Ivan’s heart felt as if it were constricting tightly, his heartbeat spiraling beyond his control, nearly catapulting out of his throat!

“Puff!”

Ivan could not withstand the pressure, and a spray of blood burst forth from his lips, his complexion instantly paling to a sickly yellow hue.

Terror gripped him as he pondered whose heartbeat did that belong to? A mere heartbeat had inflicted such grave injury upon him.

How powerful was this being?

Clenching his teeth, Ivan retrieved a fragment from the storage ring.

It was a fragment he acquired during a prior encounter. He remained clueless about its nature. It had not exhibited any fluctuations, and he had considered it mere scrap metal.

Yet, at this moment, an intuition guided him that taking it out could potentially save his life!

He held the scrap iron before him, and with a resounding bang, the rust encasing it was expelled by the rhythmic pulse, unveiling a darkened core.

Amazement surged within Ivan as he witnessed the scrap iron transform into a malevolent artifact of unknown origin, rendering him invulnerable.

“It is useful!” Ivan marveled.

Seemingly, this item could also be given to Lilly if she wanted to venture here in the future.

Ivan found that this seemingly mundane object possessed the keen edge of a blade, effortlessly

seven, he had begun encountering the enigmatic mist. At eleven, he had

nature as a child

grown stronger incrementally, his journey

the scene before him had eluded

a single glance, there was a single thought in

Can Gods die?

do Gods

get buried in

Cape serve as a resting

was one of astonishment as he gazed upon

the cave, a space only suited for one person’s height, there was a vast expanse that initially resembled a dungeon. However,

dungeon, immediately invoking thoughts

amidst the encircling

for Ivan to go through the dungeon’s depths, revealing

passed, an

a place in

the domain of departed souls, where memorials might be erected in the world of the living but

tombs and decipher any inscriptions upon them. Yet, the gravestones stood in silent vigil, bereft of

They were blank gravestones.

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