Chapter 98: Angelo (1/2)
Chapter 98: Angelo
It was a “Ball of Flesh” stored in a glass bottle filled ine
To be -dead embryo
What is this?
Lin Yiyi endured the pain Hersense of discoain,
“It’s this… As long as I still have this…”
A panting, frantic voice cahed and touched the glass bottle
The base, fell into total silence
The restless flesh on the ground returned to calm as if they had lost their lives
“What happened?”
The skeletons…
The skeletons all looked at the painter
Lin Yiyi suddenly felt that the skeletons see
But hoas that possible?
“Elle Elle Protect me!”
The painter stroked the bottle with the “Ball of Flesh” in it and elo wake up Can you hear me? Elle? Elle?!”
“Did you just say…”
Finally, the ed man with the haht
His right ar noises The liquid diffused into the flesh Then, the pool of flesh reen pupils were like a olf that had lost everything
His voice was not off old-age but could even be considered young He had seeh the vicissitudes of life
“Is this Elle’s child? Is his naood name”
The man whispered
Afterward, he extended his left hand to the painter and held it slightly in the air
“[Vomit]”
The man ordered
Suddenly, the painter froze
The painter (Lin Yiyi) started coughing violently with strength escaping his body
With so out fro “Angelo” and dropped it to the ground
Since the flesh was flowing on the ground, the bottle didn’t break as if it had fallen into the sea Instead, it floated towards the hter caasped in panic suddenly, like asth becahed out soed out as clogging his throat
Then, he was stunned
It was an uhed out, a rainbow color flanited The painter was electrocuted The u hiround
The u the hammer
“So that’s it [Deadborn Reincarnation] Are you planning to use this ritual to resurrect Elle?”
The man sneered, “Do you think that what you sacrificed can be resurrected by this kind of ritual with a low success rate?”
The painter ignored the man with a hammer but called out, “Elle? Elle?!”
His voice was terrified, even a little fierce, “Don’t abandon me, Elle! Elle!”
“Elle Who do you think you are in front of Elle?”
The man with the haround like an abandoned dog “I’m Elle’s father!”
“Shut up!”
The reen pupils roared, “I’ this, the painter’s tre body suddenly stopped