NovelEnglishLord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start
Chapter 778 478: Reward Received [1/3]
The beating red heart appeared in the air when Richard opened the wooden box.
Peim reached into the wooden box and held the heart in his hands.
'Bang! Bang!'
'Bang! Bang!'
The beating sound was as heavy and powerful as a drum.
Peim took a deep breath. He straightened his old and waning body and his chest. He slowly approached it.
His black robe seemed to have a life of its own as it automatically tore apart and shortened in other directions.
That revealed his chest afterward.
Richard focused his gaze and saw the empty chest.
Peim's heart had long disappeared.
The flesh on the scarlet scar on the outside churned, and the bones and blood vessels exploded. It was bloody and terrifying.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNo one knew how the old white-haired man survived after he lost his heart.
Peim slowly inserted his heart into his empty chest under the gaze of Richard.
The heart found its home.
The heart entered his chest, and boundless energy flowed from the blood vessels, muscles, and bones around the heart. That infused into the heart.
'Bang! Bang!'
'Bang! Bang!'
The beating sound suddenly sped. It was like one had played a video at three times the speed.
His heart was like a fuel-filled engine. Power engulfed every beat.
Its heart immediately became smooth and flowed into his limbs again after the sparingly chaotic energy passed through his heart.
It was like one sprinkled the dried-up river with abundant water.
The rolling flesh and blood began to grow again under the boundless energy.
That revived the bones, flesh, blood, and veins. The more than 10-year-old scars quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fresh flesh covered the heart, and the ribs caged again after a dozen breaths.
The outermost skin fully renewed from the inside to the outside. He was old and waning. It was like the wind could readily extinguish his candle-like life aura. But Peim eventually retrieved his heart and renewed his physical body.
That suddenly erupted with a terrifying pressure that was like an ancient dragon.
The pressure fearlessly surged in all directions, with the Phoenix-Tail Flower Chamber of Commerce as the center.
The majestic pressure enveloped the entire Solan City.
On the city wall, the top general guard turned his head abruptly and looked into the city in horror.
In the towering mage tower, the esteemed mage stood up in shock.
In the luxurious manors, the nobles with titles raised their heads in shock!
A question popped up in everyone's mind. "What was that?"
Such a powerful aura was not the city lord. This unfamiliar aura was even mightier than the city lord. Was it more terrifying than a legend?
'Demigods?'
Their breathing became heavy when this word appeared in their minds.
Richard felt the pressure even more intensely.
The power of the yellow sand on his body subconsciously circulated and enveloped his entire body. He barely blocked the pressure under the full blast of the fire.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPeim initially aged but speedily regained his youth under Richard's gaze.
His white hair turned black, his wrinkled face regained its elasticity, and his age spots disappeared in a breath.
Peim had recovered to his fifties and was at the peak of his prime by the time the majestic aura dissipated.
He took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand. He clenched his fingers.New chapters are published on Noᴠelꜰire
A cracking sound rang out.
His gaze became highly overwhelmed.
Excitement and felicity shrouded him.
He took a few deep breaths and suppressed his emotions. He turned slightly at Richard with clear eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
"Young fellow, I owe you a big favor this time."
He had lost all hope. Richard was just a last risky attempt. Peim gambled for the last straw.
The news about the planar destruction didn't disappoint him. He felt pity for Richard instead. He expected defeat than a victory.
However, he did not expect Richard to survive and retrieve the god's heart while the soul-devouring spider goddess Lolita targeted him.
Perhaps everything was the choice of fate.
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