Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 650 - 388. Goddess, your chicken foot is showing from under the hem of your skirt_4

Chapter 650: 388. Goddess, your chicken foot is showing from under the hem of your skirt_4

But he somehow remembered that the Goddess was beside him, so he bit his teeth hard, refusing to cry out.

After a few seconds.

The intense pain disappeared.

Lada discovered something even more miraculous—he seemed to be able to clearly sense the vine leg.

This feeling was very strange.

Although there was an indescribable coldness, unlike a real leg, there was a wonderful illusion of being able to control it at will.

Lada took a deep breath and tried to move the vine leg.

The next second.

The vine leg actually moved a little.

Lada’s eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs almost falling out.

Under normal circumstances, human limb movement begins with the brain issuing a command, nerves transmitting the signal to the corresponding part, and muscles starting to contract or relax.

The movement of the vine leg was half a beat slower than real flesh and blood limbs, but the fact that it could move at all was a miracle.

Lada kowtowed to the ground once again, looking immensely grateful: "Thank the Goddess for this gift."

If Yang Fan were here, he would immediately see that the vine leg was just a one-time thing.

At most, within five days, this thing would wither away.

From this, it could also be seen that the current Bai shan Goddess had not yet mastered the power of the Sacred Artifact.

At this moment.

The Goddess did not clarify the fact that the vine leg was a temporary equipment, she only said: "Lada, now I need you to completely open your mind."

Lada did so without hesitation.

He immediately sensed that some kind of power was invading his body, and not just his body, but his soul as well.

He offered no resistance, instead he did his best to accept this power.

In a daze, he seemed to see a white light dot, constantly trembling, its brightness slowly increasing.

After more than ten seconds.

The light dot suddenly stilled.

The Goddess’s voice rang out again, carrying a hint of surprise and doubt: "Lada, what exactly have you experienced recently?"

The followers of the Bai shan Goddess were truly many, and she was not a real deity, so she couldn’t fully understand the situation of every follower.

She had not yet completely mastered the Sacred Artifact and could not perform the delicate task of reading memories from a distance.

It was not until she suddenly sensed just now that there seemed to be another extraordinary power lurking deep within this follower’s soul that she realized something was amiss.

Lada did not understand why the Goddess would ask this, but he quickly began to recount his experiences: "Great Goddess, recently I..."

When he mentioned passing through the ripples in an interrogation room and mysteriously appearing in this village two hundred kilometers away.

The Goddess’s voice became sharply piercing: "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Lada was dumbfounded.

You didn’t ask, how would I dare say?

The Goddess cursed: "Damn it!"

Lada immediately saw the light dot extinguish instantaneously.

He followed this by discovering in horror that the vine leg withered rapidly, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Even if he were foolish, Lada knew that someone had likely tampered with him, which was extremely detrimental to the Goddess, hence her revenge on him.

A male voice suddenly sounded, full of amusement: "Great Goddess, your chicken foot is peeking out from under the hem of your skirt!"

The male voice paused, introducing himself: "I am called Ghost, many people call me the Great Xia Ghost, pleased to meet you."

The Goddess did not respond.

Lada looked shocked.

He finally realized that his appearance here was not the Goddess’s gift, but rather the secret machinations of the Great Xia Ghost.

He seemed to think of something, a great terror flashed in his eyes.

"Bang!"

Lada’s head exploded, brain matter mixed with blood splattered all over the compartment.

Soon after, Yang Fan’s sigh gently echoed: "Why do this?"

He hadn’t taken action to kill.

Rather, it was the Goddess who, to vent her overwhelming anger, remotely killed Lada.