an altar that is more than ten meters high.

Looking up, there is a faceless statue on the top of the altar. On top of its head, there is a crown made of dark red thorns, but this crown looks very crude, and the weaving method is also sloppy. It's almost like a child's work.

It's just that the controlling star in Han Dong's sea of ​​knowledge gave him the guidance of the crown of thorns on the blood iron altar.

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, and with a move with his right hand, the crown on the top of the faceless stone statue seemed to be lifted up by an invisible big hand, and then floated towards Han Dong.

The moment the crown of thorns touched Han Dong's fingers, Han Dong knew that this extremely simple-looking crown was the tribal artifact of the Uriel clan, the crown of thorns.

At this time, the blood in Han Dong's body seemed to be boiling, surging continuously. At the same time, a surge of power emerged from his body inexplicably. This power was very powerful, but it did not belong to Han Dong. The source came from this in his hand. The crown of thorns, but Han Dong can control it freely.

Han Dong involuntarily put the crown of thorns on his head. At this time, his cultivation began to improve rapidly!
The third level of the solid star realm, the fourth level of the solid star realm, the fifth level of the solid star realm... the twelfth level of the solid star realm!
breakthrough!

New Moon Realm level one!
In just a few seconds, Han Dong's strength rose from the second level of the Solid Star Realm to the first level of the New Moon Realm!It is equivalent to directly crossing a big realm!

And it was the crown of thorns in his hand that contributed to Han Dong's improvement!
It feels so wonderful to improve his realm. When his strength leaps, every cell in Han Dong's body seems to come alive, cheering for joy!
In this state, even though Han Dong had already noticed something strange, he still didn't want to interrupt the feeling of improvement.

In fact, while Han Dong's realm was improving, countless roots thinner than a hair protruded from the crown of thorns, piercing into his scalp.

"This feeling is so fast!" Han Dong felt the surging, tide-like power in his body, and a feeling that the whole world was being controlled by his palm suddenly came to his heart.

"It's really powerful. This is just a semi-sacred weapon, and the effect is so terrifying. I don't know how powerful the effect will be with a real divine weapon!" Han Dong said with emotion in his heart.

At this time, the crown of thorns had already grown countless roots smaller than a strand of hair. These roots pierced through the pores on Han Dong's scalp without any pain at all. Unknowingly, the thorns The Divine Crown had already merged with Han Dong, and at this moment, Han Dong clearly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but the feeling of growing infinitely, and the whole world was under his control was so wonderful that Han Dong couldn't help it at all. Not willing to give up.

when~
At this moment, another crisp bell sounded in Han Dong's mind!

The next moment, Han Dong's whole body was shaken suddenly, and the previous fascinated expression disappeared, replaced by a frightened expression, and his eyes became clear again.

"Damn it, I was controlled by a spiritual weapon!" Han Dong was horrified, and subconsciously wanted to take off the crown of thorns on his head.

However, from the crown of thorns, there was a sense of resistance. The tiny roots that had penetrated into the scalp also tightly grasped Han Dong's scalp, and even continued to penetrate deeper, piercing towards the skull.

"Come out!" Han Dong grabbed the crown of thorns with both hands, trying to pull it off with all his strength.

A moment later, the crown of thorns was abruptly pulled off by Han Dong. At this time, the lower part of the crown of thorns was covered with fine tentacles, and these tentacles were still stained with blood from Han Dong's scalp.

Countless tentacles squirmed like water plants, trying to return to Han Dong's head.

At the moment when the crown of thorns was lifted from his head,
"This isn't a divine weapon, it's an evil weapon!" Han Dong said angrily, if it wasn't for the Nether Ancient Clock, he might really fall into the hands of this semi-sacred weapon this time.

The most frightening thing is that from the beginning to the end, this semi-artifact did not cause any damage to Han Dong, but instead raised his strength to a great level, making Han Dong unable to live without it from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't let it go!

This is just that Han Dong has just come into contact with this divine crown. If he wears it for a long time, Han Dong may really be controlled by this divine crown and become its puppet.

And even if he became a puppet, Han Dong would always think that this was his own idea, that he was always manipulating the crown of thorns!

Han Dong casually placed the crown of thorns on a broken stone pillar, and stared at it to examine it carefully.

Under the inspection of the Eye of Mobius, the attributes of this semi-artifact can be seen clearly, but among all the attributes, there is no "manipulation of the user's emotions".

Han Dong's face was gloomy. This is a semi-magical weapon, and he always felt a little unwilling to give up like this.

With a thought, Han Dong's perception went deep into the crown of thorns, and it was precisely because Han Dong had the control talisman, otherwise, it would be impossible for the perception to enter the crown of thorns.

"Since it is a semi-divine weapon, it must have its own spirit. If I can master the spirit, maybe I can make this crown no longer tempt me!" Han Dong thought to himself.

Although there were no negative effects in the attributes of the crown of thorns, Han Dong still stubbornly believed that everything before was caused by the crown of thorns tempting him.

Soon, Han Dong's perception penetrated deep into the crown of thorns. At this time, there was nothing inside the crown except for a ball of jelly-like blood that trembled slightly.

"Could it be that this blood is the spirit of the crown of thorns?" Han Dong guessed, and his perception began to touch the blood cautiously.

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(End of this chapter)