The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1289

It should be known that if the elixir hadn’t been preserved well, as time went by, the efficacy of the medicine would gradually dissipate. The elixir had been here for more than 20,000 years, but its efficacy was still so strong.

So when it was first refined back then…

The scene was so beautiful that Joyce didn’t even dare to think about it.

She picked up the orange elixir. All of a sudden, a strong aroma, which was so strong, poured into her nose like a tangible substance. She looked intoxicated.

She took another deep breath. Two patches of red immediately appeared on her cheeks. She looked as if she was drunk. Her body also shook twice on the spot.

The next moment, she was surprised to find that the empty ground in front of her was filled with elixirs.

Golden, red, cyan, and white. Every elixir had a colorful halo on its surface.

“Elixir… It’s all elixir… I’m not seeing things…”

Joyce muttered to herself and rubbed her eyes. At a glance, she found that there were more elixirs than before. What’s more, those elixirs piled up at her feet at this moment. In a moment, they buried her calf.

“Hu… Hu… I’m not dreaming…”

Joyce bent down, picked up an elixir, and stuffed it into her mouth. In an instant, her eyes widened. She could feel that as soon as the elixir entered her mouth, it immediately turned into a strong medicinal power, wandering around her limbs and bones. An unprecedented feeling of power surged wildly in her body.

“Good job! Good job!” Joyce screamed and suddenly fell down, grabbing elixirs beside her.

Regardless of what kind of elixirs it was, she stuffed them into her mouth as if she was eating beans.

Bit by bit…

Her mouth suddenly bulged like fresh meat buns. Every time she swallowed elixirs, Joyce could feel that the efficacy of the medicine turned into rolling power and tempered her body. She seemed to see that her strength was constantly increasing. The bottleneck of her realm was as fragile as a thin piece of paper in the wind, easily torn apart.

Third Stage of Holy Land Realm, first stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm, Second Stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm, Third Stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm…

The improvement of the realm was unstoppable.

Those high-ranking big shots became smaller and smaller under her constantly increasing realm. They were all in a panic and surrendered to her feet.

The more she ate, the happier she became.

She fell into elixirs. Her stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and her skin and flesh were pushed to the limit, as if they were going to explode in the next moment. However, Joyce seemed to know nothing about it. Her face was still full of satisfaction and excitement. She kept stuffing elixirs into her mouth.

Not far behind her, the bones that had been shattered by her were blown up by a gust of cold wind.

The bones quickly returned to normal and then slowly stood up from the ground. The bones began to grow out of their bodies, and then they were covered by the palace dress. Finally, they turned into the female zombie in the palace.

Behind the veil, a dark red light appeared in the spot where the female zombie’s eyes should have been. She looked at Joyce Owen, who was lying in elixirs. Her dress had been torn open by her belly, but she was still eating elixirs.

He was still looking around with a nervous look on his face. ‘Ah, what should I do? Caspian and Yvonne are both gone. There must be something strange about the smoke. Should I wait here or look around for them?’

The zombie recalled for a moment, but she found that she didn’t know and who Caspian and Yvonne Bowen mentioned before were.