Chapter 252 The devouring and feeding back brought by shells (ask for monthly tickets, recommended tickets)
The reason why it is named Disintegration Mystery is said to contain the secret of the earth’s decomposition of all things. This is quite similar to the devouring of the dark mystery.
As for the gravitational space, as the name suggests, according to Mozhaxi, it is the use of another essential power of the earth element, and it will be handy for the use of force fields, whether it is gravity, repulsion, etc., it has a very strong control!
Then, Leiter flipped through the books left by Mozhaxi again, and then closed them all, planning to pack the rest and take them home, and save them for later reading.
Now it’s time to get on with the business!
Rett left the study and shuttled back and forth between the rooms on the second floor, rummaging here and there, not letting go of any corner.
Finally in a utility room, I found a secret door in the wall. After opening it, I found a narrow space about seven cubic meters in size.
The space is full of dusty objects, which seem to have been stored for an unknown number of years.
Leite condensed the wind elements and blown off the dust covering these objects. There was only a rectangular metal iron box the size of a refrigerator in front of him. The surface was coated with a dark golden coating, and complex twisted lines were distributed on it.
If you don’t consider that the bright colors have been erased by the years and the dense mottled dents are left behind, Leiter believes that this metal box was very pleasing to the eye when it was first built.
But at this time, not only was it simple and dilapidated, Leiter felt that the alchemy formation above was also dilapidated, and the energy contained in it was also very weak.
Leiter squinted his eyes slightly, thinking secretly: "It seems that keeping the murloc blood alive has consumed a lot of energy for thousands of years. If it continues to be sealed, it may take dozens or hundreds of years. , the murloc blood in it will also lose its vitality..."
After careful inspection, Leiter confirmed that the alchemy formation has no trap mechanism, and there is no strict opening method. He just injected the power of the elements, and saw the metal box flicker with a faint light, and then there was a bang, as if a built-in mechanism sounded, and then the upper cover was folded and popped open.
Suddenly, Rhett frowned.
He smelled a slightly **** smell, permeating through the roof.
Rett saw the blood in it, it turned out to be purple, it looked quite thick and viscous, like a pool of deadly poison.
As if feeling the breath of the murloc blood, the shell in Leiter's arms, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly began to tremble, like a bloodthirsty demon, revealing his deep desire for the murloc blood!
Gripping the shell in his hand, Leiter's gaze contained a trace of caution. Just in case, he first came to a real simulation to avoid possible dangers.
With a heartbeat, Leita turned on the system.
【Do you want to enable real simulation? Every simulated day consumes 1 point of destiny. 】
"Yes, simulate a day."
hum
There was a ripple in front of my eyes.
Once caught in the simulation, Leiter decisively put the shells into the box, and then fixed his eyes on the murloc bloodline to observe further changes.
I saw the shell falling into the purple liquid, which instantly produced a strong suction force, and the purple murloc blood was uncontrollably sucked into the shell from the outside and inside, forming a counterclockwise vortex.
The purple blood veins are spinning and rolling, but there seems to be a bottomless pit below, causing the water level in the tank to continuously drop. The colorful shells never refused, absorbing the murloc's blood, trembling slightly, as if groaning excitedly.
Lett's eyes penetrated the blood, staring at the shell, the various colors on its surface, gradually began to dim as it absorbed the blood of the murloc.
Shortly after.
When the water surface of the murloc's bloodline dropped by more than half, the color on the shells had completely faded, turning into deep darkness.
Rett observed quietly, because in the simulation, he didn't have any fear of unknown changes in his heart, but was rather curious, what kind of changes would happen in the end?
Time passed bit by bit.
The murloc blood in the metal box was finally absorbed by the colorful shells, not a single drop was left.
The result in exchange is that the surface of the shell has become black and shiny, changing its previous appearance!
Watching the whole process, Leiter, who had simulated the prophet and understood its devouring ability, felt that it was an evil thing no matter how he looked at it.
Taking it away from the box, Leiter picked up the shell and held it in the palm of his hand for a while to feel cold.
Staring at the color in his hand... No, it should be a black shell now, a fragment of the murloc artifact, and Leiter felt a strong devouring force from it.
If it is touched by ordinary people, I am afraid that it will be pulled by this suction soon, and the vitality will be lost quickly.
Leite relied on the strength of the magister to actively resist, so as not to be affected by it.
is pretty evil...
Feeling the continuous suction, Leiter frowned slightly, "This artifact fragment is a bit weird, it seems that no one can control and close it except the murloc, and its own state is to maintain this disorderly devouring, Until the power disappears. In other words, if there is no murloc control, it will not be able to 'close'."
Leiter has tried it just now, there is a kind of natural barrier in the shell, rejecting Leiter's exploration, and he tried hard to feel it, only to confirm that with the maintenance of this engulfment, the inside of the shell comes from the murloc The energy of the blood vessels is also being consumed weakly.
Perhaps, the devouring will end only when the murloc blood is exhausted?
Leiter thought about it, and quickly went downstairs to a utility room on the first floor, where a square floor was laid in the corner. As an earth magister, Leiter easily felt the hollow structure of the soil below—it should be a basement.
Prying open the template, Lei Te jumped down with the support of the wind element, and landed gently.
The environment in the basement is quite dark, there are some sundries and wine barrels, and a faint smell of fermented alcohol can be smelled.
Rett released his spiritual perception, and there were small movements from the corner.
"cheep, cheep"
At this moment, a few gray-haired little mice shuttled through the dark area, looking for food, their noses shrugged, and suddenly they smelled a strange smell.
When they wagged their tails alertly and tried to escape, it was too late. The body seemed to be slapped out of thin air, and each of them fainted and fell unconscious.
Seeing this, Lei Te stepped forward quickly. His current spiritual power has materialized, and the power he can explode is no less than that of ordinary people punching with full strength. It is several times stronger than when he first became a magister.
To be precise, it was the black shell that floated towards Leiter's hand.
Rett held the shell in his palm, resisting the phagocytic force within it, staring directly at the mice, slowly approaching the black shell until finally touching...
He stared intently at the scene.
Silently, as if what was in the hands was not a shell, but a black hole. Once these mice came into contact, they melted like sunlight shining on white snow, and were quickly pulled into it, disappearing soon.
Seeing this, Lei Te's pupils shrank slightly, and he was even more afraid of the black shell, and decided not to use it in reality in the future!
To be used is also in simulation.
After all, this is an artifact. Even if it is a fragment, there is no guarantee that it contains some unknown change, and it may be released under certain conditions, thus brewing disaster. Although there is no such situation in the simulation, it does not mean that the trajectory in reality will not deviate, resulting in variables.
Rett also discovered that in the process of devouring the mouse just now, the devouring force of the shell was slightly stronger than when it was maintained normally. Although not many, he speculated that it might be because the experimental samples were only ordinary mice, which did not consume much phagocytosis. And because Leiter also felt that as the mouse was devoured, the energy consumption in the shell also became higher.
"Well, it seems that at least the energy balance is followed here, and the power of devouring is not generated out of thin air. Now it can be confirmed that the murloc blood is fuel. The more devoured, the greater the consumption."
Just as Leiter was thinking, the short silence of the shell ended. It began to tremble slightly, the frequency and amplitude were like the lid of a pot with steam rushing to the top, and with the trembling, a wisp of purple mist floated out from the shell.
There is only a wisp of this purple mist, which is very rare, but Leiter's eyes are strange, and he feels the pure energy in the mist. Even deep in his body, there is a desire to swallow this purple mist, as if It is a great tonic.
Leite squinted his eyes, knowing that this pure purple mist might be a product that has a great tonic effect on murlocs. And he already knew from the simulation that swallowing by other species would have horrible side effects, but this was a simulation, and he wasn't afraid. Instead, I am curious now, what kind of improvement can this smoke bring?
The tip of his nose twitched, Leiter inhaled lightly, and the purple mist entered his nostrils.
Immediately afterwards, Leiter had a brief ecstasy, and the purple mist seemed to seep into every corner and every cell of his body. From outside to inside, from head to toe, nothing is missing. And his mental strength and physical fitness seem to have slightly improved.
This discovery made Lei Te's eyes bright, and his heart was ecstatic!
But after a short moment, the pleasure suddenly faded, and even the time of the sage was not left. Immediately, a distorted pain came from the depths of the body, and the source could not be found.
Leite's face changed slightly, and while enduring the pain, he tried to feel the changes in his body. He found that while the purple mist was improving his body, it was also negatively affecting his life essence. He guessed in his heart that if he was a murloc, the influence might be benign, but since he is a human being, this kind of influence would neither transform him into a murloc, but instead distort and destroy the essence of life.
This is an unstoppable force from a very high level. Leiter only felt an indescribable pain in the depths of his body and soul.
Leite struggled and resisted alone. It was not until a few minutes passed that he felt the effect slowly disappear.
Wiping the two drops of cold sweat on his forehead with his cuff, Leiter cast his eyes on the black shell. At this time, the shell had returned to its original state after releasing the outer purple mist, and once again exuded the power of devouring disorderly.
And he noticed keenly that the black color on the shell was passing at an extremely slow speed. I am afraid that when the energy in it is exhausted, with the disappearance of the devouring power, the shell will return to its original color.
After thinking about it, Leiter put the shells into the space ring. Although it would be a waste to maintain the power of devouring, it is much less than devouring and absorbing creatures. Therefore, this waste is inevitable, so don't worry about it.
The most important thing is that the big head is completely consumed in the simulation, so Leiter is not worried that the blood of the murloc inside is exhausted. In fact, the shell can still be used for a long time.
At least the simulation shows that it will not be exhausted by the middle of next year, indicating that it can last at least a few years, which is enough for Leiter to perform well!
At this point, Leiter's eyes flashed brightly, "In this case, the Dark Mountain Range is a good opportunity to play..."
Immediately, his heart moved, and the simulation ended.
Ripples appeared in front of my eyes.
Rett returned to reality.
【The real simulation is over, please choose an attribute you want to keep. 】
【1. Constitution】
【2. Dou Qi】
【3. Mental power】
"I choose mental power!"
With the end of the simulation, the side effects of absorbing the purple blood mist just now disappeared completely, and Leiter's spiritual power was instilled, and indeed obtained a corresponding improvement.
Because he could only choose one option, Leiter brought back his mental power, and Leiter felt a little sorry for the waste of physical improvement.
He guessed in his heart that if this artifact could be controlled, it would be able to play more roles, maybe it would be able to finely control the direction of devouring and lifting, as well as the switch to control the devouring power.
But the current artifact fragments are in an unowned state, relying on instinct to operate, the improvement brought is also all-round, and waste is inevitable for Leiter.
Fortunately, his need for physical strengthening is not very high, and this loss is acceptable.
The alchemy iron box in front of me seems to have research value, and it is also a good choice to bring it back and throw it into the alchemy tower. It cannot be wasted, so Leiter put it into the space ring.
In the following time, Leiter continued to search Luoda's house.
Except for the books he found before, he didn't find anything particularly valuable. After all, Luoda has a space ring in his hands. If there are other precious things, they must have been placed in the ring in advance.
After finishing all this, Leiter took his time and even drank cold beer at his home, meditating to pass the time.
It wasn't until the night fell that Leiter left Luoda's house quietly. Came outside the town, took the fire grid, and set foot on the way home.
Dark Eagle City, Green Manor.
The scorching sun hangs directly above the Dark Rock Castle in midsummer, and the afterglow of summer is fully bloomed. The flowers of the whole manor compete with each other, and the green trees on the green grass are accompanied by the singing of cicadas.
It is now a leisurely afternoon, butler Sveta and Maru left the castle.
In a cluster of flowers, the two stood side by side, the distance between shoulders was less than one meter, and they trimmed the flower bed with large scissors in their hands.
Although this is not a matter between the two, the two made an appointment early, and Sveta also explained it to the gardener Rachel in advance.
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