I grabbed the "golden shroud" and stood up in a daze for a moment.

This person said a lot of incredible things. The reason why I didn't question his words was to force myself to believe in all this. I need to have a revenge goal to support it.

Until now, I still don’t believe that I have turned from an ordinary child who has a family, although not very wealthy and has a dull life, to an orphan! It is also related to its dark world.

In addition to hatred, there is still a lot of confusion in my heart.

He suddenly smiled and said, "In fact, it would be easier for you to resurrect your parents than kill Loki, but if you want to resurrect someone, you still have to enter the dark world..."

"What!" My whole body shook so loudly, and I showed an incredible look. "Can the dark world really resurrect the dead?" He chuckled and said, "Yes!"

I shouted, "Tell me how to resurrect the dead."

"The dark world has the power to resurrect the dead! But... whether it is to kill Loki or resurrect the dead, it is too far away for you. I just told you that there is such a possibility. I have never had such power, and of course I can't tell you how to resurrect the dead. But if you can enter the dark world, you can find a man named Ugly King, who is the only person I know that he has the power to resurrect the dead. Ugly King has a bad temper. Killing people is as easy as breathing for him. You'd better have a certain degree of power before going to find him, otherwise he might kill you first, and there will be no hope."

"How can I find the ugly king?"

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, the whereabouts of the Ugly King have always been mysterious. You have to rely on your own strength to find him." Seeing that I had calmed down and was no longer so impulsive, the man waved his hand, threw a room card over, and chuckled, "I have opened two rooms, you can go to the next room for a good sleep. Everything will be a little better tomorrow, including the people you hate."

I stood up like a walking corpse, pushed open the door and came to the corridor.

I didn't even think about which side the person was talking about. I just walked a few steps and tried it with the room card in my hand. I was lucky, and the door immediately opened. I turned the door open, and I inserted the room card into the power outlet in a bit, then walked into the room, sat blankly on a chair, and didn't move for a long time.

It gradually became late outside, and I suddenly felt a little sticky on my head, so I reached out to touch it.

I almost forgot the golden shroud in my hand, but this touch cracked the wound on my head that I didn't know when it broke open again, and the stained blood was covered with it.

"Oops!"

Although I don’t like this piece of gold-like fabric, and I don’t like the ugly name “Golden Shroud”, this thing represents the hope of finding revenge on Rocky, so don’t get it dirty. I stood up in a hurry and was about to go to the bathroom to clean it, but then I didn’t believe my eyes. Because I saw the blood dyed on this piece of gold-shroud was absorbed.

This piece of cloth that looked like gold made a chirping sound, like a child drinking a drink with a straw, and soon it became extremely clean again.

I subconsciously used this thing to touch my head, but I soon realized that this behavior was stupid.

When I realized it, it was too late. This "golden shroud" actually gave birth to countless granulations and penetrated into my wounds. In an instant, my face turned pale.

"Get out of here!"

I pulled hard, and almost pulled down a large piece of flesh and blood on my head.

This thing is so evil that I actually wanted to drink my blood and eat my meat. I tried my best to step on the ground, and I didn't know what to use to deal with it. At this moment, the lighter in the room was caught in my eyes, and I touched the lighter. When I lit the lighter and put it on it with this "golden shroud" on it, a very angry voice echoed in my mind.

"Humble creature, you dare to destroy my great will! I will punish you..."

"Great dick feather! If you want to eat my meat and drink my blood, you should think of your own fate." I yelled fiercely, but a heart-pounding feeling immediately captured my heart. There was a ghost thing that couldn't explain what it was to penetrate into my mind. I didn't know how to deal with "it", so I could only yell desperately, trying to make myself more "vigorous".

This resistance started to be useless, and my consciousness soon began to blur, and I was very eager to sleep.

I had a vague feeling that as long as I really "slept", I might never wake up again, so I tried my best to find a way to resist. Perhaps it was because of my blessings. When my last consciousness was about to sink, I suddenly remembered the scene that the person showed me.

My parents' faces that were very familiar with each other but became extremely shrill made me suddenly feel boundless anger. This anger forced me to hold on to the temptation to sleep and resisted the evil consciousness.

This kind of spiritual warfare is the best whetstone. I, who know nothing about this field, gradually mastered some rough skills of spiritual confrontation in this confrontation between life and death.

This technique is to use extreme emotions to enhance will, and I happen to be very angry now and also very - fearful!

Both anger and fear can maximize human potential, including spiritual strength.

This kind of struggle is illusory, but it is also tit-for-tat. The anger brought by the death of my parents and the fear of the unknown combined, making my will become stronger and stronger, and burst out with powerful potential. The voice from the golden shroud became more and more angry. It kept cursing me, but it seemed to be helpless with me.

I don’t know how long this spiritual struggle has passed. I suddenly felt the pressure lighter, and the extremely evil will let out a shrill howl unwillingly, and burst like a bubble.

My consciousness flocked to the golden shroud and occupied the original "it" position.

The extreme mental fatigue made me faint immediately after I realized that I had won.

I never fainted half a time in my life, but within a day, I was knocked out once and once by this strange piece of cloth. This seemed to indicate that life in the future will never be different from before.

When I woke up, I was no longer in the hotel, but in a car.
Chapter completed!