"This is indeed a good thing." Field reached out and grabbed the oil bottle. After a careful look, his body slowly rose up, and his eyes no longer looked at the bottle of corpse oil.

"That is the source of magic power refined by several magicians, and even through certain rituals, they can inherit some spells." Field said slowly: "As for how this ritual comes, you need to rely on your spiritual sense to obtain it."

After Field said that, his body returned to the ceiling with the squirming of the black matter, as if it had never existed.

Logger was also extremely excited. He was finally going to gain mysterious magic power? He could no longer cope with the current situation with just a spiritual sense.

"I am indeed the chosen son of God. When I encounter difficulties, I will get other help." Loge left the classroom with the corpse oil. He couldn't wait to listen.

After a while, a head was stretched out from the ceiling, and it was Field.

"Has a new mysterious man come to Mobis? Why did he help Logg, and why did he leave that fatal flaw in it?" Field's eyes were too long.

"It's been ten years, I've been trapped here for ten years, no one can stop me from getting out of the trap!" Field said in anger the next moment, all the black substance around him spread out from the ceiling and spread and grew in the classroom.

Loge returned to his residence. After sending the nanny back, he took a cold shower, took out the corpse oil bottle, hugged it with both hands, placed it between his eyebrows, and sensed the information through his own spiritual sense.

The spirits inside ran out, but they were not complete, and they couldn't even speak in full. The experienced Logue was not afraid at all. He listened carefully to the things in the corpse oil, and soon he received the ritual of inheriting the magic in the corpse oil.

After the spiritual awareness was turned on, Loge prepared a lot of mysterious things here, and the ceremony began soon.

Logger lit white candles in four corners of the house, and then the corpse oil was taken out and poured it little by little on the candle. He connected the candles at the four corners through corpse oil, smashed the crossing position in the middle, and drew a circle.

Logger sat in the circle and placed five things next to him, namely a knife, a bow and arrow, sulfur powder, a skull and a blank book.

The candles at the four corners were burning, and a strange smell filled the room with the corpse oil. In this smell, Loge slowly fell into a state of semi-confusion and half awake.

In this state, he clearly saw the four spirits entangled around him, and their true faces were completely revealed in front of him at this moment.

All four people and deaths can be seen from the state of their spirit. There was a huge wound on the neck of the first one, which seemed to be a knife wound. So in a trance, Logue discovered that the spirit picked up the knife he had prepared long ago and slashed at his neck.

The pain was clearly imprinted on Luo Ge's body. At this moment, all magical powers were thrown aside by him. The pain in the body and the fear of death made him just want to escape, but he found that he could not control his body anymore.

After slashing him, the spirit slowly entered Luoge's body along Luoge's wound. Then the next one was smart. He raised the bow and arrow, and the sharp arrow pierced his body. Luoge could feel the feeling of his heart being pierced.

Four spirits imposed on Logue's body one by one, and then entered Logue's body from the knife-cutting arrow. The sulfur powder ignited a flame, allowing Logue to experience the pain of burning fire. The fragments of the skull were related to the curse. Logue felt the feeling of his skull exploding directly.

There is only the last book, and there is no spirit that he hurts Logg, but it seems to have also had an effect on Logg.

Early the next morning, Logger let out a terrifying cry, and then woke up from his sleep. He quickly touched his body, and was still safe, but the feeling of the four ways of death was so strong that it impressed Logger.

After confirming that he was really fine, Luo Ge calmed down. As expected, he had already obtained some magic power from the Master of Corpse Oil. A magic power flowed in his body, and there were also several magic methods in his mind.

"There is too little magic." Logger soon discovered the disadvantage. His magic power was inherited from several dead corpses. When those dead corpses were alive, they had to use the same-track ritual to borrow it from the evil god. Logger inherited only spells, and there was no same-track ritual. Therefore, if he wanted to obtain magic, he needed to think of another method.

Time went back slightly, and when Negri returned to the dormitory the afternoon before, he saw several other auditors who had entered the dormitory. For these people, living in the academy was an honor, so they quickly moved here.

Negri shook his head. These people probably all entered the tiger's mouth. They were not Negri, and they didn't know how many of them could escape.

While eating, Negri chatted with the audience for a while, and was in humanitarianism. Negri told them the name of an evil god in the legendary situation.

"Terogus, an evil god who likes to protect the weak who are involved in accidents. If he keeps calling him in his heart when encountering an unexpected terrifying incident, he will get a response." Negri kindly gave these companions a way out.

"According to your words, this kind of god should be a good god, how can it be called an evil god?" A young man with a buzz cut could not help but retorted, while his eyes glanced slightly at a beautiful blonde lady. In his opinion, this blonde lady was simply an angel.

Nagri's previous words attracted the attention of the blonde lady, so the young man with a buzz cut came forward to refute Nagri's words in order to gain the attention of that woman.

"There is naturally a reason why Tainogus is called an evil god. He will help the weak escape into the vortex of accidents, and then deprive the weak of the most important things, save their lives, and destroy their hopes." Negri did not take the provocation of the buzz-cut young man seriously.

In Negri's opinion, among these people, the most likely survival was the blonde woman named Nos. Her weak and noble appearance hidden a lot of secrets.

For example, her lipstick made her lips look pink and red, and delicate, but Negri smelled the smell of blood from it.

One thing Nagri knows from the garbage people: some garbage people and children will be sold to some ladies as goods. The blood in their young bodies will become one of the raw materials for cosmetics. Those ladies believe that this will keep them young forever.

It turns out that this is indeed effective in this pathological and abnormal world.
Chapter completed!