Drift Of The Multiverse: [Marvel] [Resident Evil] [DC] [Bleach] [DB] Chapter 481 481: Decomposition of the Evil God

All the preparations were not entirely useless.

There were a total of three Arcane Orbs. The final Ice Lance strike consud two of them, and the remaining one, due to the continuous casting of Thunderstorm, did not have much magic reserve left either.

Ethan watched the mountain forest fire below raging ever fiercer. He used the last bit of energy from the Arcane Orb to adjust his spell. The thunder gradually ceased, and heavy rain began to fall, slowly extinguishing the fire below. He was here to save the world, not to accidentally create a disaster.

anwhile, Ethan also needed to use this ti to think about how to handle the Evil God's corpse.

There were many treasures on this corpse. One could say the entire body was a treasure, so Ethan was not willing to let go of even a single bit.

Putting it into the storage space was impossible. His storage space was not that large yet. So the only way was to create several more containers specifically for holding this corpse.

One was not enough. It had to be divided into several parts to fit, which ant Ethan had to dismber the Evil God's corpse.

After the Evil God died, his body gradually turned rock-like. If broken into pieces, it would be like countless massive stones, so it did not look particularly horrifying.

Before that, he had one more thing that needed to be prioritized.

The Evil God was dead now, but the core had only been sealed by him, not destroyed. If the energy within the core were released again, he was not sure if the Evil God would revive.

Whether it was a direct revival or the birth of a new consciousness becoming a new Evil God, neither was what Ethan wanted.

So, while his ice-sealing spell was still effective, the first thing he needed to extract was the core within its body.

Other matters could be put aside. This task had to be completed first.

Fortunately, Ethan habitually stored so special containers in his storage space, so he did not have to worry about having nowhere to store the excavated core. However, the process of extracting it was a bit troubleso. The Evil God's massive body was like a giant mountain, and Ethan's current task was like that of a miner, digging a tunnel into its huge, rock-like body.

Digging the tunnel was not the issue, but the blood, which had not completely solidified and was still sowhat warm, kept dripping down, annoying Ethan greatly.

For ordinary people, as long as they could withstand the pain of the high-temperature burning and resist the influence of the chaotic energy within on their minds, these blood drops could even be beneficial if they landed on them.

They might directly change their life level, causing an ordinary person to evolve toward the extraordinary, and potentially even beco a new divine being.

But for Ethan, this blood was sowhat useless. It was not that the benefits would not work on him, but the energy contained within was mixed and turbid, and there was a lot of energy harmful to ntal power. Unless these things were cleared out, Ethan would not dare to take a bath in this stuff.

Using magic power, he ford a one-sided shield suspended above his head and another layer of magic power to protect his feet. Ethan controlled the magic power to form a drill, continuously widening the tunnel.

Fortunately, after digging through the outer layer, the interior, while still rock-like in structure, was relatively much softer. After half an hour, Ethan saw the frozen core.

Ethan did not rush forward to touch it. Instead, he stood there, continuing to observe, while also controlling the magic-ford tools to clear the space around the core.

"It is not as big as I imagined."

The core's volu was roughly the size of the Evil God's fist, about the size of a small wooden cabin. At this size, it could be directly placed into his storage space, saving him a lot of trouble.

Ethan observed it, confirming that there was no energy leakage whatsoever. His magic was very powerful, sealing the core completely.

After putting the core away, Ethan looked at the surrounding flesh and blood. Even the parts he had dug out were not thrown away. He had been using magic to keep them suspended in mid-air. Now, they could all be packed up together.

After he finished this task, he finally erged from the Evil God's corpse, then lightly floated down to the ground and casually opened a portal.

On the other side of the portal were Logan and the others.

Curt had previously seen the Evil God suddenly stop moving, and the feeling of being cold all over and terrified had also significantly dissipated. He was standing there wondering what was happening when he learned from Logan beside him that the Evil God had been killed.

Curt, Dana, and the others imdiately cheered. The world would not be destroyed, and they would not die. It was truly cause for celebration.

After waiting a while longer, a portal appeared before them. Seeing Ethan waving at them from the other side, the young people imdiately ran over, wanting to get a closer look at the terrifying Evil God.

As each person stepped through, they looked up at the massive Evil God and imdiately fell into a daze.

Logan and Ada also looked up for a while, but they were more focused on Ethan's gains.

The Evil God had been dead for a while, and Ethan had only just called them over, clearly having been busy with sothing.

"Good haul?"

"Good haul."

He explained the treasures from the Evil God's body, especially the various energies and Titan bloodline contained within.

These two had lived on the ship for a considerable ti and were very clear about the uses of such things. If nothing else, Ethan's personal strength was likely to receive another significant boost, both physically and otherwise.

"Aren't the Olympian Gods descendants of the Titans?"

Ada was curious about sothing else. Ethan had initially used a potion made from Ares' blood. Logically, should not Ethan himself possess Titan bloodline?

"The Olympian Gods of the world where I got Ares' blood are still a bit different from the Olympian Gods in myths and legends."

Besides being inherently powerful, the Olympian Gods in the DC Universe also gained specific divine power through faith, becoming gods of faith. In the comics, it was ntioned that the fall of many gods was related to losing human faith. Ethan was not sure if the movie universe used this setting, but Diana was certain Ares was connected to war, so the possibility of using the faith god setting was not small.

As for the Titan bloodline, perhaps the Olympian Gods in the DC Universe underwent so changes in their bloodline after becoming gods of faith.

Ethan did not get the Titan bloodline from Ares' blood, but he did gain the ability to identify Titans from that bit of blood. The kind of Titans related to the Olympian Gods, not cosmic or other-dinsional beings called Titans in certain universes.

"In short, what you got this ti can boost your strength again."

"Yes."

It was foreseeable that Ethan's physical constitution would definitely undergo a leap. After all, Titans were famously robust.

Ethan suddenly realized that his chance to redeem himself had arrived.

"I originally just ca to relax and have so fun, I did not expect such a haul. Maybe in the future, I can visit more worlds like this. Who knows what benefits I might find."

Ethan had originally thought that after discovering the SpaceTi Orb could perform precise positioning, he no longer needed this kind of random teleportation and could simply target specific worlds for whatever he wanted.

Now he realized that although his mory had been enhanced, it did not an he could recall every detail. Many mories were stored there, but without a key trigger, they would simply gather dust in a corner. Even if Ethan did not forget them, it would be hard for him to retrieve them from that corner.

But if he perford completely random teleportation, there was no guarantee where he might suddenly end up. It was quite possible that he might trigger so mories that had been left in a corner and gain unexpected benefits.

"So, when there is nothing specific I need, I can definitely use this thod."

"This feels a bit like going back to the past."

Back then, where Ethan would end up was completely unknown. Logan had followed him through several worlds, and each ti they had to make all sorts of preparations to avoid landing in inconvenient places.

"Anyway, now I have storage space and my equipnt is strong enough, so it will not be as troubleso as it was back then."

"That is true."

Ethan had already put away the Golden Saint Cloth and returned to his casual attire. The young people beside him looked regretful. They had been secretly observing the Saint Cloth on Ethan's body.

These young people were discussing in hushed tones. Was the armor on him really made of gold?

Seeing Marty even wanting to rush up and take a bite to determine if it was real gold, Ethan imdiately put away the Saint Cloth.

After all the commotion, the heavy rain had long since stopped, the dark clouds in the sky had already dispersed, and the sun had begun to show its edge. This thrilling, for Curt and the others, night was over, and a brand new day had arrived.

The cabin was completely destroyed, and Curt and their luggage were gone along with it.

The car they had driven there was also nowhere to be found. Even if it were, it would just be a pile of scrap tal. Ethan, being a good person through and through, opened a portal and sent them back to the town.

They would not be involved in the remaining matters. They were safe now and should return to their normal lives.

Ethan, anwhile, began the work of disassembling the Evil God's corpse. Ada and Logan were nearby, helping Ethan by placing the parts he disassembled into the pre-made containers.

Neither Logan nor Ada was completely ignorant of magic anymore, especially after mastering energy application techniques. They could easily use this special magic, which originated from Blackbeard's ship-packing ability.

However, even after they finished, Logan still could not figure out what power Ada had been using.

"What kind of power are you training?"

Ada returned a charming smile. "Guess?"

(To be continued.)