Bai Cur was in trouble and was injured by the Grand Duke of the Blood Tribe. Even if he was still alive, he would probably be dead.
His brothers died and fled, and even the die-hard brother Dusk surrendered to the Manchester Consortium.
But even so, White Curse left behind many secret laboratories.
In this chaotic world, those advanced equipment are very valuable.
Whether it was the China Academy of Earth Sciences or the federal laboratory in North America, they all offered huge prices to buy it.
After all, these days, the focus of all countries is on war and war prevention, and all kinds of high-precision technologies and products are basically at a standstill.
This third brother's name is Sharma, which belongs to the high-ranking surname of Tianzhu.
He spent his early years hanging out in China and learned to speak the southern Henan dialect fluently.
But this guy was not a peaceful master. He didn't know what he had done, and was chased by the Secret Bureau. Later, he happened to meet Bai Curse who was returning to his country to do business.
Bai Curse was also a shrewd man, and he easily took this troubled guy out of the country, leaving the heroes of the Secret Bureau in vain.
Sharma is a eloquent, slippery and capable person.
At that time, Bai Ju had no shortage of wanted criminal brothers who dared to fight, but it only lacked talents who were smooth in all aspects.
So he left Sharma by his side to do things.
Back when he was working in this laboratory in the Holy City, Bai Ju had entrusted Sharma to take care of all aspects, and finally got the qualification to rent a house.
In other words, few people know about this secret laboratory, but Sharma is one of them.
After White Curse's incident, Sharma thought that the Manchester Consortium did not know about this secret laboratory, and felt that White Curse could not recover, so he occupied the magpie's nest and ran over in advance.
Of course, this guy is also very thoughtful. Just in case, he also invited four senior monks from Dalun Temple to take charge.
Even if Bai Ju really comes, he won't be afraid of him. A cripple who has injured three souls and seven souls is afraid of a hammer?
Sharma was slapped by the white curse, which made him dizzy and his mouth was full of blood.
He didn't expect Bai Ju to be so violent after being injured by the Grand Duke of the Blood Race. Thinking of this guy's ruthless side, he didn't have time to curse, so he shrank and hid directly behind the four senior monks of Dalun Temple.
The four old monks were relatively calm.
The leader spoke fluent Chinese: "Mr. Bai Ju, if we take action here and alert the Templar Knights, we will all be expelled."
"It doesn't matter that we were expelled. After all, the masters from Dalun Temple are still guests in the temple."
"If you are kicked out, no one will bring you back in."
Bai Ju gently threw the handkerchief into the trash can next to him and said, "Yes, it is indeed true. Otherwise, you four old bald asses would have been beaten to death by me."
"Give you a chance, get out of my laboratory and don't mess with me."
Sharma shrank his neck and hid behind the four old monks.
One of the old monks stepped forward, the beard on his chin moving automatically without any wind.
But before he could speak, Bai Ju suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab the old monk's collar.
The old monk was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block. Unexpectedly, Bai Shi's wrist suddenly turned down and grabbed the silk ribbon around the old monk's waist. With both arms, he directly lifted the old monk up.
He stretched out his arms, grabbed the old monk and threw him out the door, cursing: "Momojiji! You are so shameless! Get out!"
The old monk was thrown out of the street like a gourd rolling on the ground.
The remaining three old monks no longer looked as indifferent as before. Their expressions changed and they all took out their magic weapons from their waists.
At the same time, the monk's robes on his body were blowing automatically like an electric fan.
Bai Ju turned around and shouted: "Seeking death!"
He suddenly took out something like a flashlight from his arms, reached out and pressed it, and a wisp of black flame rose up.
An old monk with white eyebrows screamed: "Black Soul Fire!"
Bai Cur shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out!"
The three old monks turned around and ran away without even thinking.
Sharma's face turned pale and he no longer dared to speak. He also ran out of the house behind the three Buddhist monks.
Don't forget to close the door before leaving.
I stared at the black flame in Bai Ju's hand, my eyes full of shock.
Black soul fire, I’ve never heard of it.
Whether it is a light source or a flame, there is actually nothing black.
Because the color of a flame depends on its temperature, any flame will glow and heat.
When the temperature is relatively low, it will release infrared rays, which is red light. When the temperature is higher, it will turn into orange, yellow, and then blue.
When it reaches more than 7,000 degrees, the color of the flame will appear purple. In fact, what is released at this time is ultraviolet light.
If it continues to heat up, the flame will release x-rays and even gamma rays.
But these are all spectrums invisible to the naked eye.
The black flames were simply unheard of and unseen.
Even among the thirty-six yang fires and the seventy-two yin fires, there is nothing so outrageous.
This also reminds me of Pangu Banner.
The only magical item that emits black light.
Bai Ju carefully put the lid on the "flashlight" and let out a long sigh of relief.
Only then did I realize that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
It was obvious that he was also afraid of the flames in his hands.
Seeing my strange look, Bai Ju explained consciously: "This is the flame synthesized in my laboratory."
Synthetic flame?
This is the first time I've heard of this stuff.
But when that wisp of black flame jumped out just now, my soul started to throb.
That's fear.
This stuff ignites the soul!
Bai Ju said while packing his things: "Black soul fire has been studied all over the world. When I was a researcher at the First Academy of Science in Middle-earth, I also came into contact with information and projects in this area."
"How should I put it? In the beginning, this kind of flame was used to purify the souls of the dead. It is true that some laboratories have researched black soul fire."
"But later people discovered that although the black soul fire had been researched, it could not be preserved."
"In other words, if you want to preserve it, you must rely on strong electromagnetic constraints to continue to exist, otherwise it will go out."
I said: "If it is just bound by strong electromagnetic forces, it shouldn't be difficult for modern technology."
Bai Ju smiled and said: "Of course it's not difficult. But the key is that this kind of flame is very dangerous. Among the thirty-six yang fire and the seventy-two yin fire, many flames have the effect of burning the soul, but these flames can only
The dead soul of the body works."
"Black soul fire is different. Once this thing comes into contact with the human body, it will penetrate into the human body and cause internal combustion."
"It will use the soul as fuel to burn in the human body. It cannot be extinguished during the period. You can only watch the victim spit out high-temperature coals one after another, and then die."