Chapter 848 - 422: Remodeling the Divine Showcase_2

Chapter 848: Chapter 422: Remodeling the Divine Showcase_2

Baiyi was now very close to the barrier of the subspace. After becoming a God, this guy had become increasingly outrageous, no wonder he could barely change some of the rules of Hell in the Devil’s Game.

If this level of filth were to directly contaminate Baiyi, he felt it would be very difficult to get rid of it; even if he were to, it would come at a considerable cost.

The Divine Showcase, amidst increasingly dense smoke, gradually ceased to tremble, as if it had become a normal showcase. Apart from its unique color, it no longer possessed any divinity or eeriness.

It even abandoned the blood on the ground, stained black by the smoke.

Sabo laughed, somewhat slyly, and said: "Tsk, does this consciousness also not seem very capable? Already fainted?"

He was somewhat smug as he began to tidy up the pot of black soup.

One by one, ingredients such as socks and intestines were fished out. These materials, having gone through this ordeal, noticeably felt less filthy, but Sabo was not distressed.

After all, he could continue to imbue them, and in no time, they could be restored to their original state.

And now, this pot of ’soup’ was the main focus.

Sabo carefully collected all the raw materials, then used a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of the black liquid, placed it under his pitted nose, sniffed it, and revealed an expression of enjoyment.

"My friend, would you fancy some? This is good stuff."

Sabo looked up with a smile, asking with some anticipation.

"No, hurry up."

Baiyi’s voice was full of disdain and rejection; he didn’t even want to know what use that stuff was, after all, he had watched Sabo brew this pot of liquid.

The raw materials were entirely unappealing to him.

"A pity, you don’t know how to enjoy."

Sabo mumbled a bit, poured the liquid back into the barrel, and then carried the bucket close to the unconscious Divine Showcase.

He examined it carefully.

Sabo’s muttering was also explaining the principle to Baiyi.

"This thing is indeed one-sided; even if its consciousness agrees to issue two tasks, due to the restriction of the rules, it cannot truly issue a second task."

"So, to allow two people to use this dangerous artifact, it needs to be strengthened. Thus, though the materials are somewhat disgusting, their fundamental enhancement is considerable."

Sabo raised his head to look in Baiyi’s direction, smiling sweetly, and said: "Lord City Lord, if you drank this bucket, perhaps you could directly reach the level of the Taboo, who knows?"

"No, but this thing is not suitable for excessive strengthening."

As the brewing stopped, the black smoke diminished slightly; Baiyi moved a bit closer, but there was still a distance of ten thousand meters between them.

Of course, for Gods, this did not hinder communication.

"Rest assured, my friend, I have it under control."

Sabo vowed confidently and said: "In this, I added the toenails from the God of Nightmares, emmm....."

"Perhaps you don’t know, the God of Nightmares is a very special God, and this God was not born from Xia, but comes from Dimensional Turbulence, forming a new pantheon with the God of Beautiful Dreams in the Dimensional Turbulence."

"But later, the two Gods attempted to invade the consciousness of an Ancient God, got shattered by the Ancient God, becoming part of the Xia Dream Realm’s rules."

"This means, this pot of thick soup holds the power of the bizarre and nightmares, and essentially, this soup and the showcase’s essence are very similar."

"I am now only adding a few strokes to his rules, not truly modifying or enhancing, as that’s not feasible, and temporarily I cannot do it either."

Sabo said as he took out a writing brush.

This writing brush was strange, as the part used for writing was not made of ordinary hair but was identical to the hair lobbed into that pot of thick soup and not fished out.

Evidently, this was also why the brush could write the bizarre.

Sabo put the brush in his mouth and sucked on it, then enthusiastically began writing some special symbols on the cabinet door of the Divine Showcase.

These symbols appeared to be text, but did not belong to any kind of language.

For Baiyi’s Saint’s Mark could decipher any form of text, yet it could not translate these symbols.

And the vast organization of Saints couldn’t be wrong, meaning these symbols were indeed not ordinary text.

As Sabo continued to write with the brush, the aura around him began to grow increasingly eerie, seemingly becoming somewhat strenuous.

An hour slowly passed.

When Sabo dropped another stroke, the Divine Showcase trembled, and the consciousness that had quieted down began to awaken.

Sabo was somewhat surprised.

Reached out.

Squeak~

The sound of an old wooden door opening echoed, causing a slightly tooth-aching sensation.

Sabo used one hand to open the door, and the other to pour a third of the thick soup inside.

Buzz~

Squeak~ Squeak~ Squeak....

The Divine Showcase first shuddered, then emitted a violent struggle, finally subsiding once more.

Sabo looked at the remaining liquid in the bucket, estimated a bit, felt it was about right, and manually closed the showcase’s door, eagerly continuing to draw symbols.

When the entire Divine Showcase was covered with these special engravings,

Sabo exerted no effort, easily opened the seemingly broken showcase cabinet door, and finally poured the remaining liquid inside.

The Divine Showcase gave two final tremors, then completely stopped.

Meanwhile, the symbols that Sabo had written slowly melded into the Divine Showcase.

Buzz~

A dangerous aura suddenly began to emerge, an aspect of Destiny.

Baiyi sensed a threat, but then it started to diminish, seemingly shifting elsewhere, eventually completely disappearing, perhaps indicating a weakening of the mediation with the Divine Showcase.

However, Baiyi did not mind; what concerned Baiyi was whether the growth of the Divine Showcase would exceed control.

"It’s done, my friend!"

Sabo said excitedly, immediately starting to pull things out.

Wet, looking extremely filthy socks, fingers, toes, intestines....

These things seemed to be the materials Sabo used for the soup earlier.

Baiyi initially preparing to descend silently halted his action.

Sabo knocked on the showcase’s cabinet door.

Squeak~

This time, the Divine Showcase did not evade, because now in its perception, both Sabo and Baiyi had roughly the same amount of mediation.

Meaning, in its transaction authority, they were on par.

This was a new rule of the Divine Showcase, governed by it to operate its power.

The showcase door opened.

A sticky, transparent tentacle appeared, the tip of the tentacle curled around an everlasting pencil, appearing quite old.

Sabo took the pencil, directly writing on it: [Pollute these materials back to how they were two days ago.]

Squeak~

That tentacle, after Sabo wrote down the content, rolled the pencil away and slowly closed the showcase door.

Subsequently, a tremendously bizarre aura emerged from the void, instantly imbuing those materials.

Wisps of black smoke began to disperse from these materials, causing some slight wrinkles in the space within the smoke, indicating the level of their contamination.

Sabo meticulously examined it, his eyes lit up.

"My friend, this is even more useful than I imagined."

Squeak~

The door sound echoed again, the lower part of the showcase slowly opening, a tentacle bearing a parchment approached Sabo.

Sabo instinctively gathered the materials on the ground instantly, vigilantly eyeing the Divine Showcase.

These were treasures cherished by him and Lucre; losing them wouldn’t be considered a simple loss, it would shake the foundation of his new Godhood of Filth.

Realizing the showcase had no intention of seizing anything, Sabo slightly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, this showcase, like that City Lord, lacked good judgment.

Whoo~

A strong wind swept past, dispersing the smoke in the air.

Baiyi appeared one meter away from Sabo, using a panel to scan the Divine Showcase.

Gazing at the information above, Baiyi arched an eyebrow, seemingly finding not much difference; however, the current Divine Showcase... no longer consumed the Power of Destiny?

[Name: Divine Showcase.

Attributes: Dangerous Artifact.

Effect: Consume xx power to initiate a fair trade, you can obtain anything you can imagine.

Introduction: Window of Dimensional Turbulence, it holds everything within, but the dimension will reinforce the window’s solidity, beware of being killed by your greed.

Price: Not for sale.]