Ugly lifeforms spawned terrifying thoughts. Over the years, they had followed Ragnar on his eastern and western campaigns, earning themselves the name of calamities, and had long since given up on themselves.
Yet now, as the secrets buried in their hearts surfaced from their bodily memories, they actually felt an indescribable sense of comfort.
The abscesses shrank, the pus vanished, and their originally deformed bones began correcting themselves. The revolting stench of genetic decay that clung to their bodies was gradually cleansed away.
Gao Yuanyuan, however, was more concerned with collecting the "ascension wickedness."
Within the core storage unit of the wickedness collector, wisps of pus-yellow energy were gradually being stored.
When Gao Yuanyuan tried to inspect it from up close, the glove actually let out a terrified shriek.
"Quick, quick, quick! Take it away, hurry! This thing is even more disgusting than those evil gods! I hate it!"
This top-grade Horus bloodline item actually let out a shriek like a marmot, with every part of the glove trembling in fear.
If this thing were made into a "biological virus," its destructive power would definitely be astonishing.
The amount of wickedness ultimately collected was less than Gao Yuanyuan had imagined—less than one-fifth.
Just as Gao Yuanyuan was feeling regretful, wave after wave of sobbing came from the primordial dark elves below. These dark elves, whose hearts had long since turned to stone through countless battles, could no longer suppress their excitement.
Their appearances had also changed drastically.
The dark elves looked like living moonlight condensed from the abyss. Their silver skin shimmered with mysterious radiance, their amber pupils held liquid twilight, and faint dark-gold patterns extended from the corners of their eyes.
At the same time, their bodies were slender and vigorous, and every part of them seemed to possess