Where Did This Alien Hillbilly Come From?

"Give this old man two years."

But Gu Chen shook his head.

"Half a year at most."

Electrolux did not say anything more. Half a year would do; it would simply take much more effort.

"Right, Elder Yi, help me upgrade this too. If there's no way to improve it much, then change its damage into accuracy and range. The main thing about this item is its special nature. If it can't hit anyone, it's useless."

As he spoke, he handed over the Death God Scythe as well. Naturally, Electrolux accepted it gladly.

It was perfect. While studying it, he could continue repairing his own soul.

Why not?

After all, aside from the Tower of Eternity, he had never come into contact with any other divine artifacts, and Electrolux had also never come into contact with the Demon Race or the Divine Throne of Seal.

Naturally, he was extremely curious about those other divine artifacts and Super Divine Artifacts that contained all kinds of laws.

Electrolux returned to the Undead Semi-Plane with several divine artifacts. The fusion between planes was a massive undertaking and required a great deal of time. There was no way to merge the undead and the void together in the short term.

"You trust that... Electrolux that much?" Gu Yuena spoke, her tone somewhat sour. Clearly, she was a little jealous of this kind of unconditional trust.

When they first met in Eastsea City, this guy had not treated her with that sort of trusting attitude.

He was simply a bastard. (Gu Chen: Kids, it's my fault again.)

"It's not that I trust him. It's that I trust myself. I won't misjudge someone. If I do, then it means my eyes still aren't sharp enough. Besides, I can guarantee that if Elder Yi really has other