I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 743 - 540 Greedy Demon God Lord, Save Me! _4

Chapter 743 -540 Greedy Demon God Lord, Save Me! _4

The chunk of iron vibrated briefly, and that manic voice sounded even louder.

“What’s the matter? Why does everyone look so beat down? Like you’re about to die—do you even realize your mounts have keeled over?”

The Great Scholar looked helpless, unsure whether this “Spirit” was reveling in their misfortune or simply lacked intelligence. He spoke in defeat, “Senior, we’ve encountered extreme cold—we’re all about to freeze to death.”

The voice replied, “How weak are you all? Dying from the cold like this. With this level of strength, you dare scavenge for treasure?”

“Do you not know that the real legendary trash is always in perilous places?”

The people of Wulan City endured it, but the soldiers of Maige City stared wide-eyed. A chunk of iron dares mock us?

Still, they were too drained to fuss over this thing and could only suffer in silence.

“Sigh, come closer, I, the Greedy Demon God·Lu Yuan, will grant you some protection!”

“Be careful, the Spirit may seize the opportunity to take over your body!” the Great Scholar whispered.

But now, they were left with no other options—it was a desperate gamble.

After all, they were on the brink of freezing to death. This was their final grasp at hope.

A soldier with a weakening Spark, his entire body rigid, stumbled forward. His lips were turning purple, trembling as he stammered, “Greedy Demon God, save me!”

Both his hands and feet had already lost all feeling. He was relying sheerly on his willpower to hold on.

The moment he touched the rock, a surge of tremendous heat suddenly flowed straight into his chest!

No, this was not just heat—it was… Life Power!

His eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

A massive amount of Life Power was being transferred into him!

Instantly, he felt so comfortable that it was as if he were soaking in a hot spring. He almost let out a moan. In fact, because of how thickly he was clothed, he began overheating wildly—the sheer amount of Life Power made him want to strip off his layers.

“It’s over. He’s starting to strip,” muttered the onlookers, their expressions somber.

In the late stages of hypothermia, chaotic neural activity often leads to abnormal behavior—such as mistakenly feeling warm and removing protective clothing, further hastening one’s death.

But there was nothing the others could do; they were barely holding on themselves. They could only shout futilely, “Don’t you dare take your clothes off!”

“I’m really warm! So, so warm!”

“Do not strip! It’s an illusion!”

The soldier, who moments ago was on the verge of freezing to death, now had a noticeably flushed complexion!

Those nearby touched him, discovering his body was as scalding as a furnace—shock and disbelief dawned on each of their faces!

Just then, the mysterious voice spoke again, “Oh? So you have six Extraordinary Abilities, as well as a Divine Skill—Divine Sense of Smell?”

“It would be a pity if you died here. I, the Greedy Demon God, will save your life—but I won’t charge much. How about you lend me that Divine Skill of yours for a look? I’ll return it to you later. Not too much to ask, is it?”

“Swoosh!” Without allowing him to refuse, a flash of light was forcibly ripped from his nose.

The soldier’s mind momentarily blanked, his heart jolting in terror—his Divine Sense of Smell had been silently taken!

He opened his mouth, too afraid to scream, only managing a trembling whisper, “Lord, my Divine Skill… it’s been stolen!”

“But… my body really is heating up. What do I do now?”

“What?!”

The chunk of iron suddenly grew eerily unusual, as if a beast baring its fangs.

But now, they truly lacked the strength to resist.

“What should we do? Could a Spirit even possess this kind of power? Just what have we encountered?!”

The Great Scholar, deeply troubled, silently arrived at a grim conclusion: “This thing feeds on Extraordinary Abilities! It must have grown considerably… we can’t afford to offend it now. But we can’t keep feeding it, either.”

“We… are cursed with wretched fates!”

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